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

Because he was going to the Jinlou, Zhu Feng didn't let anyone follow him anymore. Instead, he took the lantern from the young eunuch's hand, and took Nan Yan's hand and walked into the small building.

Slowly walked up from the inclined ladder beside the open hall on the first floor.

The stairs are not high. Although it seems that no one often walks here, the handrails of the stairs are still cleaned. Obviously, Wu Yingqiu was very careful about driving this time.

Two people went up to the second floor.

Sure enough, the second floor is also an open house.

However, it was obviously smaller than the first floor, and because it was late, someone had already come up and closed the doors and windows without lighting.

Zhu Feng raised the lantern in his hand and looked in front of him, and he could see that there were many tables and chairs on this floor, small tables, with all kinds of antiques on them.

There are also many paintings hanging on the wall.

It's just dark and can't see clearly, but if you want to come, it should be a masterpiece.

Of course, this is nothing in the eyes of any high official.

What's more, this is the royal palace.

So, after just two glances, the two of them continued to walk upstairs.

The inclined ladder from the second floor to the third floor was longer than the inclined ladder from the first floor to the second floor. Zhu Feng was carrying a lantern in front and Nan Yan in his other hand. Two people carefully climbed this step.

When I took it, I walked up and saw the door locked.

Above, there is a brass lock hanging.

It's really locked.

Zhu Feng's face was also slightly darkened by the dim light of the lantern.

He released Nan Yan's hand, stretched it over, and stroked the brass lock.

I don't know how long it has been locked, and green patina has grown on the brass lock. Obviously no one has opened the lock, let alone entered.

Just like these years...

Zhu Feng took a deep breath, then turned around, facing the south flue: "Well, we--"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Nan Yan holding a black and lacquered thing in his hand and smashing it towards the brass lock.

"Crack!"

In the darkness, the sound of that sound made Zhu Feng startled.

"what are you doing?"

Zhu Feng subconsciously reached out and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from smashing it a second time, and lifted the lantern to take a look.

Good guy, this girl actually took a brick in her hand.

No wonder she was just downstairs when she ran to the flower garden to fiddle for a long time. It turned out to be a brick.

Zhu Feng's eyes widened in shock: "What are you doing?"

"..."

Nan Yan didn't say a word, still waved the brick in his hand, and then slammed at the brass lock.

Zhu Feng grabbed her hand forcefully: "Stop!"

He didn't stop sternly, but shouted in a low voice. In this dimly lit small building with only the two of them, he seemed a little depressed.

After changing anyone, I probably couldn't believe the situation.

Sinanyan, who was always gentle and kind, would actually take a brick to tap the door lock, but Zhu Feng, who has always been violent and bloodthirsty, wanted to stop this "violent" person.

The two people have a strange, reversed feeling.

Nanyan said: "The emperor, when I smash this, let's go in and take a look."

"You, you stop me."

Zhu Feng couldn't laugh or cry, grabbed her thin arm and couldn't force it, so he could only wrap the other hand holding the lantern and take her into his arms.

"What are you doing?"

Nan Yan was taken into his arms by him, looked up at him, and said, "The emperor must want to go in and have a look, right?"

"..."

"I'll just open the lock for you."

"..."

"I know the emperor wants to see it, but no one will open the lock of Emperor Gao, and the emperor himself--the emperor is unwilling to do it."

A stubborn person like Zhu Feng was "not waiting to be seen" by Emperor Gao since he was a child. In his heart, he also began to close himself in the relationship between father and son.

If you don't want me, I won't want you either.

Therefore, he would never take the initiative to come and see something.

"I'll just do it."

Zhu Feng was a little startled for a while.

For so many years, he has always been a man who has been galloping across the northern land, fighting on the battlefield and protecting the country of Yan.

But at this moment, he felt a sense of being protected.

Looking down at the little woman in her arms, she didn't know what to say when she heard a very small, squawking sound.

Both turned their heads to look.

Under the swaying light of the lantern, they saw that the door knocker locked by the brass lock had been slapped.

This time it fell down.

Nan Yan said in surprise: "Look, the emperor, it's already opened."

"you--"

"The emperor, if you want to punish your concubine, wait until you see what's inside."

At this time, Nan Yan already felt a little "feeling and arrogant", put down the brick in his hand, hurriedly went to open the door, and then pulled Zhu Feng into it.

And Zhu Feng was really pulled in by her.

The door opened.

Inside, there was an indescribable smell.

I don't know how many years, this third floor has not been opened, and no one has come in. Because the doors and windows are closed, the inside is not too dirty, but there is a thin layer of dust on everything.

Nan Yan saw at a glance that there was a tray on a table in front of him.

There is a layer of soft brocade on it.

On the brocade, there is a gold ingot.

It should be what Wu Yingqiu told her before, the origin of this golden building.

The gold ingot from Emperor Gao last time.

In the dim light, there was a faint golden light.

However, this is of course not something that matters.

Zhu Feng raised his hand and illuminated the front with the lantern in his hand. He saw that there was a higher table behind the table with gold ingots.

Above, there is something like a shrine.

Inside the shrine is a mahogany box.

The red lantern illuminates the red wooden box, emitting a strange, dark red light.

Nan Yan whispered: "That is--"

But before she finished speaking, she saw a lock on the box.

There are locks again.

Of course, Zhu Feng also saw it.

He was silent for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "Forget it."

"..."

"Here, it's just what the Emperor Gao gave to the Wu family.

"..."

"I, what I really want to see is not the things here."

"..."

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, but she understood a little bit.

Emperor Gao must have locked up more important things elsewhere.

In fact, what's inside is just an insignificant thing, but for Zhu Feng, that step is very important.

Nan Yan immediately turned around, trying to find the lost bricks at the door.

As soon as Zhu Feng stretched out his hand, she stopped her.

"Okay, stop messing around."

Although his low voice seemed very disappointed, he smiled slightly when facing her: "This lock is different from the lock on the door. If you really knock on this lock, I will I have to punish you."