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

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The violent coughing continued to sound, and even the whistling cold wind could not cover it up. However, the person who coughed was trying his best to cover up the pain that scorched the lungs and inflamed the liver, and was about to cough up the throat. The sound of coughing became heavier, making his pain even more invisible.

The people who heard it all showed worry and even pain.

Even if they don't understand medical theory, they know that Zhu Feng can't go any further.

And Aunt Tongyun, who was standing at the door of the king's tent holding a bowl of medicine that was still steaming a little, had red eyes. As a doctor, how could she not know what such a voice meant.

The road of the imperial army's northern expedition is about to come to an end.

The road of His Majesty the Emperor is about to come to an end...

At this moment, a hand was lightly placed on her shoulder, Aunt Tongyun looked back and saw that it was Xiao Shunzi with the same dignified expression. His eyes were also red, but he tried his best not to let his emotions get too much. Exposed, he only said to her in a hoarse voice, "Auntie going in like this, I'm afraid it will make the lady uncomfortable."

"Oh."

When Aunt Tongyun heard this, she hurriedly raised her hand to dry the corners of her eyes.

Xiao Shunzi sighed again, and then said, "Auntie, go in quickly. No matter whether the medicine is still useful or not, it's still uncomfortable to drink it when it's too cold."

When Xiao Shunzi said this, it was more like a knife pierced into Aunt Tongyun's heart.

She choked and said, "Eunuch Shun, stop talking."

After speaking, he lowered his head and took a deep breath, making himself look as usual, then opened the tent and walked in.

Xiao Shunzi stood silently at the entrance of the tent, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Ying Shao standing opposite him with his waist knife in his hand. But before he ordered to set off, he just kept standing here, snowflakes had already fallen on his shoulders and dyed his hair white.

The two looked at each other and said nothing.

It's just that with the deep sadness in his eyes, he has already said everything.

In the tent, there was a charcoal basin in front of the bed. The charcoal fire was about to burn out, but the heat was still very strong. As soon as Aunt Tongyun walked in, she felt a thin layer of sweat on her body. But even so, the person lying on the bed was covered with a thick quilt, and even his lips were pale and bloodless.

Seeing His Majesty the Emperor like this, Aunt Tongyun felt that the tears she swallowed were about to burst into her eyes again.

She hurriedly lowered her head and concealed the medicine bowl in her hand to the side of the bed, and let His Majesty the Emperor lean on her in front of the noble concubine, and whispered, "Niangniang, the medicine is ready..."

Nan Yan looked up at her.

Different from the mournful atmosphere outside, the tent was very quiet, and even the imperial concubine's face was so calm that there was no superfluous expression on her face. Seeing Aunt Tongyun's red eyes, she just stretched out her hand to take the bowl and said: "Go back."

"Yes."

Aunt Tongyun didn't dare to say more, she bowed her head and backed out.

When the tent fell again, Nan Yan looked down at Zhu Feng in his arms. The violent cough just now had exhausted his strength. At this time, the man leaning on his arms was gasping for breath. In her body, even his distinct bones can be determined from the ups and downs of his breathing.

It hurts a little bit.

When Nan Yan opened her mouth, her voice was so low that she seemed to be suppressing something in pain, and said, "Your Majesty, drink some medicine?"

The man in his arms gasped for a while before he stopped and looked back at her slowly.

At this glance, there is some tenderness in the weakness, and even a little smile.

Meeting his smiling eyes, Nan Yan was silent for a while, and then made some smiles, and even his voice softened a lot, and asked, "Does the emperor want to drink medicine?"

Zhu Feng shook his head: "Put it aside."

Nan Yan didn't even persuade him, so he put the medicine bowl aside, and then reached out and gently wiped Zhu Feng's back to help him get better, but now, this action has already caused Zhu Feng's torment. It didn't work at all, he was still breathing heavily, and even if he tried to suppress it, he couldn't hold back and coughed several times.

Nan Yan heard that the sound was wrong, and hurriedly put the small cup to his mouth, and heard Zhu Feng spit out two mouthfuls of phlegm.

It is **** phlegm.

But Nan Yan seemed to have not seen it, she quietly put the small cup aside, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the corners of his mouth for him, Zhu Feng finally calmed down after panting for a while, and asked, "How's it going outside? "

Nan Yan's hand holding the handkerchief froze slightly, but immediately said: "The team has been assembled, and the emperor can set off at any time with an order."

"well."

Zhu Feng nodded, and stretched out his hand to support the edge of the bed as if he wanted to get up, but he only flicked in Nan Yan's arms, and fell down weakly.

