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

Because this garden was arranged very well by Ning Wang Zhuxuan, it was just after Shenshi when they settled down.

It's still early, and it's hard to get the sun today. Although there are some tiring trips, everyone doesn't want to rest so early.

It's just different from the adults. After being excited all the way, Cao Ping was tired at this time. Nan Yan asked Aunt Tong Yun to accompany her to sleep and left the yard by herself and went for a walk.

A piece of ice and snow.

Nan Yan wrapped the fox fur on her body and walked all the way to the garden. Although there is also a lake here, the lake is already frozen. There is a tall tree on the shore, probably because it snowed before coming, and the tree even There are still trees hanging.

Crystal clear, just like the Yushu of the Moon Palace.

Nan Yan walked under the tree and looked up at the tree. He couldn't help but remember the tree that Zhu Feng saw on the way from Peking to Hecheng last time.

It's also so tall and so crystal clear.

And what happened at that time--

Just when Nan Yan was standing under the tree, thinking about the things that happened more than a year ago, she couldn't help but feel a little lost, inexplicably, she felt a gaze following herself.

This look is like the look in the crowd when their ship is approaching the Great Shentang Harbour.

Focus, even some... familiar feeling.

She stood under the tree, a little dazed for a while.

This Tianjin city, including this garden, I’ve never been to before, so how can I look at myself with familiar eyes?

Is it just an illusion of nervousness?

Just when she was in a trance, a gust of wind suddenly blew and shook the tree beside her. Hearing the sound of creaking and creaking from the top of her head, the trunk swayed slightly, and the snow on it splashed down.

"Be careful!"

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

As soon as Nan Yan turned her head, she saw a figure rushing to her, raising her arm, and blocking her head.

The snow fell smashingly, hitting the man's shoulder and arm.

"...!"

This scene has happened before.

It was exactly when she just recalled that a year ago, on the way from Peking to Hecheng, Zhu Feng once blocked the snow falling from the trees for her.

What happened that day made her unforgettable.

Not only in the snow, the joy of laughing and playing between her and Zhu Feng, but also the sadness that another person left, was always engraved in her mind.

At this moment, the figure in this memory stood in front of him.

He lowered his head, a little nervous, and looked at himself with concern in his eyes.

"Is it all right?"

"..."

Nan Yan was completely speechless.

She opened her eyes wide in astonishment, looking at the familiar face in front of her, she was still handsome, and the temperament of Jiyue Qingfeng in the corners of her eyes and brows remained unchanged.

but--

How could he appear here?

"Master Jane?"

Nan Yan couldn't believe his eyes.

But standing next to her, raising her arms to protect her in her arms, is clearly Jian Ruocheng.

Hearing her calling herself, she seemed to be sure that she was innocent. Jian Ruocheng smiled slightly and, as if relieved, lowered her arms and dusted the falling snow on her sleeves and shoulders.

"The imperial concubine, Caomin is rude."

Caomin...

By the way, he has been dismissed from office a long time ago, and now he is no longer Zhongshu Shengyoucheng, but an ordinary citizen.

But how could an ordinary citizen appear here?

Jian Ruocheng, how could she be here?

It's just a short time, Nan Yan's mind has already rolled countless questions, she stood in front of Jian Ruocheng, and said softly: "Jan-Second Young Master, why are you here?"

Jian Ruocheng blocked the falling snow from her body, restored her formerly personable appearance, took a step back and kept a proper distance from her.

Then he smiled and said, "Cao Min has been here all the time."

"Always?"

Nan Yan frowned and looked at him, dazed, and suddenly understood what was coming.

I heard that he had left Jinling before, but no one knew where he was going, could it be said--

"You, have you come to Prince Ning's Mansion?"

"Yes," Jian Ruocheng said with a smile: "Cao Min is now an officer of the Ning Palace."

"..."

Nan Yan could not speak.

He unexpectedly came to Zhu Xuan's side as his assistant.

Of course, if it is an ordinary official, returning home, or being dismissed from office to work as an assistant on some website, this is a very common thing, but -

He is Jian Ruocheng!

That person is Ning Wang Zhuxuan!

These two people are Nan Yan. In any case, he would never even dream of coming together.

Nan Yan looked up at him and said stupidly: "Why?"

"why?"

Jian Ruocheng repeated these three words, and a smile flashed across his face, as if he thought this question was funny.

He said, "Why not?"

"..."

"Although Caomin was dismissed from office, Caomin still has his own ideals and what he wants to do."

"..."

"Since it can't be done in North Korea, then do it elsewhere."

"..."

"Isn't it normal for good birds to choose wood for habitation?"

Yes, this is normal.

But on him, it's abnormal.

Nan Yan only felt that her breath was messed up, frowned slightly, and looked up at him, her tone tangled and heavy: "Why?"

She seems stuck in this problem and can't get out.

If it was before, if it were other people, she could understand this "good bird chooses wood and dwells."

But in front of him-King Ning-

Nan Yan said softly, "Second Young Master, are you serious?"

Jian Ruocheng looked at her with a smile, but his eyes appeared calm and solemn: "I'm serious about everything I do, and I will go all out."

"..."

Nan Yan was completely speechless.

At this time, another joking and laughing voice sounded nearby.

"Ruo Cheng, what are you talking to the concubine empress?"

"..."

"Such a serious eight hundred, it's like swearing, don't scare the concubine."

Hearing this voice, Nan Yan's heart trembled slightly.

And Jian Ruocheng immediately turned around with a smile, and said calmly, "Your Highness."

It was Ning Wang Zhuxuan who walked slowly behind them.

But after a while, he changed his clothes again. The white robe was lined with fluffy feathers, making it warm and luxurious.

He still looked like a personable and turbulent Shijia.

Jian Ruocheng turned to face him and said with a smile: "Ruocheng is talking about the dinner tonight."

"Dinner?"

Nan Yan looked at him in surprise.

Zhu Xuan smiled and walked over and said: "Yes, the noble concubine, the emperor and all the ladies come to this king’s annex, this king will naturally have the rules for picking up and driving. I hope the lady will give this king to the dust washing banquet tonight. A thin noodle, must be there."