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

In a blink of an eye, two days passed.

This morning, the golden sun shines on the table in front of the window.

Ran Xiaoyu walked in, and when she saw Nan Yan lying on the table asleep, she hurried over and said softly, "Niang Niang, Niang Niang?"

Nan Yan woke up suddenly and raised her head: "Huh?"

This raised his head and his neck twisted.

Ran Xiaoyu saw the file on the table and the book she brought back from Chengqian Palace yesterday, especially her eyes, which were full of bloodshot eyes, and knew that she must have stayed up all night last night.

Distressed: "How can the mother stay up all night like this?"

Nan Yan yawned, stretched out his hand to pat his neck, and said: "There is no way, to find out the other party's flaws, that's all."

After all, she is not a great scholar like Jian Tongguang, and she has no experience in managing documents. Without talent, she can only work hard.

It took a whole day to compare word by word.

"Find flaws, what flaws?"

"The handwriting is different."

Nan Yan picked up the book and contrasted the letter sent by the Criminal Ministry to her, and said, "Did you see it? Although the handwriting is very similar, almost 90% of them are exactly the same, but there is a little difference. ."

Ran Xiaoyu squinted his eyes for a while, but couldn't tell.

Especially in the Seven Wujing Books, Zhu Chengxuan's comments are made with very small words. If you don't read them carefully, you won't even be able to see those words clearly.

She can only ask: "Where is it different?"

Nan Yan pointed to one of the tiny tiny prints, and said: "This'Zhi' is the final finishing touch. Wei Wang's finishing touches are more cautious, and on this counterfeit letter, this'Zhi' finishing touches should be more Fly up."

"..."

"The words are like their own people, and the words are like the characters written by people. Wei Wang's temperament is gentle and cautious, and he also has this feeling when he writes. But this person is obviously not like this fake letter. temperament."

"..."

"Although, he is very careful about imitating, even saying that he is depressing."

"..."

"However, human temperament is very difficult to conceal."

Ran Xiaoyu was secretly surprised.

But she immediately said: "Then, can it be used as evidence to prove that this letter is a counterfeit?"

"Not yet."

Nan Yan shook his head and said, "I only use the handwriting of this word as evidence. I'm afraid we can't fully trust people, unless we can find someone who wrote this handwriting. But -"

"but what?"

"However, if it is indeed Lord Cheng Guo, could he personally copy this letter?"

Ran Xiaoyu only thought about it, then shook his head, and said, "He must have his own subordinates, masters, or something, and even go outside to invite someone to fake it. After the incident, that person left, we can't find a clue."

"Yes."

Nan Yan smiled and looked at her: "A lot of progress."

Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Then what should we do?"

Nan Yan thought for a while, and said, "On the one hand, I have to continue to find clues on the handwriting side. On the other hand, I hope to find the sinking from the dead in the palace of Chengqian."

Ran Xiaoyu said, "Well, will it be too hard?"

Nan Yan smiled: "There is no easy thing in this world."

After speaking, she stretched her waist, got up to wash, leaned against the head of the bed and rested for a while, then got up again and continued to be busy.

At noon, Zhu Feng brought Xiao Anping over.

Since she started to work on this side, Nan Yan threw her daughter to Zhu Feng. After all, she didn’t see her mother for most of the day. When Xiao Anping saw her mother, she still held out two chubby girls affectionately towards her. Hand: "Wow..."

When Nan Yan saw her, she only felt that her fatigue had disappeared.

Immediately took the meat dumpling: "Oh, my little Anping, do you miss my mother?"

Xiao Anping was held in her arms and rubbed for a long time, as if thinking of something, she turned around and stretched out her hand to Zhu Feng: "Aoao..."

Nan Yan looked up at Zhu Feng and smiled: "Anping is still more attached to the emperor."

Zhu Feng smiled and walked over.

A family of three stood together, teasing the children. Although there was such a heavy burden in his heart, Nan Yan still felt very happy.

For lunch, Zhu Feng stayed in Yikun Palace to eat.

The delicacies of the mountains and the sea on the table, because the family ate together, the taste has become more delicious, Zhu Feng ate, looked back at the table by the window.

On the table, there were files sent by the Criminal Ministry, and many books.

He glanced at Nan Yan's eyes again and said, "Did you sleep last night?"

"Uh, I didn't sleep well."

"You."

Zhu Feng shook his head.

After thinking about it, he said, "Then, did you find out what happened?"

Nan Yan thought for a while. There are not enough clues right now. If only one of them is taken out, he really can't fully trust him. On the contrary, it will make him feel that he is partial to King Wei.

So he said: "The emperor will give the concubine two more days. When the matter is verified, the concubine will explain to the emperor."

"Ok."

Zhu Feng didn't ask any more questions, only picked up some vegetables for her, Nan Yan gulped happily.

At this moment, Nian Qiu hurriedly walked from outside.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I hesitated for a while when I saw them eating, and then backed away. Nan Yan had already caught a glimpse of her from the corner of her eyes, and immediately said, "Nianqiu, what's the matter?"

Nianqiu glanced at Zhu Feng and stammered: "This—"

Zhu Feng said, "Say what you have to say, what are you doing sneaky?"

Nian Qiu couldn't help but walked in, leaned over to salute them, and then whispered: "Niang, the Queen Niangniang just asked someone to come in, and His Royal Highness, he--"

Upon hearing "Wang Wei", Nan Yan immediately became nervous: "What happened to King Wei?"

"The empress said, Wei Wang has been suffering from a high fever, it has been a whole day."

"what?"

Nan Yan suddenly became nervous: "How could this be?"

"The empress said, in the prison...it's cold and humid. King Wei may be uncomfortable, so just..."

Nan Yan frowned and turned his head to look at Zhu Feng subconsciously.

But seeing that his face also sank, all the bowls and chopsticks in his hands were put back on the table.

The brows were also twisted.

Muttered: "Sick?"

Nan Yan hurriedly said, "By the way, the emperor, when the concubine went to visit his highness in prison, he was just a little...uncomfortable.

"..."

Zhu Feng didn't speak, but his brows tightened.

Nan Yan said cautiously: "The emperor, can you..."

Zhu Feng said: "What do you want to say? You want me to let him out?"

"..."

Nan Yan said softly: "Wang Wei, after all, he is still young and can't bear such suffering."

"..."

Zhu Feng didn't speak immediately, but thought with a calm face.

However, Nan Yan still saw that his eyes flickered slightly, and it seemed to have loosened a little.

At this moment, Xiao Shunzi suddenly ran in from outside and said, "The emperor, Concubine Ning, please see me."