Chapter 1391: The emperor’s words have become a joke
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Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine
- Leng Qing Shan
- 1163 characters
- 2021-01-31 01:05:19
I don't know if I felt it with myself, the curtains on the bed also shook. Zhu Feng was asleep, but at this time he opened his eyes immediately.
Unlike Nan Yan's ignorance after waking up, he was a person who had fought a war. Once he opened his eyes, his eyes were already sharp and clear, and he immediately met Nan Yan's eyes.
"you're awake."
"..."
Nan Yan did not answer him, nor did he speak immediately, just glanced at him.
Zhu Feng hurriedly leaned down to get close to her face, stretched a hand directly to Nan Yan's forehead and touched it, the temperature had already dropped.
"How are you?"
"..."
Nan Yan still did not speak.
Feeling that rough hand with thick calluses stroked her forehead, pulling the exudation away from her forehead, she slowly closed her eyes.
Also tilted his face inside.
Zhu Feng's hands stiffened, and his brows slowly frowned.
"how,"
His voice was low, and there was already a slight anger: "Don't want to see me?"
"..."
The response to him still lasted all night, even after Nan Yan woke up, he remained silent.
Zhu Feng's breath became heavy.
He remembered the night they spent in the camp outside before returning to Peiping. No matter what they said and how they did it, she just refused to give up. Even now, he still clearly remembers her The feeling of fists hitting the chest.
Different, but unbearable.
Therefore, he indifferent to her these days, let her think about it in the cold palace, and even not allow the people around her to leave the cold palace, just to force her to let her know who is the Ninth Five Is the master of this world.
Who is--
The winner between them.
But now it seems that it is not him.
Even now, Nan Yan was lying on the bed sickly, and as long as her hands were slightly harder, she could break the slender and pale neck, but she had never served herself softly.
Even if she didn't say that she was subdued, he could feel it even if she thought so in her heart, even a look in her eyes, or even a breath.
But she didn't.
On the contrary, it was myself, obviously in the presence of those guards, Grandpa Yu, and in front of so many people that if she did not admit her mistake, she would not be allowed to leave the cold palace, but last night, he carried her out.
The emperor's words have become a joke.
This thought emerged, which made him feel a little irritated and angry. He gritted his teeth and said tensely: "You must follow me like this, right?"
Nan Yan remained silent.
Eyes are closed tightly.
"you--"
Zhu Feng gritted his teeth, grabbed her thin arms on both sides with both hands, and directly lifted her from the bed.
"You speak to me!"
His low roar sound like a tiger roar suddenly sounded in the quiet palace, shaking the roof tiles, and at the door two young eunuchs who were ready to serve the emperor and the concubine got up, originally lying at the door listening The sound, suddenly heard such a roar, the two people jumped up in shock and fell down the steps.
Ouch, the pain is endless.
But Zhu Feng couldn't take care of these at all. He grabbed Nan Yan's thin, thin body, and Nan Yan finally opened his eyes and raised his head to face him.
Looking at him furiously, she was quiet as if nothing happened.
Only looked at her quietly.
In the face of her silence, all the anger seemed to hit the cotton with a strong fist. While there was no response, it was even more annoying. Zhu Feng could hardly contain the anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said: "You What are you going to do?!"
"..."
This time, Nan Yan finally spoke.
However, maybe it was because of the long-term cough that had broken her throat, and she was still sick, and her voice was not hoarse when she spoke.
"This sentence, it should be the concubine to ask the emperor."
"..."
"What does the emperor want?"
"..."
"The emperor brought the concubine from the cold palace here, did he want to strangle the concubine? Or did he want the concubine to recuperate?"
"..."
"If it's strangled to death--it doesn't seem to be necessary to get here, the concubine can even not obstruct the emperor's eyes, let alone the emperor's effort."
"..."
"But, if you want to make your concubine sick--"
Her voice was hoarse. When she woke up she didn't even drink her saliva, and she said so much. When she finally said the word "healing", she finally couldn't help it and coughed again.
"Cough cough, cough cough cough cough..."
The dry coughing sound was worse than her voice, like a knife scraping something, especially ear-piercing.
As soon as she heard her coughing, Zhu Feng's hand let go subconsciously.
However, at this time, she couldn't stop it. Nan Yan began to cough again. The coughing made her all collapse on the bed. Her thin and thin body trembled with the violent cough, as if it would break at any time. Cracked generally.
Zhu Feng's hand softened suddenly.
He hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect her again, while holding the thin body, gently stroking her back: "You, how are you?"
"Cough cough cough cough."
"Nanyan?"
"Ahem, ahem."
He originally thought that the situation should be better when he woke up this time, but he helped her to smooth the weather for a while, but it didn't get any better. Nan Yan was already coughing up straight and his face and eyes were red.
Zhu Feng suddenly became a little anxious, and immediately said to the outside: "Come on!"
As soon as he heard his voice, Grandpa Yu, who was still cursing outside, immediately opened the door and stood at the door. Through the flying veil, he saw the emperor sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the coughing concubine in his arms. A look of panic.
"The concubine is sick!"
"..."
Duke Yu was taken aback for a moment.
Of course she was sick. You brought her out because she was sick.
He was taken aback, and Zhu Feng immediately cursed: "What are you doing here? Didn't you see that the imperial concubine is sick? Go and call the imperial physician immediately!"
"Yes Yes."
Grandpa Yu hurriedly turned around and commanded the two little eunuchs who had fallen so hard to ask them to invite Wang Baizhi immediately.
On the other side, having got up early in the morning, Aunt Tongyun and Ran Xiaoyu who were guarding outside heard the movement and rushed over.
The two convicted and walked into the bedroom: "The emperor, the empress."
Ran Xiaoyu only took a look, and immediately walked to the other side, poured a cup of tea, tried the temperature, and then walked to the bed. Zhu Feng only recovered from this look. Nan Yan should drink some water first.
Ran Xiaoyu whispered: "The emperor, let the servants and maids support the empress."
She said, stretching her hand over.
Just when she was about to help Nan Yan over and leaned on her body, Zhu Feng's hand hardened, and Ran Xiaoyu made a break.
She was stunned, and saw Zhu Feng coldly said: "No."
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