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

Zhu Feng seemed to feel something. He looked at her searching eyes and said coldly: "Who are you looking for?"

Nan Yan subconsciously said, "Don't hurt him--"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhu Feng's face turn ugly, staring at himself, and immediately swallowed the following words back: "No, nothing."

"..."

Zhu Feng glared at her again before saying, "Go down and rest first."

"Yes."

This time they came in a hurry, even without prior notice. Jinlou Bieyuan hurried to pick up and drive, and they were not ready. They could even see some trees in the garden and the flowers and trees were not trimmed, and there was snow in the corners. , The fallen leaves on the snow have not been cleaned.

If this is in peacetime, it is definitely a serious sin to neglect the holy driver.

But at this time, no one cares about this.

Naturally, Zhu Feng was the same as before. He lived in Liuhetang. When he passed by, he had seen a dozen servants cleaning it quickly, for fear that when the emperor came, he would be convicted if it hadn't been arranged properly.

And the queen Xu Miaoyin moved into Yishoutang where Nanyan had lived before.

Last time, she was the only concubine Wu Wan, who was still Concubine Zhuang, and Concubine Qin Ruolan, who was also Concubine Ning. As a noble concubine, she could naturally live next to Zhu Feng, but this time the queen was here, she naturally could not overstep .

The servant took Nan Yan to Furongju.

This is where Wu Wan lived before.

And Qin Ruolan, although she was no longer a concubine this time, she was after all the "Ms. Qin" who was with the emperor. Because of the past, people here still placed her in Yulanju.

The two lived very close.

Nan Yan only glanced at Qin Ruolan's figure from a distance, and didn't ask much, so Ran Xiaoyu and the others walked into Furongju, accompanied by him.

As soon as I walked in, I saw two maids coming out of it.

As soon as I saw her, he hurriedly leaned over to salute: "Your concubine, empress, please forgive me. The servants and maids have just cleaned up, but the incense in the room has not been lit."

Nan Yan glanced in.

It was indeed too rushed. I could see that the water sprinkled in the corner hadn't dried up, and the fire dragon hadn't heated up yet.

However, there is finally a place to rest.

She waved her hand faintly, Ran Xiaoyu understood, and immediately said: "It's okay, you can get down with your things, here is me."

"Xie Niangniang forgive me, thank this sister."

The two maids were obviously temporarily transferred from the government. Although they were frightened, their hands and feet were swift, and the room was cleaned up. Not to mention, they quickly sent the incense burner and other things.

Ran Xiaoyu let them go to the kitchen to pass food.

After all, Nan Yan fell asleep all day and didn't even drink a sip of water.

Cao Ping was placed on the bed, but now she was able to walk on her own. Naturally, she couldn't stay peacefully. When she was wriggling on the bed about to turn over and get out of bed, she suddenly saw a small round head poking in the door. .

"Damn!"

Carefully yelled loudly.

Nan Yan looked up and saw that it was not someone else, but the little monk who had always been calm before, Mingxin.

On the way, everyone just tried to flee for their lives without paying attention to him. Now when they saw him, Xin Ping waved their hands and stood outside the door. They didn't dare to come in directly. They only asked carefully: "Sister Xiaoyu, Can I come in and see Xinping?"

Ran Xiaoyu looked back at Nan Yan.

Nan Yan sat at the table, saw him, smiled and waved at him.

Ran Xiaoyu said, "The imperial concubine let you in."

Mingxin stepped over the high threshold and walked in front of her. Nan Yan said in a hoarse voice: "This time, thank you-you."

"You Niangniang, don't be polite, monks should be compassionate."

Seeing him at such a young age, it makes people uncomfortable to say such things seriously, but thinking about what they have experienced these days, they can't laugh.

On the other side, Xinping had already turned over from the bed and stumbled towards Mingxin.

"hold!"

As soon as she saw that she was about to fall, Mingxin rushed up, spread her arms and hugged her.

The two meat dumplings seemed to hug a child together, which looked really cute and ridiculous.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's rare, she--likes you so much."

Holding a heavy heart, Mingxin was about to be overwhelmed by her, and turned to Nanyan and said, "Little monk likes princesses too."

"Then you, just stay here and stay with her more."

"Thank you, Niang Niang!"

The two dumplings hugged each other and smiled happily.

The Jinlou Garden, which originally seemed very cold, was filled with laughter like this, and it became lively and popular.

But on the other side, it's not all the same.

Qin Ruolan walked into Yulan Residence.

It's deserted here, not even a single person.

Although the people here have also heard the news of the concubine's conviction, her title has not been deprived after all, and this time, the emperor came to Crane City with the concubine, whether it was an official or a subordinate, Guess, the imperial concubine may not really fall out of favor.

On the contrary, it seemed that Lady Qin, who seemed close to the emperor before, even almost re-canonized——

The canonization failed.

Until now, she was just a Qin lady.

The people here will also watch the dishes. In this case, there is naturally a difference. The servants are cleaning and decorating on the Furongju side, and there is no one to look after the Yulanju.

Qin Ruolan walked in and looked at the icy and empty residence. The cold wind swept the fallen leaves on the ground and blew to the corner of the wall, making a rustling sound, making him look extremely lonely.

Even, she didn't even have a maid to accompany her.

Drizzle and Lian'er were both killed by the emperor and killed himself.

It's like killing her dream by hand.

At this moment, there was another smile from Furongju. It was Princess Xinping and the little monk. Even Ran Xiaoyu, who always seemed very cold and arrogant, laughed.

Especially, Sinanyan's hoarse laughter.

She knew that Sinanyan was injured and could not speak. When she opened her mouth and laughed, she seemed to have a knife scratching her throat, but at this moment, her hoarse laughter sounded in her ears, but it seemed that her heart was being caught. Knife cutting is the same.

She has always understood that the past of herself and Zhu Feng is beyond the reach of Sinanyan, even any woman in the harem.

Therefore, no matter who Zhu Feng canonized as the queen or the noble concubine, she never looked down upon her.

She knew that they were different from herself.

But this time, reality hit her face fiercely.

Qin Ruolan couldn't help holding her hands tightly.

"I do not know……"

She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "I won't just give up like this."

"..."

"I won't experience the drifting away from him again, I don't want to have nothing."

"..."

"Si Nanyan, what you have, I must have it!"

On the other side, in Liuhetang, the prefect of Crane City was kneeling in front of Zhu Feng, and said carefully: "The emperor, Crane City has no defenders. If the rebels attack, they will only rely on the city wall. "

Zhu Feng said: "How many days can it last?"