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

At the mention of Concubine Ning Qin Ruolan, Zhu Feng's breath sank.

Nan Yan's body trembled slightly in his arms.

This woman has always existed in her heart, and his side is like a lingering shadow between two people.

Even more frightening is that she is still there.

May appear in front of oneself at any time.

Every time I heard her before, Zhu Feng would inevitably get angry, angry, and walk away, but this time, his breath sank and frowned, but he was not really angry.

Just bowed his head and looked at this cautious little woman in his arms.

After a long silence, he said, "Nanyan, do you know how old I am this year?"

Nan Yan immediately said, "The emperor is thirty-one this year."

"That's right," he stretched out his hand and stroked her smooth back, as if stroking a cat to give her a smooth hair, and said slowly: "And you are only in your early twenties."

"Twenty-one."

"When you reach the age of thirty-one, there will definitely be things in your life that you don't want to mention or even think about."

"..."

"As far as I know you, I can't be a blank sheet of paper."

Putting it on his chest, listening to his words, his voice was lower than usual, as if it was coming from deep, very deep.

Nan Yan listened and nodded slightly.

indeed.

Whether it is Zhu Feng or himself, it cannot be a blank sheet of paper.

When Zhu Feng met her, he had his wives and concubines, and even had a son.

And when he met him, he was already the servant of Emperor Wen, and even had a life experience like a mystery.

No one knows what will happen in the future.

She did not dare to imagine that the man who broke into the Jiaotai Hall in the fire would become the arbiter of all emotions in the rest of her life.

But this time, I just heard him say that Ye Quan's story was so hard to tell.

In the first half of his life, he had experienced so many ups and downs, uncanny changes, and how many stories left him unable to tell?

"There are still many unspeakable stories in my half of my life."

Nan Yan sighed lightly.

At this moment, Zhu Feng lowered his head again, rubbed her forehead with his chin, and said softly: "But you--in the future, I will tell you when the right time comes."

"..."

"Now, you are pregnant..."

"..."

"I don't want you to be affected by anything that has passed. You can take care of yourself and wait until the child is born."

"..."

"In short, we have a lifetime, we can always say something."

Hearing what he said, Nan Yan felt soothed in his heart. After a long silence, he nodded gently in his arms.

Indeed, they have a lifetime.

She can wait.

And now, maybe he and she should think more about the child in his stomach. After all, some time ago, they both owed the child too much.

Just thinking about it, there was a grunt in my stomach.

Zhu Feng was startled for a while, and when he looked down, Nan Yan's face was flushed with shame.

Why does it happen every time?

Shame to death!

Zhu Feng couldn't help but laughed, and said, "Are you hungry? You haven't been awake for the past two days, so you can only give you some soup and porridge. Now I wake up and eat something."

"Ok."

As Ran Xiaoyu said, the kitchen was always prepared. Zhu Feng passed on a word, and after a while, a table full of Dangdang food was delivered.

She rinsed for a while, then sat down and started eating.

Although she woke up, she couldn't eat too much all at once. She drank a bowl of porridge, added half a bowl, ate a small piece of loose meat and rolled crisps, and ate a chicken leg.

In fact, I did not eat less.

Zhu Feng was next to him, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Although he kept saying not to eat too much, when he saw her eating so satisfied, he couldn't help picking up vegetables for her.

He waited until Nanyan was full of alcohol and food before he picked up the bowl and swept all the remaining things into his stomach as if the autumn wind swept the leaves.

Then Li Langzhong came.

In fact, everyone is already familiar with it, but this time, Nan Yan’s identity is no longer a Shangbao female officer, but a noble concubine. Therefore, she was rushed back to the bed, put down the curtain, and Li Langzhong put a silk scarf on her wrist. , Check her pulse.

Zhu Feng stood by and asked, "How?"

Li Langzhong hurriedly got up and said to Zhu Feng: "Return to the emperor, the imperial concubine empress was overworked and her fetal gas was overworked. However, the empress herself is still very strong. As long as the rest of the time rests peacefully, the fetus will be safe. "

Nan Yan couldn't help laughing when she heard it.

Zhu Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

He said: "Well, during this time, you should take good care of you, come and ask for your pulse every day without delay."

"Yes."

Li Langzhong saluted Nanyan inside the curtain again, and then backed out with the medicine box on his back.

Zhu Feng lifted the curtain with one hand, and saw Nan Yan sitting on the bedside with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but smile. He sat down and held her hand in his palm.

"Have you heard, please rest assured."

"Know it."

Rarely, Zhu Feng would be so long-winded.

However, Nan Yan clearly knew that he was worried about himself and the child in his stomach.

The two were leaning together. Suddenly, they heard a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Ran Xiaoyu's voice sounded outside the door——

"Old lady, wait a moment, let the slave and maid go in and report. The emperor is inside."

"I want to see Nan Yan, my granddaughter, she's back..."

"You wait a moment."

Upon hearing that voice, Nan Yan immediately understood that it was Tong Yuhua.

She hurriedly said: "Grandma!"

Zhu Feng heard it too. He got up from the bed and said to the outside: "Xiaoyu, invite the old man in."

"Yes."

Ran Xiaoyu was being overwhelmed by Tong Yuhua. After all, the grandmother wanted to see her granddaughter, but the emperor was inside. It would be her fault if the emperor was disturbed by any chance.

Fortunately, the emperor spoke, and she led Tong Yuhua in.

As soon as he entered the door, Tong Yuhua saw Nan Yan sitting on the bedside and hurriedly walked over: "Nan Yan!"

"grandmother!"

Nan Yan stretched out his hands and hugged her.

Both of them couldn't help crying.

Zhu Feng watched this scene and silently stepped aside.

Tong Yuhua hugged Nan Yan, patted her on the back with one hand, and said, "Why did you leave? Why don't you care about my old lady?"

"..."

It turned out that her memory was confused.

At that time, it was Nan Yan who asked her to send her back. As a result, in her opinion, it was Nan Yan who was no longer by her side, as if she didn't care about her anymore.

Nan Yan hurriedly said, "Grandma, Nan Yan didn't care about you."

"..."

"I just—went to find a mother..."