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

He obviously wanted to speak, but Qin Ruolan found that he couldn't make a sound.

As soon as she looked at Zhu Feng's gloomy face, her whole body trembled, and she could only make a gritty sound in her throat, unable to speak a word.

"What did you tell her?!"

Suddenly, Zhu Feng let out a low growl!

Qin Ruolan trembled unconsciously. She took a deep breath and said, "Nothing to say."

"..."

"I, I just told her, said... us, the past."

"..."

Zhu Feng's whole body froze.

The silence in the room can be clearly felt, and his breath is choked.

And Qin Ruolan looked at him with tears in his eyes.

The two people faced each other in silence like this.

I don’t know how long, she heard Zhu Feng murmur: "The past..."

He stood up and walked over step by step.

In the past, when they approached like this, Qin Ruolan would still feel his heartbeat even if his face was indifferent. The breath of this man and everything about him were fascinating.

But at this moment--

She felt that a beast approached her.

Qin Ruolan stepped back almost subconsciously, but only two steps back before hitting the wall behind him.

She has never seen Zhu Feng like this.

Even if the "past" that belonged to them, she had irritated him and made him angry, but there was no such breath that seemed to crush everyone and made her fear.

He would tear himself to pieces at any time.

Zhu Feng walked up to her and stared straight into her eyes.

The voice was still calm, but there was a bit of chilling pressure in his tone, and he said word by word: "I don't care what you say to her, you'd better pray that she won't have anything to do."

"..."

"I must pray even more, I can get her back!"

After speaking, he turned and walked out quickly and opened the door.

When the people outside heard the roar just now, they were all waiting outside with a little horror. They saw Zhu Feng's face gloomy, and his anger did not retreat, and he said in a deep voice: "Leave now!"

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In a blink of an eye, a month passed.

Entering midsummer.

Nan Yan sat on the bed, fanning her grandmother, watching her slowly fall asleep, and then heaved a sigh of relief, then put down the fan and walked out of the cabin.

As soon as she got on the deck, she felt a gust of river breeze blowing on her face with the coolness of water, making her a lot more comfortable.

Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood on the bow, looking at the scenery on both sides of the strait.

The majestic mountains and rivers are also very different from before.

Estimating their itinerary, they should already be on the border of Shandong.

Ahead, there are many mountains.

Faintly, you can hear the surging loud noise, as if the earth thunders.

What's that sound?

There was some doubt in my heart, and Azilan's voice came from behind, saying: "There is the Yellow River. The canal and the Yellow River are about to meet."

As soon as Nan Yan turned his head, he saw him walking to his side.

But as soon as he saw him, Nan Yan's face sank, and immediately turned around to walk towards the cabin.

"Si Nanyan,"

Ajislan said: "You really don't have to be so alert, I won't hurt you."

Nan Yan stopped and said coldly: "If you said this before you took my grandmother away, I might still believe it."

"..."

"If you didn't use my grandmother's safety to force me to board your ship, I might still believe it."

"..."

"but now--"

Ajislan was silent for a while, then slowly walked to her side, and said: "Have you ever thought that you might really be a native of Kuoguo."

"..."

"More likely, it's my relatives."

Nan Yan's thin shoulders twitched slightly.

But she took a deep breath and said, "There is nothing for sure, I don't want to think about it."

"But maybe soon, you can be sure."

"is it?"

Nan Yan slowly turned around, looked at Ajislan's deep face in the sun, and said, "Do you have any way to prove my background?"

Ajislan said: "Our wizards have a secret technique that can determine the blood relatives of people."

"..."

"As long as you arrive in the country, everything will be the truth."

"..."

"Maybe at that time—"

Nan Yan interrupted him calmly, and said faintly: "Which country I am from does not prevent me from hating committing crimes, and like being honest."

"..."

Ajislan held her arms and looked at her with piercing eyes.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, and said: "I kind of understand why Zhu Feng would rather risk the world's disgrace, and must include you in the harem and be his woman."

"..."

"His hands and feet are fast."

Nan Yan frowned.

She faintly felt that this was not a good thing, so she glanced at Ajislan, and she was about to turn back to the cabin without answering this.

But just after two steps, they felt that their boat was turning around.

She could not stand firmly and almost fell down.

At this moment, Ajislan dashed up, held her in his arms, and said, "Be careful!"

Nan Yan was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

Hastened to stand firm and pushed him away immediately.

Ajislan was still smiling, not embarrassed to be resisted at all, but Nan Yan frowned and looked around, faintly feeling something wrong.

Their ship is entering another channel.

It seems that it is about to be ready to dock.

She said, "Are we going ashore?"

Ajislan nodded: "That's right."

"Here, it's not Peking."

"of course not."

"That you--"

Having said this, she herself hesitated.

Even if asked, Ajislan would not tell her about her plan.

On the way, she wanted to confuse him more than once, but she never confided a word.

Although this man looks very kind, his scheming is not simple at all.

However, she faintly felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, from the previous words that Ajislan "tempted" her, he could hear that he was going to take them to the country of Lao, so he must go through Beiping.

The end of this canal is in Peking.

But here, they just went ashore at the Shandong border.

Do they have to go overland the next way?

The facts also proved her guess. When they slowly reached the shore, Nan Yan disembarked with the somewhat confused Tong Yuhua, and she saw that there was already a carriage waiting for them on the dock.

After getting on the carriage, they left the pier.

However, it is not going north.

Nan Yan looked at the sun in the sky and judged their direction.

At this time, they were clearly walking along the official road to the west.

If she is not wrong, the surging sound she heard on the river before should be the Yellow River in front, not far in front, where the canal and the Yellow River meet.

Then, they go west, isn't it just—