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

This time, even He Yi was taken aback.

Zhu Feng simply didn't know whether he should be funny or angry. A group of people came to persuade him not to allow Sinanyan to live in his palace, but as soon as he promised to send her back to Ye Ting, Ye Wei said no.

He slowly leaned back on the chair, and said with a sneer: "What? Do you think I'm a good messenger?"

Ye Xu and Heyi both knelt down, "Weichen dare not."

Ye Xu continued: "Weichen said that because he was worried that the female officer might contract the disease."

Zhu Feng frowned.

"what did you say?"

Ye Yu said: "The emperor asked Weichen and Ying Shaozha to use the trick of victory in the palace. The Weichen is incompetent and has not found the prisoner. So now, Ye Ting-and even the harem, are not completely harmless. "

"..."

"As for the magistrate, she is already very weak with old illnesses and new injuries."

"..."

"Weichen heard from Madam Chen that there is vitality in a person's body, which is like a wall relative to injury. The vitality is not hurt, the wall is strong, and the injury cannot be invaded; but at the moment, the magistrate is weak. Enter Ye Ting, in case—"

He dared not say what was behind him.

And Zhu Feng's face became more gloomy.

He has forgotten this.

Indeed, she was as weak as that, and she had just beaten back and forth at the gate of the ghost again. If she really contracted another disease, she might be incurable.

But in this way, how would he place her?

Thinking of this, Zhu Feng's brows suddenly wrinkled into a lump.

Ye Yin and He Yi looked at each other carefully, then raised their heads to look at him, and saw Zhu Feng's face gloomy, not knowing what he was thinking of at this time, and the hand placed on the table clenched his fist.

Neither of them dared to speak anymore.

For an unknown amount of time, they heard Zhu Feng let out a long breath, and when he raised his head again, they saw his hand loosened slightly, but the veins on the back of his hand were still bulging.

He said: "Okay, I know what to do."

"..."

"Ye Xu, you go and send me a message."

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Nan Yan curled up on the bed, watching the sunlight outside the window slowly move from east to west, the sky darkened.

She didn't go anywhere all day.

Of course, he was afraid of Zhu Feng's threat. If he didn't obey him, what would he do if he really sent those palace ladies to prison again?

Then, she had no face to go out.

Now, I don’t know how many people are talking about her, and the concubine in the harem——

She couldn't even think about it.

Although these days, she worked with Zhu Feng as a errand as a Shangbao female officer, but she had never felt the meaning of the phrase “Banjun is like a tiger” like now.

When she was holding her knees in a daze, the door was suddenly opened.

People who will come in without saying hello, of course no one else.

Nan Yan trembled, raised his head, and saw Zhu Feng walking in from outside.

There was still cold outside on his body, Nan Yan shivered subconsciously as soon as he approached her.

Zhu Feng frowned: "Is it cold?"

The stove in this hall was already very hot. He walked in from the wind and started to sweat only for a while, but he also remembered that Nan Yan still had injuries on his body, and chills in winter were normal.

Subconsciously grabbed her hand.

The pale, slender hand was in his palm, looking really like a piece of ice.

Feeling that her fingertips were also cold, Zhu Feng's brows wrinkled.

"You are like this, how can I let you go without worry?"