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

She is here to stimulate him.

She had spotted this time, this place, and even the situation in front of her, to stimulate Xu Sezong.

Watching Xu Shizong panting, the thin shoulder blades on his back raised high, almost about to penetrate through his thin clothes, pierced from his thin layer of flesh, Nan Yan said in a more cruel tone: "Why, it's uncomfortable? Can't stand it?"

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"Probably the eldest son Xu shouldn't forget the pain of Empress Renxiao's loss of her child when she was surrounded by King Yan's Mansion."

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"I should also experience the despair that I can't ask for over the years."

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"As a woman, there should have been a kind of happiness in her life. Become a mother and watch her child embrace her knees, but you, as a real brother, forced her happiness, no, bloody. Peeled from her body."

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"Should you not be punished?"

Xiao Man was so anxious that his eyes were red, but Xu Sezong refused to let him speak, and he could only stare at Nan Yan with red eyes, worrying, Xu Sezong couldn't even cough out, so he could only lie on the edge of the table constantly. He gasped, and the sound of hurried roar was as if something was about to be taken from his body.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and suppressed the sharp pain in his heart.

Then slowly raised his head to look at Nan Yan, and said with a wry smile: "I thought that the imperial concubine could follow him because she was not afraid of suffering, let alone death."

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"Now that I understand, the concubine's tongue is not so good."

Nan Yan sneered and said, "The advantage of the tongue is only in the tongue."

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"This palace is not like some people who use Guanyin to harm their relatives."

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"Furthermore, it is inevitable for me to do a lion roar when I come to Buddha, let alone a mere mortal in this palace."

At this time, Xu Sezong was already panting and couldn't support it anymore. He was sitting there writing, almost exhausted all the energy that the ginseng soup he had drunk to lift him up. At this time, it was really oily. When the lamp was dead, Xiao Man felt his bones were weakening when he was supporting him, and his whole person couldn't stop sinking.

Xiao Man seemed to realize something in his heart.

He didn't dare to say anything to Nan Yan, so he could only comfort Xu Sezong in a low voice: "My son, let's go to bed and rest. Anyway, my son has finished writing everything."

"..."

Xu Shizong said weakly: "First, wait a minute."

After speaking, he leaned on Xiao Man and took another breath, finally accumulating a bit of strength, and then raised his hand: "Give me what I asked you to prepare."

"Yes."

Xiao Man turned and walked aside, and took out three embroidered pouches from a cabinet, one bluish white, one water red, and one dark purple, and handed them to Xu Shizong. Xu Shizong took it, coughing, and put them on the table. The three pieces of paper he wrote were rolled up and put into these three embroidered pouches.

Nan Yan raised her eyebrows slightly: "Tips and tricks?"

Xu Shizong turned his head and glanced at her, and said faintly: "It's not a trick. I can only do my best to help him settle the world."

"An Tianxia..."

Nan Yan repeated these three words and sneered.

Xu Shizong tightened each embroidered bag tightly, and these small movements made him sweat cold. He said softly: "I know that this is a joke to the imperial concubine, but it is Confucian students only have this little wish."

Nan Yan lifted Erlang's legs and slowly said: "My palace is not smiling at'An Tianxia', but you are going to help people like Zhu Chengjin to settle the world."

Xu Shizong said: "He is orthodox."

South flue: "If his heart is not righteous, what is orthodox?"

Xu Shizong's brows suddenly wrinkled.

He looked back at Nan Yan and didn't say anything immediately. He just nodded to Xiaoman. Xiaoman immediately helped him turn around and walked onto the bed. When he lay down, Xiaoman gently covered him with a quilt. He said weakly: "The son has suffered from his early years--to be exact, his experience was given to him by the person next to your bed, Niang Niang, so his disposition has changed drastically."

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"But no matter what, he is dynasty orthodox."

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"I also believe that when the world is settled, he will become the emperor and everything will be fine."

"Ha ha,"

Nan Yan sneered again. This time, instead of sitting in a chair to talk to Xu Shizong, she raised her hand. Tingfu, who was standing next to her, immediately reached out to support her and helped her walk slowly to the bed. At the same time, Xiao Man stood in front of her with some guard, as if to stop her from hurting Xu Sezong.

Nan Yan glanced at him lightly and said, "Don't be afraid."

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"My palace will not attack your son."

Xu Shizong also said: "Xiao Man stepped aside, what a noble concubine, how could she treat a patient like me. The noble concubine has a precious heart, and I still believe in her."

Nan Yan smiled, and Xiao Man reluctantly retreated to the side.

Nan Yan looked down at Xu Shizong and said with a sneer: "Actually, this palace has just stimulated you for so long. Looking at you like this, although the palace feels happy for Queen Renxiao, it really feels pitiful for you."

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"Pity you for that person, even your own sister can endure to harm you, but he treats you more cruelly than you treat your sister."

"...!"

Xu Shizong's weak body trembled slightly.

He looked up at Nan Yan: "What did you say?"

Nan Yan leaned down, almost leaned in front of him, and slowly said with a voice that only two people could hear: "Did you tell this palace before that your life has always been hanging by your medicine jars? But have you ever thought about it, why since you entered the Jinling Palace, since the main palace has lived next to you behind the Wuying Hall, the more you drink the medicine, the more your life is like a candle in the wind, and now, it’s about to leave. It's the end."

"..."

Xu Shizong looked at her, his eyes gradually stiffened.

Nan Yan smiled, slowly raised his hand, and patted his collar.

Xu Shizong opened his eyes and looked at her.

"you--"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "You are taking medicine to your sister. Maybe one day, this palace will return this pen to you."

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"Before I left Xiajiang Town and entered Xingluo Lake, my palace had already prepared poison in private, all sewn into the collar of every change of clothes brought by my palace. Even the emperor didn't know this."

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"These medicines are prepared by this palace for yourself and for you."