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

"They want to lead out—Uncle?"

"..."

She said that, even she frowned.

Speaking of which, his wonderful and mysterious big uncle has been missing for more than 20 years.

Twenty years, although not the vicissitudes of life, but it is too long for a person.

Even for some people, it is already a lifetime.

And Si Boyan didn't know what he did, there was no news, and even all the things about him were overwhelmed, and no one was allowed to mention it.

Whether such a person is still alive, I am afraid it is hard to say.

Although it is not good to guess the life and death of an elder like this, in all fairness, even everyone thinks this way.

Otherwise, his spiritual position will not be enshrined in the family.

Although, covered with a layer of black gauze, it means that this matter is not completely certain.

Zhu Feng also said lightly: "Your uncle has disappeared shortly after the founding of Emperor Gao. In more than 20 years, whether he is still alive or not is uncertain."

"..."

"Unless the Kuo people can clearly find evidence that he is still alive."

"that--"

Nan Yan was puzzled, and whispered softly, "What is it that the people of Lai want to draw out?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

There was an indifferent expression on that cold face, as if he knew everything in his heart.

Nan Yan was taken aback by him.

However, Zhu Feng didn't say anything, instead he closed his eyes and refreshed himself.

In the carriage, it became quiet again.

Nan Yan looked at him for a while, and didn't dare to quarrel with him anymore, so she could only think **** her own.

The carriage continued to move forward, the carriage swayed, and she gradually became sleepy.

Last night, because of thinking about traveling today, I have not been able to fall asleep. At this time, I couldn't do anything or talk. In the swaying carriage, people gradually became a little drowsy.

She slowly closed her eyes.

The carriage continued to move forward, and when it suddenly passed a street, a stone knocked its wheel, and the entire carriage shook violently.

Nan Yan fell asleep without knowing it.

The whole person fell down.

A hand suddenly stretched out to support her.

There was a deep sigh in the carriage.

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At this moment, a big ship is driving on the river.

The wind, blowing Tong Yuhua's gray hair, made the old man who followed them all night look haggard.

Ajislan glanced at her, walked over and closed the cabin window.

When he turned around, he smiled and said, "Old man, you can rest for a while."

Tong Yuhua looked up at him, her muddy eyes looked a little confused: "Where are we going?"

"Didn't you say it yesterday?"

"..."

"Go find your son."

"my son……"

Tong Yuhua blinked, as if thinking of something again: "Yes, my son..."

"..."

"Go find him."

"..."

"I haven't seen him for a long time."

"..."

"It's time to visit him."

"Ok."

Tong Yuhua said happily, looked around, and said: "Let's go to see him by boat?"

They originally just crossed the river by boat, and then landed after passing through the port with strict inspections.

Ajislan can only perfuse her: "Yes."

Tong Yuhua suddenly looked up at Ajislan nervously, and said seriously: "These days, I'm afraid I'm going to encounter Guanyin storm. Let's take a boat to see Boyan, so be careful."

"..."

Ajislan looked at Tong Yuhua and raised her eyebrows slightly.

But immediately, he smiled and said, "Of course, the old lady can rest assured."

"..."

"I will give orders at once."

"..."

"You rest first."

"Hey."

Tong Yuhua was supported by him and lay down on the bed obediently, still muttering: "I'm going to visit my son. Boyan, Boyan..."

Ajislan looked at her for a while, turned around and walked out of the cabin, and immediately found a servant, and ordered: "Go down and check immediately, in the nearby waters, where will a storm be in this season. The storm is called Guanyin storm." ."

When the servant heard this, he was a little stunned: "Great King, don't we want to drive to Beiping immediately?"

"Don't worry, wait until the matter is cleared, and then talk."

"Yes."

The servant immediately turned around and went down.

Ajislan turned her head and glanced at the bed, Tong Yuhua who had fallen asleep in a daze.

People have been monitoring Si's family for so long, and of course he has long been informed that this old lady has been in a trance and unconscious state all the time.

But sometimes, she can say some sober words.

Like that letter--

They were all shocked when they learned that in the canonization ceremony of the noble concubine of the Yan country, they actually took out a letter left by the former secretary of Hongyou Temple, Si Zhongwen.

Another example, just now--

Going to see Si Boyan by boat, will you encounter Guanyin storm?

He murmured: "Maybe this time, I can find something new from you."

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With this sleep, Nan Yan slept very comfortably.

In the past few days, because of the quarrel with Zhu Feng, the cold war, and the grandmother being taken away, she almost never fell asleep.

Finally, I had a long sleep.

Moreover, when the whole person is sleeping, it is like pillowing on a warm cloud. When snuggling in, you can feel the familiar and very reassuring breath.

She hugged the cloud group tightly and sighed softly.

When she was holding it, she felt that the cloud group seemed to tighten and became a bit stiff.

She subconsciously hugged tighter.

What's wrong?

She reached out and touched it, slowly opening her eyes—

At a glance, I saw Zhu Feng, looking down at himself.

That gaze, I don't know if I was dreaming or had an illusion, it turned out to be very gentle.

It seems that these days, the estrangement and indifference between two people have disappeared.

Nan Yan was not sober, murmured: "The emperor..."

At this moment, Ye Wei's voice suddenly sounded outside: "The emperor."

"...!"

Nan Yan suddenly woke up from the chaotic dream, widened his eyes to look at Zhu Feng, then lowered his head and looked at herself.

I actually fell asleep.

more importantly--

He fell asleep with a pillow on his lap!

what happened? !

Like a spring, she suddenly sat up and looked at Zhu Feng blankly, but the gentle expression on that cold face that seemed to be an illusion was swept away.

He stared at her coldly and said: "Who let you sleep on my body?"

Nan Yan was ashamed and at a loss.

"Humph!"

"..."

However, I have slept for so long, did I just sleep on my head?