He panted and said: "Zhen, I will sit down for a while and then set off."

Nan Yan stretched out his hand to support his shoulder, and said softly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the spies in front will report back, and Kuo's team has also slowed down. Even if we sleep again, we won't lose much distance."

Zhu Feng frowned slightly: "When did the spies come back?"

Nan Yandao: "Last night..."

"Why, I don't know anything?"

"The emperor fell asleep, and the concubine was afraid that they would disturb the emperor's rest, so she did not wake the emperor."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and then smiled bitterly: "I didn't notice it at all."

He is a very cautious person. Even if he lives in the imperial city and his own palace, he rarely sleeps so deeply that he can't wake up when someone comes in and answers, not to mention that he is in the snow field in the northern region and is in a state of preparation for battle. , but was not aware at all.

Seeing him like this, Nan Yan immediately said: "The emperor said so, it is the concubine's sin."

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "I didn't blame you."

Seeing that Nan Yan's face was still not very good, he said, "Okay, bring the medicine to me to drink, and it's easy to set off after drinking it."

Nan Yan nodded and reached out to pick up the medicine bowl, but she first brought it to her mouth and tasted it, only to realize that the medicine had lost its temperature. She frowned suddenly, raised her head and called for someone to come in, take the medicine out and reheat it again. , Zhu Feng tried to say a few times but couldn't stop her. After seeing Aunt Tong Yun carefully holding the medicine bowl and exiting the tent, she smiled bitterly and said, "You are making a fuss about a little thing."

Nan Yandao: "The medicine is not hot anymore."

"It's just not hot, it's not cold, what's the big deal?"

"It's better to drink this medicine hot. It's not good for the emperor's illness if you drink it half lukewarm."

Seeing that she said it carefully, Zhu Feng couldn't help shaking his head and smiling: "I still care about this?"

Nan Yandao: "I care."

"I care."

These three words were sternly spoken, as if something had hit Zhu Feng's chest. He looked back at Nan Yan's face, which was worse than before. At this time, her eyes were a little red, as if The next moment something hot is about to drip.

Zhu Feng immediately turned his eyes away, avoiding hers.

Next, the two of them didn't speak any more, and just sat next to each other. Although there was a gust of wind outside, and there were the footsteps of troops and the neighing of war horses, the tent was extraordinarily quiet and warm, even There is an illusion of being in Sanchun.

Nan Yan wrapped Zhu Feng's thin waist with one hand, and gently covered the back of his hand with the other.

Because of his excessive weight loss, his hands are also thin with distinct joints. In the past, they were so gentle, giving people infinite strength and warmth. At this time, they were covered by her hands, and there was a feeling that they would disappear at any time.

Nan Yan frowned, and clasped his fingers together with his ten fingers.

Feeling her strength, Zhu Feng also seemed to understand something, he smiled and said, "What are you worried about?"

Nan Yandao: "No."

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "No, then why are you holding me so tight?"

"…"

"I won't run."

"Who said no,"

Nan Yan whispered in his ear: "The emperor has been walking in front of the concubine, walking hastily and quickly, if you miss it, you won't be able to keep up."

"…"

"So, the concubine must follow closely, and even more, in order to keep up with the emperor."

Zhu Feng chuckled lightly and said, "You, say nothing."

"…"

"You've been with me for a long time."

"…"

"Maybe, maybe in the future, you will go ahead of me."

Nan Yan immediately said: "What did the emperor say? How can the concubine get ahead of the emperor?"

Zhu Feng smiled and said: "If I stop and don't go, and you keep walking, wouldn't you just walk in front of me? Now you can already see such a beautiful scenery, maybe if you go ahead, the scenery will be even better. Woolen cloth."

When he said these words, his breath was uneven, but he felt Nan Yan's chest heaving up and down even more, as if something was tense.

The next moment, I heard Nan Yandao: "Is the emperor really going to stop?"

"…"

"The emperor didn't say that only if you keep moving forward, the prosperous world will come. As long as you stop, the prosperous world will not come again."

"…"

"Why do you say stop talking like that?"

Hearing that her voice had an undisguised tremor, as if she was about to cry in the next moment, Zhu Feng immediately smiled and said, "Yes, I've lost my words."

"…"

"Of course I can't stop, no matter when the prosperous world can come, but what I have to do in front of me is to catch up with Munch."

Having said that, he gritted his teeth again, stretched out his hand to support the edge of the bed, and then turned to Nan Yan and said, "Come on, help me get up, I should go."

