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

Indeed, he did not sleep well these two nights.

Before, it was the one called Xia, which was inexplicable—it was said that he was taken to bed by himself; last night, when Ye Xu was left at night, of course he didn’t make any moths, but for the nightmare that had entangled him for many years, just a little bit. There is no way.

Moreover, after entering the imperial city, that nightmare appeared more frequently than before.

He Yi looked at the dark circles under his eyes, and whispered: "The prince is now tied to everything, so he should take his breath away."

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent, looking at He Yi with blinking eyes.

He didn't tell He Yi that as long as Sinan Yan stayed by his side, the nightmare that had troubled him for so many years would be different, but looking at He Yi's eyes and the way he talked, it seemed that he had already seen something.

But this feeling is very bad.

He is not afraid of being peeped through by Heyi, but he doesn't like the feeling of being held by others, as if he can't do anything without Zhu Feng.

Especially, that humble servant.

Thinking about this, his face became darker: "This king knows it himself."

He Yi glanced at him, after all, he said nothing, and stepped back silently.

And this night, as expected.

When he woke up the next morning, Zhu Feng's face was already gloomy as the weather outside—it was still dark, but he had a premonition that it would be gloomy today. The dull air weighed everyone's heart out.

Ye Xu packed up everything early, and He Yi came, looking at Zhu Feng’s gloomy face, and after a while silence, he finally said, "Master, the weather should not be so good today, so don’t go on horseback. Go in the carriage."

"Ok."

"Since you are in a carriage, you might as well take another person."

Zhu Feng looked up at him.

He Yi said: "Didn't the prince let Sinanyan stay with him as an errand? She has also been resting for several days. Can't she let her rest forever?"

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while and finally said, "Ye Yu, go and call her."

Ye Xu agreed to go, and after a while, he hurried to Nangong Gate with Sinan Yan, where there was already a carriage waiting.

When Nan Yan walked outside the carriage, he hesitated: "Ye Yu, where are we going?"

Ye Xu said, "Don't ask so much, get in the car first, and talk about it when you get in the car."

Nan Yan couldn't, so he could only let him hold his hand, opened the curtain and got into the carriage.

However, as soon as she got into the car, she was stunned.

Zhu Feng was sitting in the carriage, looking at her coldly.

As soon as Ye Yin entered Yeting, he hurriedly pulled her out, saying there was something important, and then took her up to the carriage, but he didn't say from start to finish, the king of Yan was in the carriage. in!

At this moment, the two people faced each other, and Nan Yan froze there for a while.

In the past two days, she could stay in Ye Ting with an illness. It was originally a very easy thing, but every moment of these two days was a torment for her.

Her heart seemed to be pierced with thousands of needles. It was obviously not a severe pain, but it still made her unable to calm down.

At this moment, as soon as she saw Zhu Feng, the previous scenes appeared in her mind, especially when she thought of him coldly saying to herself, "There are many women who want to climb on this king’s bed, but not everyone can. "But the next day, Xia Yunting served him on his bed...

When she thought of this, Nan Yan only felt a soreness in her chest, she immediately lowered her head, took a deep breath, and then calmly said: "Well, your Royal Highness Yan."