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

At this moment, another bright light flashed nearby.

Nan Yan turned his head slowly, and saw Qin Ruolan holding a candlestick, standing silently in the cold wind.

Her gaze also looked forward, the direction in which Zhu Feng disappeared.

The residual candle in the wind was shining with a faint light, reflecting in her bright eyes. At this time, there was an indescribable sadness, as if it would go out in the wind in the next moment.

After a while, she slowly turned her head and looked at Nan Yan.

The two people's eyes met and both fell silent.

I don't know how long it took, two people who had been blown cold by the cold wind walked into Nan Yan's room.

Qin Ruolan walked in by herself.

And Nan Yan did not refuse at all. There seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two people. When she came in, Nan Yan closed the door and lit the candlestick on the table again.

The light of the two candlesticks brightened the room a little bit.

But still, the shadow in Qin Ruolan's eyes could not be seen.

She sat at the table, looking at the fluttering flame, her mind seemed to be lost in confusion.

Until Nan Yan walked to the table and sat down.

She raised her head to look at Xiang Nanyan, and said, "He is looking for you?"

"Ok."

"..."

Qin Ruolan was silent for a while, as if he didn't want to believe it, or, as if not reconciled, asked again: "Why would he come to you?"

"..."

Nan Yan looked at her for a while, and said calmly: "I don't know what he is going to do, nor what purpose he has."

"..."

"I only know that he entered the cold palace and broke into my room."

Of course, she almost killed her.

It wasn't until this time that Nan Yan understood a little bit. The sentence Ye Zhen said to her back then, "It's so killing in a dream," turned out to be not a complete joke.

She could feel that she was almost suffocated at that moment.

Even now, the bones of her whole body still seemed to fall apart, and they were spliced ​​together again. In many places, the pain was severe.

At that moment, she probably already had one leg into hell.

Zhu Feng really almost killed her.

But why?

Why would he suddenly enter the cold palace inexplicably, find himself inexplicably, and even kill himself.

Does he know what he is doing?

And what does He Yi's "life and death pass" mean?

Thinking of this, she raised her head, looked at Qin Ruolan, who was pale under the candlelight, and said: "You told me before that he was different from now."

"..."

"Then what was he like back then?"

"..."

Qin Ruolan looked at the candlestick on the table quietly, the flamboyant fire shining in her eyes, but there was a deep darkness in it, as if the light couldn't get in.

I don't know how long it took, she whispered in a hoarse voice: "He was a very insecure person back then."

"what?"

Nan Yan couldn't believe her first words.

How can people who are insecure?

People like Zhu Feng are brave and persevering, and will go forward courageously in the face of any difficulties. He is the backbone of everyone and a person who gives everyone a sense of security.

He, why is he insecure?

"You don't believe it, do you?"

Qin Ruolan turned to look at her, and said calmly: "But this is the truth. He is an insecure person, just like a lone boat drifting in the ocean. The lone boat hopes to find any place to dock, but is afraid of that place. Will make waves again and plunge myself into the torrent."

"..."

"He is like that."

"..."

"He can't believe anyone, but in his heart, he hopes that there is someone who can make himself believe and rely on."

Nan Yan frowned: "How could this be?"

Qin Ruolan said word by word: "Because he is a person who has no past."

"what?"

Nan Yan's eyes widened suddenly: "There is no past, you mean—"

"Before he was ten, he had no memory."

"..."

"He can't remember his childhood, he doesn't know what happened, but the person I saw was a person without a past."

Nan Yan gasped.

Zhu Feng can’t remember what happened before he was ten?

Therefore, in his memory, that is a blank.

However, the person's "place of origin", the person's positioning of oneself, or the shaping of a person's character, was originally self-confirmed and self-defined during that period of time, but to him, that period of memory was blank.

"..."

Nan Yan felt that the wind roaring outside suddenly broke into this room, and also broke into his mind, disturbing all his previous thoughts.

She never knew that Zhu Feng, who was as tall as the mountain in front of her eyes, made people rely on, and gave people a sense of security, had actually lost her memory.

He can't remember his childhood.

So, what was it like he lived in the palace of Emperor Gao?

so he--

"That's why he," Qin Ruolan said here, and paused: "Very lonely."

"..."

"It took him a long time to learn to get along with people."

"..."

"But in the palace-I think you also understand that no matter what time, the palace is not a place where people can meet and show their sincerity."

"..."

"He has suffered many injuries... Later, he met me."

Nan Yan's throat struck.

Of course she knew what happened after meeting Qin Ruolan.

In Zhu Feng's life, she brought the deepest scars in his heart.

Thinking of this, she felt even more heartbroken.

She thought that Zhu Feng had said that it would be fine if she had met herself at that time, and she just laughed lightly and said that at that time, when she was still young, she would expose this topic.

Now, she really understood the meaning of his words.

If he showed up by himself at that time, would he not have to suffer those injuries, nor would he have to endure the pain, then would he not have that bloodthirsty and murderous cruel temperament?

Nan Yan's breathing became cramped.

She stretched out her hand and squeezed her chest tightly.

It took a long time before she raised her head to look at Qin Ruolan, who was pale. Her eyes were full of guilt, and it seemed to overflow from her eye sockets.

It's just that now, Nan Yan has no thoughts about her "guilt".

She asked: "Then, why did he lose that memory?"

"The specific reason, no one knows."

"..."

"Emperor Gao does not let people know."

"..."

"But, I heard that it was Emperor Gao who started."

"what?"

Nan Yan was shocked again and looked at her in astonishment.

Qin Ruolan also looked at her and said solemnly: "I heard that it was Emperor Gao's order that made him lose his previous memories."