Seeing how he was almost unable to stand, Nan Yan felt her heart twisted, her eyes were so hot as if tears were about to fall out at any moment, but she still clenched her teeth and tried her best to support her. Zhu Feng slowly stood up.

Zhu Feng supported the bedpost with one hand and covered his chest with the other, panting slightly: "Change clothes for me."

"…"

Nan Yan glanced at him, didn't say anything, just lowered his head and picked up the fur coat beside him and put it on for him.

As soon as the heavy fur coat was put on Zhu Feng's shoulders, he felt his whole body tremble, and he even stumbled two steps before barely standing still.

Weak clothes...

At this time, he was already burdened by wearing heavy clothes, so how could he still ride a horse and chase after Munch, who had no idea of ​​his life or death, in such a harsh environment?

Nan Yan gritted her teeth, tears were almost pouring out of her eyes, she could only lower her head to prevent him from seeing herself, standing in front of him, buttoning up one by one.

Feeling the trembling of her fingers, Zhu Feng looked down at her: "What's wrong?"

Nan Yan lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty."

"Ok?"

"Is the emperor still leaving?"

"…"

"Can't stop here? It's already at this time, is Munch's life and death really that important?"

"…"

The king's tent fell silent for a while.

I don't know how long it took before I heard Zhu Feng's hoarse voice, still smiling and gentle: "What's wrong with you?"

"…"

"It was you who accompanied me along the way, and it was you who ordered them to assemble and prepare to leave. Why did you persuade me at this time?"

"…"

"This is upside down, not like my concubine."

Nan Yan raised her head, her red eyes finally looked directly at Zhu Feng, and said softly, "It is the emperor's concubine who made the army gather."

"…"

"It's Nan Yan who wants the emperor to stop."

"…"

This made Zhu Feng startled.

However, it was only for a moment that he understood.

He smiled, stretched out his hand and gently twisted Nan Yan's face, but at this time, his twist was just a light stroke of his cheek with his fingers, and then said softly, "You."

"…"

"Have been a noble concubine for half your life, and now, you are still Nanyan."

Nan Yan looked up at him, just like in the past many years, but at this time, she needed to wrap her arms around his thin waist to make this man stand firm.

She asked softly: "Then, does the emperor want a noble concubine or Nanyan?"

Zhu Feng laughed and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"…"

"I only need you by my side."

"…"

"As for whether you are Sinan Yan or my concubine, does it matter that much?"

Nan Yan also laughed.

She slowly hugged Zhu Feng, put her face on his chest, and said softly, "So, whether it's the imperial concubine or Nan Yan, please stop the emperor, won't the emperor stop?"

His chest was so thin that he could hear the heartbeat. The powerful heartbeat in the past was so weak that it was almost impossible to perceive it at this time, but when Zhu Feng opened his mouth, what he said was—

"Don't be confused."

"…"

"You said it just now, I have said it long ago, I don't necessarily know when the prosperous world will come, but I know very well when it will leave."

"…"

"As soon as I stop, it's gone."

"…"

"So, Nan Yan, my concubine, you should know that I can't stop, I have to go on in my life, and I have to go on and on."

"…"

Hearing these words, Nan Yan didn't say anything, just buried his face in his arms.

A burst of warm dampness soaked Zhu Feng's chest.

After a long time, I heard a muffled voice, with a little tearful moisture, softly said: "Okay."

Zhu Feng laughed.

Soon, the clothes were changed.

Nan Yan personally opened the tent, and the cold wind immediately rushed into the king tent wrapped in snow foam, while Zhu Feng faced the wind and slowly walked out of the tent.

The heavy fur coat was pressing on his shoulders like a mountain. Although in the past, this shoulder had carried countless heavy burdens, but at this time, it was so heavy that he couldn't support him, and his whole body seemed pale. The ice and snow turned into ordinary, and it will be integrated into this vast snow field at any time.

Xiao Shunzi and Aunt Tongyun, who were standing outside the door, hurried forward to support him.

Nan Yan immediately waved his hand gently.

The two hurriedly stepped back, and she came over and personally supported Zhu Feng's arm. Zhu Feng glanced down at her, smiled slightly, and did not push her away, but touched her hand along her arm, and then tightened the slender hand that was now stronger than his. catch.

As if relieved, he put his weight on Nan Yan's body.

Nan Yan clasped his fingers tightly together and walked forward slowly, step by step.

The cold wind immediately swept away the little remaining heat from Zhu Feng's body. After a while, his hands and feet became cold, his cheeks became paler, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Cough cough cough..."

"emperor?"

Nan Yan reached out and stroked his chest.

Zhu Feng gasped and looked down at her, smiled and said, "It's okay."

