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

What can you do if you go alone? !

Thinking like this, the killing intent in his heart was more like karma fire, constantly rushing upwards.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

The people around were immersed in the shock of witnessing the emperor killing the two court ladies with his own eyes. No one had recovered, but Zhu Feng suddenly felt something.

A familiar breath is approaching.

He turned around abruptly and looked at the door.

The people around also followed his gaze, and saw a slender figure slowly walking up the somewhat gloomy corridor. I don't know if it was because of the injury of her foot that she was walking limping.

But fortunately, behind her, there was a tall figure supporting her.

He helped her all the way to the door.

"It's you!"

Wen Ye didn’t know if she was surprised or happy at this time, but seeing her appear inexplicably, it was like seeing a white fish in the dark night sky. Although they couldn’t see the light yet, it seemed to see her. vitality.

Zhu Feng's breath also sank at this time.

His eyes were bloodshot because they hadn't slept all night, and they were almost red in the blink of an eye. When he stared at a person, it was as if he wanted to see through the flesh and blood of that person and the soul of the other person with his own eyes.

When Nan Yan walked to the door with such gaze, the pain in his ankle originally came, but this time it was soft again.

She almost fell, but she reached out and held the door frame.

Look into his eyes.

For a time, there were too many emotions in those eyes, she seemed to understand, and it seemed that she could not fully understand.

But no matter what, she came back.

She still came back.

At this moment, Zhu Feng's heart only had these words.

Therefore, the killing intent in his heart was extinguished as soon as he saw her. Any time, he even felt a sense of disengagement, and his tall figure flickered slightly.

And then, he took a step forward.

Take another step.

Every step seemed to fall, but every step was heavy as if to shake the ground, and his step by step seemed to step on Nan Yan’s heart, making her heart sink little by little. Go down.

In the end, Zhu Feng came to her.

"you--"

"I……"

She wanted to say, I'm back, but the throat injury still couldn't help her to make it clear, just one word made her cough again.

As soon as Zhu Feng stretched out his hand, he forcefully took her into his arms.

"...!"

Nan Yan shuddered.

Even the cough was stopped.

She thought of what kind of Zhu Feng she would face when she came back this time, angry, angry, and even-she might hurt herself under the anger.

And just now, when she walked to the door, she had already seen two bodies.

So she could imagine how Zhu Feng would react when she saw herself.

However, she did not expect this.

She didn't understand, and was even more at a loss. She was hugged tightly by him. The big hand was calm as if with a little unnoticeable tremor. She pressed her back firmly, and kept pushing her towards her. Rubbing in his arms, as if wishing to melt her whole body into his body.

Her cheek was pressed against his chest, and he could hear his heartbeat at the moment.

Thunder!

Nan Yan was completely stupid, leaning in his arms blankly, before the two men were arrogant, didn't they? She even pushed him out of her arms and made him fall out of bed? And he also locked himself up.

Why now, he suddenly—

She didn't understand, but it seemed that she was looking forward to all this for so long and too long that she didn't even dare to ask questions easily, for fear that all this would be broken like a dream.

I don't know how long it took before Zhu Feng reached out and slowly helped her up.

Look down at her feet.

There was still a lot of wall dust and dirt on his body, and he must have been injured just like that.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a fire.

He had just killed someone, and he was still suffocating. At this time, anyone who approached her could be swept away by Yu Wei, probably the end of no bones.

However, when Zhu Feng gritted her teeth, he reached out to her face and twisted it hard.

"Damn it!"

"what!"

Even if Nan Yan was mentally prepared to come back this time to endure his anger, he did not expect that he would do so.

She gave a soft cry, and put her hand to cover her face.

This time, Zhu Feng obviously did not control her strength, her cheeks were turned red, and she immediately became a little swollen.

At this moment, it seemed that the people around finally realized.

What did they see? !

Wen Ye was so frightened that he immediately turned his face away, and even the two guards who were kneeling on the ground immediately leaned over to the ground, burying their faces between their hands.

The other attendants lowered their heads in embarrassment.

The matter between the emperor and the noble concubine was originally not for them to take care of, nor was it for them to watch, but just now, no one expected that the emperor would take her into his arms in front of everyone without any secret. .

Everyone can only pretend not to see it for a while.

Only Qin Ruolan and Li didn't hurt and looked at them blankly.

It was Wen Ye, who recovered a bit, stretched out his hand and pulled Li Bu's sleeves, and said softly, "What are you still looking at?"

Do you know what you have done?

You dare to leave with your noble concubine, no matter how long you have been away, or you are back now, if the emperor cares about it, I'm afraid your life will not be guaranteed today!

But Li was not hurt, only to be shaken by him, and he didn't mean to flinch at all. He just looked at Nan Yan being held in his arms, surprised, but somewhat relieved, hiding in his sleeve. His hand clenched slightly.

At this moment, Zhu Feng also raised his head and looked at him.

The eyes of the two people met, and although there was no sound, there were some intangible things slowly growing.

Zhu Feng said solemnly: "Now, you can talk."

"..."

"Why are you leaving."

"..."

"And why, come back?"

"..."

Nan Yan raised his head to look at him.

After listening to him, she knew that he must have mistakenly thought that he was walking with Li Bushang.

but--

She bit her lower lip, gently pulled his hand, spread her palm, and wrote two words stroke by stroke in his palm.

Zhu Feng's heart beats too.

It's not.

These are two words without beginning and end, but he understood it all at once.

She was telling herself that she was not fleeing with Li Bu hurt.

Zhu Feng's breath grew heavy, and he said, "Are you trying to-go to Ning Palace to save people?"

She nodded to him: "Yeah."

"Then, why come back?"

Nan Yan took a deep breath and wrote two more words in his palm——

conspiracy.