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

Nan Yan couldn't help but straightened up and looked up at the door.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps.

Zhu Feng walked in from the door and saw the situation in the room at a glance, especially seeing the rich dishes on this table, which seemed a bit unexpected, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, a good lunch."

"emperor……"

I don't know why, what he said was obviously just a very simple sentence, but Nan Yan suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment that was seen through, and hurriedly stood up and saluted him.

Zhu Feng walked over, looked down at the food on the table, and said: "Such a hearty meal, does the concubine have a treat today, or—"

"..."

Nan Yan didn't know what to say.

And Nianqiu was beside him, happily said: "The emperor, the empress has been waiting for the emperor to come and have a meal."

"Near Autumn!"

Nan Yan was anxious, and she wanted to reach out and twist her mouth.

Nianqiu stuck out his tongue and took a step back hastily.

Zhu Feng glanced at this excited little girl, and then at Nan Yan whose face was flushed and even the tips of her ears were red, as if a faint smile flashed in her eyes.

Said: "That, isn't it right?"

"..."

"I, isn't it here?"

"Emperor, don't get me wrong, concubine—"

"Why, don't you want to wait for me to come and eat together."

As Zhu Feng said, he sat down, put one hand on the table, looked up at her, Nan Yan heard it, and hurriedly waved his hand again: "No, it's not."

"Since it's not, then sit down."

"……Yes."

She was a little flustered.

In fact, in the past, whether two people were sitting together for a meal or hugging each other, looking at the scenery outside the window, there were so many intimate moments like this. But now, just sitting together for a meal, she is already nervous. .

Nianqiu came over and helped her sit down.

Zhu Feng looked down at the food on the table.

Although it looks rich, the dishes are actually very homely dishes, such as braised pork and miscellaneous stew.

It was a little unexpected.

A few days ago, because of his love for Feng Shu, he spent most of his time in Yang Xing Zhai. Feng Shu would naturally greet the imperial dining room, but the dishes that came were all fancy dishes, which looked very beautiful. But it is not very tasty and appetizing.

And these dishes--

Exactly what he wanted.

Zhu Feng looked up at her and said, "You, remember what dishes I like to eat?"

"..."

This sentence seemed a bit unexpected.

But in fact, how can you forget it?

Even though he is now a noble concubine, he eats and does things like him, all of which have been carved by the past life.

Zhu Feng was born in the army and worked hard in the army. He was used to eating these simple dishes; and he was hungry in Si's family since he was a child. Don't think about delicacies. It is a blessing to be full.

Speaking of it, the two people are actually the same.

Nan Yan said softly, "Concubine, of course I still remember."

Zhu Feng's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling.

But with a calm expression on his face, he reached out and picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table, while Nan Yan also quietly picked up the bowl.

The two people just started eating quietly.

Nianqiu and Aunt Tongyun stood by and served.

Nian Qiu couldn't help but feel a little anxious seeing them both silently and only bowed their heads to eat.

why you do not say anything?

If two people sit together for a meal, if they can talk and laugh, isn't the atmosphere better?

Is this the empress arrogant with the emperor? Or did the emperor not want to pay attention to the empress?

She was anxious when she saw it, wishing she could hop around twice, causing the two of them to have a conversation or two, but Aunt Tongyun, who looked on coldly, saw this situation, her face showed a slight smile.

In the room, there was only the sound of tableware knocking.

Although these dishes are pristine, they do have the taste that best suits their appetite. Zhu Feng has no appetite and eats very little because of his busy schedule these days and other reasons.

But this time, two or three mouthfuls, and a bowl of rice was finished.

After eating, Zhu Feng handed the empty bowl to Nan Yan.

Nan Yan was stunned.

Zhu Feng himself was taken aback.

This is almost his subconscious, after eating a bowl of rice, let her add food to himself.

Seeing this situation, Nianqiu hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Aunt Tongyun grabbed her hand and shook her head gently at her-don't move.

Then, I saw Nan Yan put down his bowl and chopsticks, took over Zhu Feng's empty bowl, and filled up half of the bowl of rice. After thinking about it, he said, "Does the emperor want it?"

"I want a bowl."

"Oh."

Add another spoonful.

The rice in the bowl was piled up sturdily, like a hill, exuding heat, and the unique sweet smell of rice. Nanyan was carrying the bowl of rice. I don’t know how, I felt warm, even There is also a rare, sweet taste.

She held the bowl in both hands and offered it to Zhu Feng.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Tongyun let go of Nianqiu's hand and raised her eyebrows at her.

And Nianqiu, who was ignorant, seemed to understand.

Sometimes, you don’t need to talk too much.

One or two sentences can also reflect the tacit understanding between two people without saying more.

It seems that this kind of dialogue has happened many times in Yikun Palace in the past, but these days, the emperor will not come, they are about to forget.

Nian Qiu suddenly laughed.

And just as Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the bowl of rice, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside, which suddenly broke the silence in the room.

"What are you doing?"

This is Xiao Shunzi's voice.

Nan Yan frowned involuntarily, and the next moment, I heard the voice of the little palace lady Xiaoman next to Feng Shu: "Daddy Shun, please inform us. Our lady Li is sick."

"what?"

Xiao Shunzi's voice revealed a little hesitation.

Nan Yan's hand trembled slightly.

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Feng frowned and turned back: "What's the matter?"

As soon as he heard him speak, Xiao Man hurriedly walked in from outside, glanced at Nan Yan, and immediately said respectfully: "The slave and the maidservant pay respect to the emperor, and to the concubine empress."

Zhu Feng said: "You just said what happened to Libi?"

"The emperor, Empress Libi is ill."

"..."

"She has been calling the emperor's name."

"..."

"The emperor, the maidservant bravely come over and tell the emperor, please, the emperor..."

Having said that, she stopped talking, because she felt Nianqiu and the others in the room looked like a knife, lowered their heads, but showed a smug smile.

Zhu Feng frowned, and a little light flashed in those eyes, as if, thinking about something.

Then he got up and said: "Let's go, go over and take a look."

"Yes!"

Xiaoman was so surprised that he hurriedly saluted, and walked out with him.

When he walked to the door, Zhu Feng stopped again and looked back at Nan Yan by the table.

He said, "I will be back."