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

After listening to Ran Xiaoyu's guidance, Nan Yan walked forward for a while, and sure enough, he heard the sound of the river flowing gently, and saw the tall figure beside the river.

Zhu Feng is standing there.

Opposite him, the "end" of the vast grassland is the rolling mountains, and they have mentioned countless times-

Great Wall trench.

Nan Yan walked over gently and walked behind him.

Usually, Zhu Feng is very vigilant, he has the inherent sensitivity and intuition of a warrior, and he can feel it if anyone approaches him.

However, this time, he was motionless.

Nan Yan didn't know if he had heard his footsteps, but he didn't want to look back, or he didn't hear them at all, and didn't know what to do for a while.

At this moment, she felt that Zhu Feng's body was a little tight again, to the point of trembling, she finally couldn't help it, and whispered behind him: "The emperor."

"..."

Zhu Feng turned around abruptly.

Nan Yan saw that his face was still a little pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

She hurried to his expression, raised her hand and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What's the matter?"

"..."

Zhu Feng did not speak, but looked down at her.

Nan Yan looked at him with wide eyes: "Huh?"

After a while, he shook his head: "It's okay."

"..."

Judging from his appearance, of course it won't be all right.

However, Nan Yan didn't want to ask more, because he knew that there were some things that Zhu Feng hadn't said yet, probably, he couldn't.

She only whispered softly: "We may be going to the Great Wall today."

"..."

"Does the emperor really want to go?"

"Ok."

"Actually, the emperor doesn't need to go."

"..."

"I--"

"Don't tell me that you want to go up with Munch and Ajislan, and let me wait here."

"..."

Nan Yan originally wanted to say, why not?

However, seeing Zhu Feng's face and the look in his eyes, he immediately persuaded.

Muttering in my heart: I am thinking of you.

Zhu Feng snorted coldly and said, "Tell you, no matter what the outcome is this time, you will follow me back!"

"..."

Nan Yan lowered his head and said nothing.

Zhu Feng stared: "Huh? What are you thinking about?"

Nan Yan raised his head slightly, glanced at him, and said, "No matter what the result is..."

"..."

"The emperor thought, what should I do if I am really—the daughter of Princess Sui Guo?"

"What else can I do."

Zhu Feng looked at her and said stiffly: "No matter whose daughter you are, that's all in the past."

"..."

"Now, you are my woman!"

"..."

"This is the most important thing."

"But," Nan Yan said softly, "The ministers of the DPRK, I'm afraid they don't think so."

Previously, just because of that letter, it was revealed that he might be a member of the country, which caused an uproar. Now, it is not only a member of the country, but also the royal family of the country!

Can the ministers of the DPRK accept this fact quietly?

Zhu Feng said solemnly: "It's not their turn to think."

"..."

"Unless--" He stared into her eyes and said, "You don't want to follow me."

"..."

"You want to leave me!"

When he said these two sentences, Zhu Feng's whole person's breath became different, exuding the kind of breath that was almost violent, and Nan Yan felt blankly that the person in front of him was not a person, but a giant beast.

It's as if you want to swallow yourself in one bite.

Nan Yan did not speak, but looked at him quietly.

Then, she stepped forward gently and leaned her head in his arms.

Two hands wrapped around his waist.

For an instant, Zhu Feng felt that the flames in his body went out immediately.

He lowered his head and watched the little woman snuggle up to him obediently. The thin, haggard face made his heart soft again.

There was only a voice, and he was barely annoyed, but when he uttered, he had already changed the taste: "Huh——?!"

Nan Yan whispered: "Of course I don't want to go."

"..."

"I want to stay with the emperor forever."

"..."

"If God allows it."

Hearing her words, Zhu Feng's chest fluctuated again violently, and he stretched out his hand to gently wrap around her waist and said, "This kind of thing, you don't need God's permission."

"..."

"I want it, I want it!"

Nan Yan leaned in his arms, and smiled softly as he listened to these overbearing and childish words.

However, there is still a faint haze in the smile.

As in the distance, between the rolling mountains, there is always a cloud.

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After a while, the two of them returned from the river to the place where they were stationed. They washed a little bit. After breakfast, Munch and Ajislan walked over.

Munch had a slight smile as always.

"Last night, did you sleep well?"

"..."

Zhu Feng sat by the campfire and glanced at him.

When Nan Yan heard this, it was obviously just an ordinary question, but she couldn't help but remember what she did to Zhu Feng last night.

His face flushed with a brush.

Zhu Feng said lightly: "Very good."

Ajislan on the side kept watching Nan Yan, his eyes flickering slightly.

Munch smiled and said, "Just rest well."

"..."

"Because today, we may have to climb the mountain over there."

"..."

"If you don't have good physical strength, I'm afraid you can't support it."

As he said, he raised his finger into the distance.

Nan Yan also raised his head, looking at the mountains he was pointing forward, his face was a little pale.

To be honest, in the past few days, her physical strength is really not good, and I don’t know why. It is obvious that Zhu Feng is working hard when riding a horse. She only needs to lean in his arms obediently. Not the kind of weak woman who is sick.

But it just can't lift the spirit.

She rubbed her eyebrows a little annoyed. At this moment, Munch seemed to see her worries and bent down specially: "How about? Are you all right?"

Nan Yan looked up at him and immediately said, "I'm fine."

No matter what, it's already here.

Zhu Feng said, no matter what, take yourself back.

Moreover, now, only Munch has mastered the magic method that can determine his blood relationship, and he is the king of a country, and it is true that he can not get out of the palace every day like now, out of the city of Kulun, and wandering around on the grassland.

In other words, there is only one chance.

Must be grasped.

Seeing Munch bending down and watching Nan Yan's appearance tenderly, Zhu Feng's expression on the side sank slightly.

He said solemnly: "She's okay."

Munch smiled: "I, I'm just worried about her."

"I am here."