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

Zhu Feng said with a solemn face: "On this point, why can't you eat it?"

He knew that this girl had a good appetite and was greedy. On the way to Yongzhou, even after the heat stroke, she could still feast on her. How could she not eat this?

So he said: "Eat!"

Nan Yan didn't dare to resist his harshness, so she could only take a bite carefully, but the greasy juice of the chicken legs made her feel nauseous and almost vomited out.

Zhu Feng was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out to support her back, saw her eyes flushed with discomfort, frowned and said, "Really can't eat anymore?"

She nodded hurriedly.

Zhu Feng frowned and said, "Then, forget it!"

"..."

"Eat more later."

Nan Yan lowered his head.

He ate up all the other meals in a turbulent manner.

When the people from the Yushufang came to clean up again, he took a careful look at the bed on the other side, and Sinanyan was already sitting on the side of the bed again.

Those people didn't dare to look blatantly, but everyone's eyes were looking to this side. Although the mattress on the dragon bed was soft and the brocade was thick, Nan Yan felt like sitting on pins and needles. When the people packed up and quit, she was already in a cold sweat. Up.

She whispered: "The emperor, the servants are much better. Please let the servants go back to Yeting."

Zhu Feng looked at her calmly.

When Nan Yan met his gaze, Nan Yan didn't dare to speak any more, but she couldn't stay in this place.

In a dull atmosphere, Zhu Feng said with a calm face: "Where should you go, I will decide."

"..."

"But if you dare to run around, I will interrupt you--"

Having said that, looking at her pale face, he paused again, and said: "I will send Ye Ting's court lady into the prison again!"

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Early the next morning, Zhu Feng went to court.

It has been several days to quit the court. This is something he has never done before. The pile of government affairs needs him to handle.

This busyness is another long time.

After finally dealing with some important matters, Zhu Feng asked the ministers to retreat, and he had to review the memorials, but several old ministers stayed.

Zhu Feng looked up at them with serious expressions, and felt something in his heart.

He said, "Are there any problems with the Aiqing?"

Among them, Shangshu Yangu of the Ministry of Rites immediately said: "The emperor, the ministers, etc. heard that all the court ladies of the emperor Ye Ting were released."

Zhu Feng bowed his head in a memorial, without raising his head: "Isn't this just what you want?"

Yan Gu said: "However, the Weichen and others have heard that the female officer Shangbao was also released. But she did not return to Yeting, but stayed in the emperor's palace."

"..."

Zhu Feng's imperial pen.

He raised his head. Although there was a smile on his face, he was a little gloomy: "All the Aiqings are really as careful as dust. You all know who lives in my palace."

Sternly said: "The emperor is selfless!"

Several other ministers nodded immediately.

Yan Gu said again: "The emperor, if it is the emperor's concubine, the ministers would naturally not dare to say anything; however, Sinanyan is just a valiant female officer, and as a slave, it is not ethical for the emperor to let her live in the palace. Please also the emperor— —Be careful in words and deeds."

What he wants to say should not be as simple as being cautious in words and actions.

It is no longer a question of being cautious in words and deeds to allow a servant to enter and leave the palace, or even sleep on a dragon bed.

It's just that, in the end, he was facing the emperor, and he was talking about his bedclothes, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in his words.

Zhu Feng's face sank.

He was about to say something when suddenly, He Yi walked in from outside.