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

Zhu Feng stood on the steps with his hands behind his back and looked at her.

The lights were dim, but his eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, even with the temperature of flames.

Nan Yan couldn't help but blush when he couldn't help but remember what he had done to him just now, but for some reason, he couldn't bear to put down the curtain until the carriage left the palace gate, and he could no longer see his tall figure.

The carriage left the palace.

Taking advantage of the night, the carriage galloped all the way, driving for almost an hour, and finally arrived at Jian's Mansion.

Two lanterns were still on at the door. After Jian Ruocheng got out of the car, he helped Nan Yan walk down again. As soon as he stopped, the door opened.

A figure suddenly rushed out of it, and hugged Nan Yan.

"Nanyan!"

Nan Yan originally had injuries on her body, so she was a little unsteady. She was staggered by this one and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Jian Ruocheng beside her hurriedly reached out to support her.

Looking down, it was not someone else who got into his arms. It was Li Bushang who had been sent to Jian's house before.

Nan Yan frowned in pain, but when he saw him, he couldn't help but smile: "Don't hurt..."

"Nanyan, you are finally here!"? "..."

"I finally saw you."

"..."

"I miss you so much!"

Nan Yan smiled and stroked his hair. At this moment, Jian Ruocheng said, "No, you let go of the magistrate first. She is injured."

"what?"

Li Bushang was taken aback, hurriedly let go of his hands, and grabbed Nan Yan's hand again: "Why are you injured? Where is the injury? Did I hurt you?"

Nan Yan smiled and shook his head: "I'm fine."

At this time, a few people came out of the gate.

Naturally, it was Jian Tongguang, the eldest son Jian Ruojun, Mrs. Jiahe Young, and the little Xiao Xi also came over: "Pretty sister, you are here!"

Seeing such a warm family, Nan Yan really felt that the wounds didn't hurt so much.

She stretched out her hand and patted Xiao Xu on the shoulder, then stepped forward, respectfully saluting Jian Tongguang and the others: "Old Jane, Old Master, Young Lady."

Jian Tongguang looked at her with loving and gentle eyes, and said: "Girl, I heard you have suffered a lot."

Feeling that Li around him took a breath of air-conditioning, Nan Yan said hurriedly, "No."

"Regardless of whether you have it or not, when you get here, you don't have to worry."

"Yes," Mrs. Jiahe Shao also stepped forward, and said softly: "This time you come, you will take good care of you. Hey, after a while, you have lost so much weight."

Nan Yan's eyes were a little red from the touch.

Since childhood, the warmth of the family she has enjoyed is just a handful, and the people in the Jian family seem to be born with this kind of warmth, making her involuntarily close.

At this moment, Jian Ruocheng stepped forward.

"Let's go in first, it's cold outside."

Mrs. Jiahe Shao hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes, I have forgotten to enter the house after patronizing and talking."

So, the family took her into the Jian family mansion affectionately.

The door closed from behind.

Mrs. Jiahe Shao took her to a simple but comfortable wing room. Because it was getting late, Jian Tongguang and Jian Ruojun were inconvenient to stay and left after a few words.

Mrs. Jiahe Shao diagnosed her pulse, knowing her physical condition in general, and just said that it's fine, and she will start to treat her with medicine tomorrow.

He was also ready to leave with Xiao Yu.

Walking to the door, Mrs. Jiahe Shao turned around and said: "No harm, do you want to go with us?"