Chapter 1585: Fascinating
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Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine
- Leng Qing Shan
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- 2021-01-31 01:06:23
He almost held Nan Yan up, and every breath and every heartbeat passed on the skin that was close to each other.
But Nan Yan still had some faint pain in her feet.
With a wrong force, her feet hurt, and she let out a soft moan like a cat whimper.
"what!"
"how?"
"The emperor, the foot-hurts..."
"rest assured."
At this time, Zhu Feng's voice was a little rushed.
He kissed her, almost reluctant to leave her as white as jade, and exuding a seductive fragrance of skin, and her clothes were stripped away, and her carcass was exposed in front of his eyes.
Under the candlelight, her body was like a whole piece of good run jade.
This is what really makes him want to stop.
A hand slowly slid down her sweaty, slender leg.
Holds her slender ankle.
Nan Yansheng was afraid that he would touch his wound, and couldn't help but groan softly, but heard Zhu Feng say vaguely: "I'll be careful."
As he spoke, he raised the calf carefully.
A tear, not knowing whether it was happiness or sorrow, condensed in the corner of her eyes, slowly slid down her cheeks, and disappeared between the intertwined hair, finally, it diffused into a bit of salty taste in the air.
And a little bit of sweetness blossomed in my heart and tongue.
In this cold and deep night, slowly, it melted into the bodies of two people.
The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the last day of the new year.
For both of them, it was also the warmest night in the coldest New Year in this palace.
The next day should be the day of Shang Dynasty.
But Grandpa Yu did not wait for the emperor to get up as usual, because as early as yesterday evening, Zhu Feng made an order in advance to let him spread the news first, and he would not go to court today.
Nonetheless, Grandpa Yu still had hot water towels ready so he could wait on him at any time.
The door of the bedroom is still closed tightly.
Several eunuchs stood under the eaves and waited yawning.
I was bored and courageously said softly: "The emperor is really not going to court today?"
"nonsense."
"But the emperor rarely does that."
"That's because the imperial concubines rarely come recently."
"Hehe."
"What's so funny, no one in the palace knows. The only few times the emperor didn't go to court, wasn't it all because of the imperial concubine."
"I just laughed. We were thinking before that the concubine lady fell out of favor and whether Concubine Ning was about to gain power. Now it seems—"
"Morning!"
"Hahahaha..."
The laughter outside gradually faded away.
Nan Yan lay on the bed, blinking quietly.
She was tired and slept deeply, but for some reason, she woke up when the first ray of sunlight shone on her face through the window.
I also heard the comments from those outside.
For some reason, these words sounded in her ears, but they made her feel a little bit sour.
After a while, she slowly turned her head away.
A handsome face was in front of him.
Zhu Feng is still asleep.
Last night... she can't remember well
The only fragment she could remember was that after the candle was extinguished, the moonlight shone on Zhu Feng's body.
The cold Yuehua outlines his sturdy figure.
And now, he slept so quietly again.
Like a tiger that is crawling and resting, it is totally unimaginable how fierce and vigorous he is when he hunts for food.
Nan Yan looked at him quietly for a long time, then slowly removed his arm that was lying on him.
Suddenly, he was relieved.
Then she cautiously propped up and sat on the edge of the bed.
When the quilt slides down, you can see the spots on her white body, like patches of pink flowers.
Nan Yan couldn't help but his face was hot.
Immediately lifted up half of the clothes hanging on the bed.
There is still a little redness and swelling on the instep, but it is no longer painful, but I also lost the fleshy pain last night, otherwise, Zhu Feng would not know what to do before he could give up.
It just hurts.
Probably because he couldn’t vent with a sigh of breath, Zhu Feng didn’t spare any effort in this matter.
Sitting on the side of the bed, struggling for a while, then slowly stood up.
It shook twice.
At this time, continue to lie on the bed, leaning on the warm and even hot body that is most comfortable-if you are not so thirsty.
Last night, I used my throat too much, and my throat was on fire.
With bare feet, Nan Yan got out of bed and walked slowly to the other side of the bedroom, and poured a cup of tea, although it was already cold, it was just right to drink it at this time.
She took two sips before taking a breath.
When he was about to turn around, his eyes suddenly fell to the table on one side.
Although the bedroom is not comparable to the imperial study, it is not a place for formal government affairs, but Zhu Feng is a diligent emperor, and he often brings back to the imperial hall the things he can't finish handling in the imperial study.
But this time, what is on the table is not a memorial or a document.
But--
A map.
Of course, different from the map that covered the entire palace last time, that map... I didn't know how to deal with it later. In short, it must be unusable.
This map is smaller, about the size of half the desktop.
Nan Yan walked over slowly to take a look.
"...!"
My heart sank suddenly.
This map is no other place, it is the map of Kansai Seven Guards that she is already familiar with.
Even, I can see that Zhu Feng marked several places specially with cinnabar.
Shazhouwei.
Hot moon bend.
and also--
Yumen Pass.
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