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

As soon as his voice fell, there was a sound of footsteps outside the gate. Nan Yan looked back and saw a big man with his hands tied behind his back, Tingfu walked in and threw him directly on the ground.

"Listen to the blessing!"

Nan Yan exclaimed and hurried over.

Tingfu was like a fish caught and thrown on the shore, struggling hard twice, but it didn't help that his hands were tied behind his back. Nan Yan supported him to see if he was injured.

Listening to Fu said with red eyes: "Niang, the slave is useless."

Nan Yan checked up and down. There was a bruise on his forehead. He was probably beaten when he was caught, but there were no obvious wounds elsewhere on his body. He patted his shoulder: "It's okay."

In fact, she is also wrong.

They have all arrived at Xingluo Lake, at this tightly guarded Tiangang Lianhuan Dock, how can they easily slip out to pass the news to Zhu Feng just by listening to the blessing alone? Her decision was simply wrong.

It is also true that she is confused when she cares, and she is too afraid that Zhu Feng will have an accident.

Thinking of this, she whispered with a stubborn throat, "It's my palace."

"Manny..."

Hearing Fu wanted to say something, but Nan Yan already shook his head to signal him not to speak, and then raised his head to look at the high back, who still hasn’t turned around. He only listened to the person slowly saying: "The distinguished guest has come to us. People are getting used to it, I'm afraid they can't serve well, so let you use someone you know to stay with you to serve."

"..."

"It's just that you are a guest, and the old man is the master here."

"..."

"The rules are as you please, don't need to say more. If you are rules, we will have less trouble."

Nan Yan's two untied the ropes that tied the hands of Tingfu, pulled him to his feet, and said to the man: "Okay, the guest will let us know. Now, should the host take him? Send it back to rest, and apply some medicine by the way?"

When the people around heard her, they couldn't help frowning.

Even some of those guarding the door had expressions of horror on their faces.

Although the person standing next to the main seat looks gray-haired and speaks very peacefully, everyone here is clear. In Tiangang Lianhuanwu and the entire Xingluo Lake, his words are the imperial edict, he His happiness, anger, sorrow, and deeds are all related to the life and death of the people here, and even the four elders who have followed him for many years dare not presumptuously in front of him.

But this woman, the imperial concubine of the court, was obviously just a woman who had no power to bind a chicken, and she was clearly in danger when she came here. How could she dare to talk to the old man like this?

Are you really afraid of death?

This time, even the "old man" paused, as if thinking carefully for a while, and then when he spoke, there was a little smile in his voice: "Come here, take the person down according to the distinguished guest. Deal with his injury."

"Yes."

Several young people came over and said to Tingfu, "Come with us."

Tingfu refused to leave. After all, once he left, Nan Yan had to stay here alone to face so many wolves like tigers, especially when their actions were discovered. These people still don’t know what malicious plans are. .

He said: "The slave and maidservant stay with the empress!"

Nan Yan patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Observe, I know what to do. You can't help here."

Listening to her saying this, Listening Fu bowed his head a little guilty, but still obediently followed the person.

When their backs disappeared from the gate, Nan Yan looked back at the person above, but didn't ask anything. After all, at this time, there was only one thing that could be done, and that was-meet.

She was waiting for the man to turn around.

However, the "old man" still stood with his back to her, and slowly said: "In fact, this time, you have surprised the old man."

Nan Yan looked at him: "What's the accident?"

"From the very beginning, the old man didn't believe that Hengshenghang could bring out any big fish. That young master Ye was a pawn, and he was blind, and it was excusable, but none of the superiors was greedy for life or death, they said they could attract Emperor, you don’t believe in old age."

"..."

"However, what the old man did not expect was that it would be the imperial concubine that attracted him!"

"..."

"Could it be that you are more afraid of death than a man?"

Nan Yan smiled and said faintly: "I see the old man's status above 10,000 people in Xingluohu, and I know a little about your identity. A man who has been entrenched in Xingluohu for decades and has made the court helpless with you , I should be a talented person if I want to. In that case, how am I so ambiguous and not confident?"

"..."

"Don't say'Is it?' I stand here, so I am less afraid of death than men."

"Hahahaha..."

The man laughed a few times. Although he was thin and thin like a withered pine, the ridiculous sound was thick and powerful, and almost shook the roof.

He smiled and turned around.

At this moment, Nan Yan saw the true face of this person.

This "old man" is more than ancient, with wrinkles, white beard, old and old, but his facial features have a clear and juicy description. He should be a beautiful man when he is young. Moreover, his eyes are reserved. It is piercing, even if you meet him in a rural area, Nan Yan will definitely notice such a pair of outstanding eyes.

A person with such eyes is definitely not an ordinary person.

At this moment, these eyes were smiling, and he looked up and down Nan Yan. At a certain moment, Nan Yan felt that his eyes seemed to be in a trance.

It stands to reason that it should be the first time that two people have met. In fact, it must be that Nan Yan can be sure that he has not seen this person, but for some reason, the "old man" looks at him, but there is something inexplicable. , There is a feeling that is no stranger.

The old man smiled and said, "You should know who the old man is?"

Nan Yan looked at him calmly and slowly said, "Luo-Xing-Wen."

This old rival who competed with the emperor Gao in the past and was about to ascend the throne of God with only one step away. Time is getting old and heroes are getting old, but just looking at those eyes, Nan Yan seems to be able to read those golden ge The iron horse swallows thousands of miles of heroic years.

He just stood there quietly, even with a smile on his face.

But the whole person seems to be a heroic epic filled with gun smoke.

At this moment, he stared at Nan Yan, smiled and said, "You look like a person."

"..."

"Could it be that they wish the family members to choose the "holy concubine" based on this temperament?