"…"

"Let's go."

Although the words were very easy, his footsteps were heavier than one step at a time.

But his eyes kept looking straight ahead. In fact, he couldn't find any target on the vast snowfield for a long time. He could not see anything after walking for too long, and he would even suffer from snow blindness, but Zhu Feng's eyes seemed to be able to cross. Boundless snowfields, see farther, even where none of them can see.

Nan Yan looked into his eyes.

Zhu Feng said softly, "Nan Yan."

Nan Yandao: "The concubine is here."

"Where is the prince now?"

"...!"

Nan Yan was startled, looked up at him subconsciously, but saw that Zhu Feng was calm, he seemed to know everything, but he didn't say much, just stared blankly ahead.

Nan Yan was silent for a while, and then said softly: "According to the footsteps, it should be back to Beijing soon."

Zhu Feng nodded: "That's good."

Nan Yan thought about it for a while and said, "After years of experience, the prince has become more stable and mature, so the emperor doesn't have to worry anymore."

Zhu Feng said: "I didn't worry about him for a long time."

"What is the emperor worried about?"

"Peace of mind..."

"She is also in the capital."

"…"

Zhu Feng chuckled lightly.

Nan Yan immediately said: "It's her fault for being a daughter that made the emperor so worried. When she goes back, the concubine will punish her properly."

Zhu Feng chuckled again, and then said slowly, "That's it."

"…"

"She still has a temperament like yours. If she wants to be punished, she should be punished at the root."

Nan Yan also laughed, but in that smile, there was more bitterness than pleasure.

She said, "Yes."

Zhu Feng's footsteps were slower and heavier. At this time, they were not far from the assembled team. When they looked up, they could see Ying Shao leading the horse and waiting in front. Zhu Feng said as he walked: "Actually, , I'm not worried about her either. She has a good brother, no matter what I-"

Nan Yan's breath choked.

Zhu Feng continued: "After all, she will not be wronged."

Nan Yandao: "Don't say it, Your Majesty."

But this time, Zhu Feng didn't listen to her and continued to say, "It's just King Han..."

Nan Yandao: "King Han, what's wrong?"

"…"

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something, but after thinking about it for a while, he just smiled and said, "I'm not worried about this child."

"…"

"It's just that I have some regrets in my heart."

Nan Yandao: "What regrets does the emperor have?"

Zhu Feng said: "I, I failed to give the best to our children."

"…"

Nan Yan's footsteps stopped, sighed, and then smiled with red eyes: "The emperor said this again, the concubine never likes to listen to it. Could it be that the prince is not our child? The concubine watched him marry all the way. Wives have children, and they are married to relatives of concubines, and such kisses are added to each other, but the emperor said that they were divided."

Hearing this, Zhu Feng himself laughed.

He laughed, coughed lightly, and said, "I made a slip of the tongue."

Nan Yandao: "The emperor has already made a blunder today. You have no jokes, the emperor can't do it again."

"it is good,"

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "Listen to you."

Nan Yan supported him and was about to walk in front of Ying Shao, and said softly: "Actually, the emperor doesn't have to regret not giving the best to Cheng Jun, the emperor has already given the best to his concubine. If it's light, what's the point?"

Zhu Feng looked down at her: "What did I give you?"

Nan Yan also looked up at him, but did not speak, only slowly raised their interlocked hands, looked at the hands, and looked at him.

Zhu Feng immediately understood.

A gentle smile appeared on his pale face, and there was even a rare rosy cheek on his face, and even his eyes were more energetic than before.

He sighed softly, "It's you."

As soon as the words fell, they had already arrived.

Ying Shao, who was holding the horse, immediately stepped forward, as if to reach out to help Zhu Feng, but after thinking about it, he immediately retracted his hand and bowed cautiously to the Emperor.

His Majesty the Emperor was in the army and never needed anyone to help him when he mounted his horse.

Even at this time, he was so weak that no one dared to break his rules easily.

Seeing him like this, Zhu Feng smiled slyly, then waved his hand.

"Let's go."

Ying Shao received the order, and immediately turned around and waved his hand. Immediately, the soldiers who had been waiting in line immediately got on their horses and moved forward neatly. The snow foam raised by the horse's hoofs suddenly dazzled their eyes, like a snow fog.

Zhu Feng walked to his horse.

Nan Yan also let go of her hand subconsciously. At this time, she naturally wanted to back away, but unexpectedly, Zhu Feng did not let go of her. Not only did he not let go, but he used some strength to pull her back. .

Nan Yan was taken aback.

"emperor?"

