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

"I, is your family background!"

Hearing his words, even though he was full of grievances, Nan Yan felt that it was nothing at all.

Yes.

What are the past days?

Of those family members, it doesn't matter if she doesn't even want one of them, because immediately, she can have the one who she loves the most and treats her most tenderly.

Shouldn't such a person be his own-"family history"?

Nan Yan stretched out his hand, hugged Zhu Feng's thin and strong waist, and said softly, "The slave girl understands it."

Zhu Feng gently stroked her hair.

But at this moment, his mood was not as relaxed as Nan Yan nestled in his arms.

After all, this matter has not been investigated.

Of course he knew that Nan Yan would not lie to him. Where did the gray pigeon come from? She really didn't know who passed such a crucial news of breaking the enemy to her.

But if you don't know, it doesn't mean you will be in peace.

This matter, I'm afraid there is a deeper secret, he has to check again.

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Nanyan got up early the next morning.

After crying in front of Zhu Feng the day before and telling her grievances, she felt much more relaxed and got a stable and long sleep at night. After getting up, she was refreshed.

After breakfast alone, taking advantage of the sunshine, he happily went for a walk in the garden.

As I walked, I walked to the gate of the garden that day.

Far away, I heard a familiar voice.

"One——Two——"

Nan Yan walked over and saw that Zhu Chengxuan was indeed riding his horse, waving his fist under the supervision of Ran Xiaoyu.

However, he is still young and not strong enough. When he swings his fist, he always feels that he is about to fall.

Ran Xiaoyu said next to him: "Strength under your feet, start from the ground!"

"Oh……"

Zhu Chengxuan can only focus on his legs again.

But when he punches, it's messed up.

Ran Xiaoyu corrected him for a long time to get better, so he let him rest for a while. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Nan Yan slowly approaching, and she hurried forward: "Nan Yan? Are you better yet?"

Nan Yan smiled and held her hand: "I'm fine."

"The emperor won't let people come to disturb you these days, we can't even enter your yard."

"Ah...really?"

No wonder these days, I only saw Zhu Feng.

Nan Yan thought aggrieved, why everyone has forgotten himself as a "heritor", it turns out that he stopped people.

So he smiled and said, "I'm already fine."

At this time, Zhu Chengxuan also came over: "The female officer."

"Your Highness."

Nan Yan respectfully bowed to him, then smiled and said, "The medicine that His Royal Highness gave to the slave and maidservant is really effective, and the slave's hand is almost healed."

Looking at her hand, the scars disappeared a lot.

Zhu Chengxuan smiled so that his eyes curled up: "I know it works."

Sure enough, he was more interested in medical skills than in martial arts.

Nan Yan said again: "You are--"

The smile on Zhu Chengxuan's face immediately disappeared, and he lowered his head dejectedly.

Ran Xiaoyu sighed and said: "The emperor reprimanded His Royal Highness, saying that when he was facing the enemy at the head of the city..."

Zhu Chengxuan lowered his head in shame.

"So, let me continue to supervise your Royal Highness's daily martial arts practice, and I can't slack off."

"Oh……"

Ran Xiaoyu looked at Zhu Chengxuan's discouraged appearance, thought for a while, and said, "Nanyan, can you... can you tell the emperor. Your Majesty looks like this, it's really not suitable for martial arts."