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

Looking at this line of fine print, Zhu Feng's brows frowned.

He suddenly couldn't say those words of scolding.

Zhu Chengxuan was so scared that he wiped his tears with his sleeves. After a while, his eyes swelled up, and he choked up and said, "My father taught me the truth, my son knew he was wrong, so my son would never dare anymore."

"..."

Zhu Feng frowned and remained silent for a while, and finally let out a sigh, and then said: "You, I heard that you went to the magistrate during the day?"

"Yes."

"Did you give her medicine?"

"what?"

Zhu Chengxuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little depressed in his heart. Why didn't he tell him if he had agreed?

Suddenly he lowered his head and gave a dull "um".

At this time, I am afraid I will kneel in the study all night.

"..."

Zhu Feng's brows frowned even tighter.

No wonder, Nan Yan's spirit has not been very good these past two days, but today, the spirit has improved a lot.

The doctors in the house, as well as the imperial doctor, were helpless before the corpse gas she inhaled.

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, sat in a chair, and said to him: "You get up first."

Only then did Zhu Chengxuan get up from the ground.

Zhu Feng looked at his son with a complicated expression-he was called the biggest "wrong" son in his life.

The rumors in the palace are not wrong, and everyone knows it in the Yan Palace.

He doesn't like this son.

There is nothing in this son that makes him like it.

However, in the end, I haven't seen the blood family relationship for more than half a year. This time when he returned to Beiping, he still wanted to treat him mildly, but when they met, he was still so thin.

Not only did he not grow tall, he didn't even have much flesh on his body.

The look of a weak scholar makes him angry at the sight.

But now, holding the medical book in his hand, I can't get any breath.

He coughed, making his voice as heavy as possible, and said: "I, it's not that you don't want you to know these things."

"..."

"I have been fighting all year round and have suffered countless injuries. Sometimes, I also diagnosed and treated myself."

"...!"

Zhu Chengxuan looked at him in surprise.

From childhood to adulthood, when Zhu Feng saw him reading a medical book, he definitely scolded his head and covered his face, and even the bamboo sticks interrupted many roots.

Why now, he would say something like this?

Did you hear me right?

Seeing Zhu Chengxuan's stunned look and his eyes widened, Zhu Feng had a straight face again and said, "But, as my son, you should read more about the military books!"

"..."

"You know, soldiers can't be abandoned, and if you abandon them, you will call for bandits!"

Zhu Chengxuan sniffed, and said cautiously: "Emperor father, my son thinks that since the emperor's accession to the throne, the world is peaceful, Haiyan Heqing, even if my son doesn't practice martial arts, he--"

Without finishing his words, Zhu Feng's face sank suddenly.

"shut up!"

With a thunderous roar, the roof was shaking, and Zhu Chengxuan shrank in fright.

Zhu Feng said angrily: "The world is peaceful? Haiyan Heqing? Is this what you saw?"

"..."

"You are so short-sighted, how do you deserve to be my son?!"

"..."

"You think the world is peaceful, Haiyan Heqing, but there is still someone hanging a knife on your head, Peiping, war is about to go!"

"what?"

Zhu Chengxuan looked at him in astonishment, frightened.

Zhu Feng fiercely threw the medical book in his hand to the ground, and said angrily: "From today, you will practice martial arts for four hours every day, and I will personally intervene. Then, you will go up to the city to kill the enemy!"

After speaking, he walked away.