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

The two looked at each other.

Munch's pigeon.

These words came out of my mind involuntarily, without speaking, the two immediately walked towards the small courtyard.

Upon entering the door, it turned out that on the grass in the yard, the pigeon was almost cooing and walking around.

Zhu Feng's face sank in the setting sun.

Here again.

In the last reply, he had written so clearly, with the shrewdness of people like Munch, it is impossible not to see it, it was his own handwriting.

Actually come again.

Nan Yan hurriedly walked over to pick up the pigeon, and took a look at it. Sure enough, there was a small note on the ankle ring.

She looked up at Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng said with a calm face, "Look at what he wrote."

"Hey."

The warm walking time for the two people after dinner was so forcibly interrupted, and they returned to the room holding the pigeon. It was already late. Ran Xiaoyu lit the candlestick and brought it to the table. Nan Yan took out the note and took a look. .

This time, there are more words on it.

I really miss the beacon tower. The look of the cousin was different that day, I wonder if the happy event is approaching.

Nan Yan whispered, "It turns out that they can see it."

"Humph!"

Zhu Feng snorted unceremoniously.

Of course he knew that Nan Yan's appearance that day was seen by everyone. As long as he was not a fool, he could see that Nan Yan was pregnant.

However, being asked by Munch in such a close tone made him very uncomfortable.

He said coldly: "Your cousin, it's all fine."

Nan Yan glanced at him carefully and said softly: "Then, the emperor, do I want to return to him?"

Last time, she was worried that her correspondence with Munch would be accused of "fornicating foreign affairs", but because Zhu Feng helped her answer it, there was nothing to worry about.

This time, come again.

Zhu Feng thought for a while with a calm face, and narrowed his eyes: "Of course I want to return."

"..."

"Why don't you return."

He asked Ran Xiaoyu to bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone over, and cut a piece of paper into small pieces as before, and then picked up the pen himself and wrote a few words on it.

Nan Yan took a look--

pregnant. Don't read it.

It's such a simple four words again.

Only this time, she didn't even think about whether these few words were too perfunctory, because last time they were so perfunctory. Didn't Munch reply to her as usual?

I just don't know if Munch will be irritated this time.

Or will you continue to reply?

For some reason, Nan Yan felt a little expectant.

She raised her head and looked at Zhu Feng's gloomy face under the candlelight. He rolled the paper and put it back into the dove's ankle. When Nan Yan took a handful of millet to feed the pigeon, the two of them held it and walked under the eaves and put the pigeon back.

it's getting dark.

The gray pigeon quickly turned into a black spot and merged into the dark sky.

Nan Yan turned his head and looked at Zhu Feng. Seeing that his eyes were cold, as if wishing that the pigeon would never return.

After a while, the two went to bed.

That night, because he was nestled in Zhu Feng's arms, Nan Yan slept very well. She opened her eyes early in the morning, and Zhu Feng had not left yet.

Only closed his eyes and slept beside her.

It is really a happy thing to see him when I open my eyes.

Especially when I look at the stern face on weekdays, only at this time will my expression appear soft. Moreover, those eyes that are introverted and sharp as swords all the time, compared to this moment, the long eyelashes are covered with thin. On the eyelids.

It turned out to be handsome and gentle.

If Zhu Feng knows what she thinks, I am afraid she will lose her temper again and scold her for fainting.

Nan Yan couldn't help covering her mouth, and smiled twice.

This smile, accompanied by a shock, made Zhu Feng slowly wake up from his sleep, opened his eyes, and there were some dreams and mist in his eyes.

Gave her a look.

Nan Yan immediately pursed his mouth and said nothing.

"Well--"

Zhu Feng murmured, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he held her in his arms.

Nan Yan also leaned in obediently.

However, she knew that Zhu Feng was on the way to sober at this time.

Sure enough, after a while, his already sober voice sounded over his head: "What time is it?"

"It's almost hour."

"Well, it's too late."

"It's still early, if the emperor is tired, get some more sleep."

"No, there is still something to do today."

He said, yawned, then let go of her and sat up from the bed. Nan Yan also sat up, took a dress from the side and put it on his shoulder.

After all, autumn is already a little bit cool.

"What else? The emperor hasn't rested for a few days, his eyes are red."

Zhu Feng looked back at her and smiled: "You still feel sorry for me."

Nan Yan leaned on his back and stretched out his hands to embrace his thin waist.

"My man, of course I feel bad."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng only felt that some of his stiff muscles twitched even more. He slowly turned around, looked at Nan Yan, grabbed her over, and kissed her lips fiercely.

"Well--!"

Nan Yan was caught off guard, her eyes widened.

Zhu Feng's kiss came fiercely and fiercely, as if he wanted to hurt her. He couldn't control his strength at all. Two hands firmly tightened the thin body in his arms and bit her lip. valve.

His domineering aura, all of a sudden, encroached on her.

Want her!

There was a mess in his mind, and a fire was burning.

Only this sentence was the only remaining consciousness, but it burned away his other reason.

Want her!

Just when he couldn't help it, and almost pressed Nan Yan under him, he suddenly touched her slightly bulging abdomen, and suddenly, there was a basin of ice water poured down in his mind.

All of a sudden the flame in his body was extinguished.

He raised his head and saw the little woman in his arms, her lips were red and swollen from being bitten by him, still trembling slightly, and the water mist dispersed in his eyes for some unknown reason.

The innocent and delicate appearance made him even more intolerable just by looking at it.

No way!

In my mind, it is simply fighting between heaven and man.

He himself knows his desires too well. He wants her, wants to overwhelm her, wants to touch her, wants to hug her hard, wants to make her hug him tightly, like those nights in the past. One.

but--

No way!

She is pregnant with Liujia, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible!

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath of cold air like every time in the past, and then turned his head to one side, not looking at her.

Waiting for the flame in the body to slowly descend.