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

Jian Ruocheng sat aside and saw Nan Yan's pale face instantly, and said hurriedly, "Father, stop talking."

"It was originally."

Jian Tongguang said solemnly: "Look, if it wasn't because you were in the palace, could you be in such three disasters and five disasters? A few days ago, he was sent to prison and suffered so many wrongs. He was sick and injured. "

"..."

"If the emperor had listened to me and gave you a marriage at the beginning, there would be no current affairs."

"..."

"You two—"

Nan Yan's face flushed to the base of her neck.

Jian Ruocheng hurriedly said: "Father!"

His tone was a little heavy, and suddenly interrupted Jian Tongguang's endless talk.

Although the atmosphere of Jian's family is very harmonious, but after all, it is a scholarly family, growing up in an orderly manner, and no one has ever interrupted Jian when talking to Guang.

He himself was stunned, frowned and looked at Xiang Jian Ruocheng.

Jian Ruocheng's face was also slightly pale, and she looked at Nan Yan's red cheeks and ear tips from the corner of her eyes, and hurriedly said to Jian Tongguang, "Father, please forgive me."

"..."

"However, my father should stop mentioning this matter."

"..."

"Nan Yan has a great future. Father, don't miss her."

As soon as he said this, everyone at the dinner was stunned, and even Nan Yan looked up at him in confusion--

Great future?

What does he mean by this?

Jian Tongguang also said, "Nanyan has a great future? What is a great future?"

"..."

Seeing everyone looking at herself with a puzzled expression, Jian Ruocheng took a deep breath and said, "Let's eat."

After speaking, pick up the bowl.

Everyone also felt that he seemed to be unspeakable, and the considerate Madam Jiahe Shao immediately said: "Yes, the food is about to cool down, everyone eat."

Hearing what she said, it was inconvenient for everyone to ask again, and they picked up the tableware in front of them and began to eat.

As for Nanyan, the guests are as they please, and naturally they follow them.

However, she looked at Jian Ruocheng's eyes from time to time, and she was also full of inquiry.

And Jian Ruocheng kept her head down and didn't look at her.

At this moment, he remembered what happened before he left the palace.

These days, I went out early and returned late every day, and finally my father sent someone to the palace today to take a leave for himself. Although the emperor’s face was not very good-looking, he finally agreed.

He sent some of the last transcribed documents to China Bookstore, and then he was ready to go home.

As a result, as soon as I walked to the gate, I heard the voice of Ye Yu and He Yi talking inside.

Ye Wei said, "I thought that this time, Nanyan would definitely be canonized?"

Upon hearing this, he subconsciously stopped.

At this time, the sun had already set, and there was only one candlelight left in Zhongshu Province. Jian Ruocheng could see He Yi Junxiu's silhouette projected on the wall, and he smiled faintly: "How easy is it."

"But, the emperor has canonized Du Jie--oh, it should be Du Jie now."

"..."

"Isn't that paving the way for Nanyan?"

"..."

"Now, she's abolished again, isn't it just right?"

He Yi finished writing an essay, blew the ink stains, and then shook his head and smiled: "You, you have been with the emperor for so many years, and you have not grown at all."

Jian Ruocheng stepped forward and saw Ye Wei sitting on the chair opposite Heyi with his legs up in a very daunting posture.

He said: "I didn't grow, you did. Then tell me, why didn't the emperor canonize Nanyan?"

"..."

"They are both like that, tsk tsk."