Zhu Feng looked at her with a smile: "This time, you ride with me."

"…"

In the past, it wasn't that the two of them never rode together, but here was the army, and Zhu Feng was with the team. No matter how difficult the journey was, they rode their own horses and never rode together.

Now, Zhu Feng let her ride with him...

Nan Yan looked up at his face again. In the snow mist, his eyes were exceptionally bright. It seemed that he hadn't seen such clear and bright eyes for a long time. Even his back was straighter than before.

Nan Yan suddenly understood something.

A burst of sourness surged up from her chest, almost rushing up and out of her eyes.

But she gritted her teeth, suppressed the pain in her heart, smiled a little, and said, "That concubine is disrespectful."

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "Come, support me."

Nan Yan stopped talking and held his arm. Ying Shao on the other side knelt down and used his shoulder as his stepping stone. Zhu Feng finally stepped on the stirrup and turned on his horse, while Nan Yan briskly turned on his horse. back, sitting in front of him.

As soon as she sat firmly, Zhu Feng's hand wrapped around her waist from behind.

One hand wrapped around her waist, the other held the reins.

Nan Yan also stretched out his hand and clenched the reins together with him, feeling his heavy body clinging to her, even a little pressed against her back, Nan Yan did not straighten her back, but arched her back slightly. Make him more comfortable.

Immediately, he heard Zhu Feng's heavy breathing ringing in his ears.

He said, "Let's go."

Nan Yan nodded, and Ying Shao, who was beside him, had also turned on his horse and followed them closely. Nan Yan shook the reins, his legs tucked into the horse's belly, and the horse that sat down immediately ran forward.

It's just that I don't know if it was because the two people rode together to make it bear the weight, or if it even felt something. The horse no longer galloped like in the past, but just trotted forward. Although it was a little bumpy, in such a snow field. On, this forward speed is somewhat comfortable.

Nan Yan could feel that Zhu Feng's chin was resting on her shoulder, bumping little by little along with the bumps.

He is really tired.

But even so, it didn't stop.

Nan Yan held the reins in one hand, and the other hand touched the back of the hand that was holding his waist, pressed it hard, and then said softly, "Your Majesty..."

It took a long time for the person behind him to say "um".

The voice seemed a little tired, slow and heavy.

Nan Yan's throat was hoarse, and when she spoke again, her voice was so hoarse that it didn't look like hers. She whispered, "If the emperor is tired..."

The man behind him said, "I'm just getting on the road, and I'm tired there."

"…"

"I'm not tired."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty,"

Nan Yan clenched his hand and the reins, and said softly, "The concubine will not persuade the emperor to stop."

"…"

"The concubine will accompany the emperor and keep walking."

"…"

"We won't stop."

The person behind him let out a sigh of relief, as if relieved, but also as if he was sighing. After a while, he said, "It's fine if you understand."

So, the two continued on their horses.

After a long time, the snow foam raised by the horse's hooves in front of him had already slammed into Nanyan's face, melted by the exhaled hot air, and his face was wet, and even dripped with warm things, dripping down to the grip. on the hand with the reins.

The person behind him spoke again, his breath was already very weak.

Fortunately, it was in Nan Yan's ear, she could only hear his deep voice: "This time... tired, after you go back, you..."

"emperor,"

Nan Yan interrupted his words, and the melted snow on his face fell drop by drop: "Let's just go forward."

"…"

"Concubine, don't go back."

"…"

After a long silence behind him, he said, "You..."

After all, the snow and fog in the sky slowly dissipated, and in front of them, at the end of the boundless snow field, a little light seemed to rise from the horizon.

The light was dazzling, like a flame.

Nan Yan looked at the golden light in front of him, and in a trance, it seemed that he had suddenly returned to more than ten years ago. In the fire in the Jiaotai Hall, it was also in the same light, and a tall figure came out of the fire.

This is how it came into her life.

Over the years, she has not stopped, and has been following his footsteps, as if chasing that light.

Finally, she caught up with the light, and this person, who was by her side, would never be separated from her.

Nan Yan smiled and held his hand tightly, raised his head, and continued to ride his horse forward.

In the nineteenth year of Changping, the third emperor of the Yan Kingdom, Zhu Feng, went to the north to conquer the Kuang Kingdom, chased the monarch of the Ku Kingdom for thousands of miles, and died in Mobei. The emperor became seriously ill and died in Yumuchuan. His temple name was Taizong and his posthumous title was Renzhi Xiaowen Emperor, and he was buried in Changling Mausoleum.

In the same year, month and day, the imperial concubine Si Shi died and was buried with the emperor.