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

He buried his head in Nan Yan's arms, and said with an awkward voice: "I only have you."

"..."

"Nanyan, fortunately you are still there."

Seeing him like this, he was a bit wronged and acted like a child. Nan Yan chuckled lightly and stretched out his hand to gently stroke his back. Although he had known that he had been losing weight these days, he touched him. The condyles of his spine were all raised high, only to realize that he was very thin.

She felt sad and distressed again, and said softly: "Of course the concubine is still there."

"..."

"However, the emperor is confused. There is more than one concubine next to the emperor. When the imperial driver returns to Beijing, we will be able to see the two children. Haven't they also been by the emperor's side?"

Speaking of the child, Zhu Feng's heart felt more warm.

He nodded gently.

While the person was still in Nan Yan's arms, he slowly lay down, Nan Yan supported his head to rest him on his lap while gently stroking his chest to give him comfort. The rising sunlight sprinkled in from the gap in the window, and moved little by little as the ship moved slowly on Zhu Feng's face and body.

Jiang Feng has the coolness of autumn, blowing Zhu Feng's hands and feet cold.

But this sunshine also has a little warmth.

Zhu Feng was silent for a long time before he whispered softly: "You are right, you are right..."

Nan Yan smiled and hugged him.

Because of thinking of the two children, Zhu Feng also feels like an arrow. There were some state and county officials waiting to be picked up along the way, wanting to please the emperor and the concubine, but Zhu Feng almost refused, only a few The port docks to supplement the sleep and food on board, and all other times allow the people below to move forward at full speed.

In this way, two months later, they docked at Tianjin Port and immediately changed to a carriage.

Finally, before the New Year, I returned to the capital.

When I left, it was still early spring. The day when I returned to the capital, it was already deep winter. The heavy snow of goose feathers fell one after another, and the biting chill was poured into the car with the north wind or the curtain of the carriage, Nan Yan couldn't help but gather. The sleeves leaned against Zhu Feng's body.

Zhu Feng looked down at her and smiled: "How do you look like an old lady on the street?"

South flue: "It's cold."

"..."

"Before I thought the matter would be resolved quickly, and I didn’t bring enough winter clothes for my concubine. I knew it would be delayed until this time. Fortunately, I didn’t come back until the end of the new year. Otherwise, Xinping and Chengjun would definitely make a fuss with the walls of Peking ."

Zhu Feng smiled, and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and said: "If they two really have this ability, then I will be happy."

The two of them were talking homely, and the carriage drove forward.

Finally at noon, I arrived at Nangong Gate.

The people in the palace have also received the news a long time ago, and they all gathered here to greet the holy driver, especially Princess Xinping and King Chengjun of Han. The two were served by the maids around them, and they both put on bright new clothes, madam. The mother also specially called two little eunuchs to lift the two majesty on his shoulders, and from a distance he saw the carriage enter the palace gate.

"Father!"

Xinping saw the golden car at first glance and yelled.

Cheng Jun also opened his eyes and looked ahead. Compared to his sister who was screaming at everything, he seemed quieter, but he was almost jumping on the head of the little **** when he saw Xinping happy. Also followed with a smile.

After a while, the carriage came to a halt.

A group of people all knelt to the ground, and even Xin Ping took Cheng Jun and climbed down from the shoulders of the young eunuch, knelt on the ground, and followed the people and shouted long live.

Zhu Feng got off the carriage first.

At this time, the wind and snow were very heavy. Just stepping on the thick snow, he made a creak. He hurriedly turned his head, holding Nan Yan's outstretched white hand, and took her down. Nan Yan stopped. Certainly, it is natural to look at his children first.

On the way, she was thinking about the children.

But when I really met, I still had to worry about my identity. After all, there were still a large number of people kneeling in front of me. Zhu Feng said to the concubines and the concubines in the harem, and said: "Let's be flat."

Then everyone thanked and got up.

Zhu Feng said: "It's hard for you all to come over with such a heavy snow, so hurry back, don't you just get back from the cold."

Although the concubines in the harem were reluctant to give up, they also knew that the imperial concubine was here, and none of them dared to talk more. They could only come forward to greet them and leave one by one.

When they left, Nan Yan couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted directly at the two children.

"Xin Ping! Cheng Jun!"

As soon as the two children heard her voice, they couldn't bear it anymore, Xinping jumped directly from the ground, and shot directly into his mother's arms like an arrow from the string: "Mother concubine!"

She hasn't seen her for almost a year, and she has grown taller and fatter.

This collision almost knocked Nan Yan directly to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhu Feng stretched out his hand to protect Nan Yan, and said with a smile: "Let me see, whose fat girl is this?"

Xin Ping lifted his head from Nan Yan's arms and turned to face him with red eyes: "Father! Oh..."

It's a child, turning her face is like turning a book. She was still happy just now. In a blink of an eye, tears fell like broken beads. Zhu Feng looked happy and distressed. He hurriedly picked her up with his arms bent. After a while, he smiled and said, "Hey, it really sinks a lot."

"Father!"

Xinping hugged his neck and buried her small face between his neck.

At this time, the mother and Zhu Chengjun walked over slowly.

He is much younger than Xinping. He hasn't seen his father and mother for nearly a year. He is more or less alive. He is still holding the fingers of the grandmother with one hand, and said softly: "Father and mother... "

Nan Yan was really distressed and sad when he saw him.

After all, he is the youngest son, and he didn't care much about him when he was born. It took nearly a year to leave. No wonder the child's eyes are not so affectionate when he looks at him. She hurriedly went over to pick up the child: "Does Cheng Jun miss his mother?"

Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes and looked at her for a long time before saying, "Yes."

Nan Yan said: "Mother concubine also wants to become Jun."

Xinping, who was still tired of Zhu Feng's body, immediately turned her head and said, "Does my concubine miss me?"

Nan Yan was amused by her eagerness to fight for favor, and said angrily: "Think, why don't you? Think about how much you gained weight again!"

"Humph!"

Xinping pouted at her, turned his head and buried his face in Zhu Feng's arms.

After being crooked with the child for a while, Zhu Fengcai looked up again and saw a thin, familiar figure in the wind and snow stepping forward and saluting them respectfully: "The son and the minister pays homage to the emperor."

It is Prince Zhu Chengxuan.