Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Seeing her eyes slowly turning red, Zhu Feng sighed and said softly as possible: "You are obedient, come and drink medicine first."

"..."

"It takes medicine to get better."

"..."

"If you have anything, wait until you drink the medicine."

Nan Yan didn't speak, and didn't even move.

However, a stubborn light flashed in the tears slowly surging in those eyes, which made her originally slender and weak body difficult to shake.

Zhu Feng frowned.

He doesn't like someone resisting himself, especially her!

Seeing that there was not much heat left in the medicine, he simply stretched out his long arms and suddenly grabbed Nan Yan from the bed, sat down on the bed, and put her on himself.

Nan Yan was taken aback, and the world turned around, and she felt like she was sitting in his arms, the warm solid chest that almost made her drown in dreams was close to her back.

She struggled subconsciously.

However, a hand stronger than iron tongs immediately encircled her waist.

"Don't move!"

"...!"

There was a low voice in her ears, and she trembled again.

What was brought back from the prison was not only the whole body hurt, but also the heartbreak.

She was afraid of being hurt, afraid of pain, and she was already afraid of it.

Feeling her slender body trembling in her arms, especially seeing the bruises on her wrists exposed from the cuffs, and the bruises left behind after the chains were twisted, Zhu Feng's heart was tingling again.

But he still said in a deep voice: "You drink the medicine obediently first."

"..."

"After drinking the medicine, I can give you whatever you want!"

He has never promised people like this before, for a person who came from a royal family and ambitious, he has never promised lightly, let alone his shortcomings.

But now, he just wants her to drink medicine obediently.

Whether she wants a name, profit, or anything, he can give it to her.

He couldn't even think of his bottom line.

Feeling that the person in his arms did not struggle any more, he picked up the medicine bowl, took a spoonful of soup medicine himself, and delivered it to her mouth.

"Drink medicine."

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak immediately.

He increased his voice again: "Open your mouth!"

The long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and after a long silence, she finally opened her mouth, and a spoonful of bitter concoction was sent in.

However, a string of tears also fell.

It fell on Zhu Feng's hand with a clatter, although just listening to that sound, it seemed that I could feel the saltiness of tears.

Zhu Feng's hands stiffened.

But he didn't stop, and continued to scoop the soup medicine to her, and Nan Yan just sip it silently, tears rolling down like a broken string.

After a while, most of his palm was completely wet.

But finally, I drank a bowl of soup and medicine.

He picked up the thin body with almost no weight in his arms, put her back on the bed, and even carefully pulled up the quilt to cover her, even though the stove was burning in the hall, he was only wearing a thin shirt , It will also be cold.

But he completely forgot, he didn't even put on a coat.

While he was standing by the bed and bending over to cover her with a quilt, Nan Yan raised his red eyes to look at him, and said dryly: "The emperor, will you really promise a slave and maidservant?" "

Zhu Feng's heart sank.

He said: "You said."