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

It was pitch black in front of him, only the center of the open window, the cold moonlight shining in, barely reflected the tall outline in front of him.

"Nanyan?"

In the ear, Zhu Feng's familiar voice sounded.

One of his hands was still touching her face, feeling her panting, cold sweat on her head.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak.

Her heart was beating like thunder. At that moment, she almost suffocated her breathing and opened her eyes in horror. Only then did she clearly see the familiar face in front of her.

It is Zhu Feng.

It's him.

Just now, how could you dream of Ajislan?

She was a little panting, her lips trembled slightly: "The emperor...?"

Zhu Feng had already sat on the side of the bed, reached out his hand to lift her from the bed, and hugged her firmly into his arms: "It's me."

"..."

"You have a nightmare, right?"

"..."

"Scared?"

Nan Yan stretched out his trembling hand, hugged his thin waist, leaned into his arms, and smelled the familiar breath of him, and then he had a real feeling.

She whispered softly: "The emperor..."

With a little choking in his voice, he was buried in his arms soon.

It was not long before Zhu Feng walked in from the outside, still carrying the coldness of the night breeze, but at this time, holding this soft and fragrant body in his arms, he immediately felt a little hot.

It ignites from deep in the body.

He was silent for a while, and went to bed slowly, the arm that was holding her was not loosened at all, and the two people hugged tightly.

He said, "What's the matter?"

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak, but shook his head gently in his arms.

However, I can clearly feel this little body in my arms trembling all the time.

He thought about it, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and lifted that little face.

The light in the room was too dim, and I could barely use the moonlight coming in from the window to see the outline of the thin face and the bright eyes, which sparkled even in the dim light.

But, it seems to be tears.

When I saw her like this, the fire in Zhu Feng's body burned even harder.

Already, a long time.

Since the last time the two people were in the palace and they had a dispute over Concubine Ning's affairs, they have not had a room with each other.

Even on the boat, Nan Yan stayed in his room night and night, and the two slept on the same couch.

However, he did not touch her either.

He wants to hug her.

Now, this desire has been clamoring, like a beast that can't be closed, struggling and roaring in his skin and almost rushing out of his body.

That kind of flame rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head in an instant.

He bowed his head and caught her lips.

Nan Yan opened her eyes wide, and there were even tears in her eyes, but she was too late to say anything. She felt that Zhu Feng's hands were uncontrollably exerting force, and the sound of tearing the cloth sounded in the darkness.

Her naked body was quickly exposed to the cold night air.

But it's not cold.

He lit a fire in her body.

In the darkness, she could only see his slightly arched back, showing a majestic sense of strength under the cold moonlight.

In my ears, there were even bells ringing in the distance.

Nan Yan gradually fell into the darkness under his fiery attack.

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The next morning, she opened her tired eyes.

At a glance, I saw Ran Xiaoyu standing by the bed.

"Manny," she whispered: "Are you okay?"

"..."

Nan Yan was a little bit overwhelmed.

What is it, okay?

However, I don't seem to be very good.

The whole body was sour and soft, as if being run over by a carriage, the bones of his whole body were broken into slag, and he couldn't lift a finger for a long time.

After finally accumulating a bit of strength, raised his hand, only to find--

My body, it seems, is naked!

The skin was directly attached to the thin quilt, and she could clearly feel the strangeness, she subconsciously lifted the corner of the quilt and looked down—

"Hey?!"

Why are the clothes broken into pieces?

At this time, a few pictures flashed in her mind, the harsh sound of the cloth tearing in the darkness last night, and the deep breathing of Zhu Feng, echoing in her ears. With.

As if the tide is surging, waves hit her.

Nan Yan's eyes widened all of a sudden, and her face gradually turned red from the pale frightened just now.

Ran Xiaoyu, who was on the side, couldn't stop blushing.

She coughed lightly: "The emperor came last night."

"what?"

"When the servant came over in the morning, I saw him go out."

"..."

"I also specifically ordered not to wake up my mother."

"..."

"So, the servants have been guarding here."

"..."

Nan Yan was silent forever, as if he couldn't recover his senses. After a while, he said stupidly, "The emperor has been here?"

"Ok."

Then, those last night, are not dreams?

Only if I dreamed that Arislan suddenly appeared in front of me was a nightmare.

Nan Yan couldn't help but blush, especially when she looked at Ran Xiaoyu's smile, she was even more embarrassed. She could only whisper, "You, find me some clothes."

Ran Xiaoyu was ready by her side, but said, "Would you like to take a shower, Niang?"

"Forget it."

Nan Yan shook his head. At this time, he didn't care about it.

She quickly put on her clothes and washed herself.

The body is still a little weak.

Although, last night, I was almost always in a dazed, half-dream and half-awake state, but still vaguely remembered his enthusiasm.

Two people, after all, have been in the same room for a long time.

She also knows how vigorous this man is.

but--

I can't help but feel a little confused.

Isn't Qin Ruolan here?

Moreover, the two of them have been in that quiet room for the past two days, and no one is allowed to disturb them.

Although, as long as Zhu Feng said that he was talking about things, he must be talking about things. It is impossible to declare adultery in Taoist temples day by day, but at night--

Are there neither of them?

Nan Yan felt a little strange, but couldn't tell what was strange.

After getting dressed and tidying up a bit, she left the room.

But I found that it was quieter outside.

Except for a few doorways where one or two Taoist boys can be seen standing, in other places, those Taoist priests are no longer visible.

Nan Yan walked to the quiet room where Zhu Feng was, and saw that there were no Taoist guards here.

She frowned, and was about to come forward to knock on the door, when she heard the voice of Concubine Ning from the side——

"The emperor is not there."

"...?"

Nan Yan's mood was fairly relaxed, but the moment he heard this sound, he sank slightly.

She turned her head and saw Concubine Ning standing on the other side of the courtyard.

Holding a bamboo basket in his hand.

Nanyan Road: "Where did he go?"