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

Nan Yan looked at her and said, "Is it worth it?"

Dragonfly looked up at her, as if she wanted to talk, but she couldn't breathe, she could only press her chest, and it took a while to take a breath. There was a sickly blush in her pale face, and she whispered: "The people are willing."

Nan Yan still said: "My palace asks you if it's worth it."

"..."

Dragonfly was silent for a while again.

At this time, the people outside got into the carriage and the carriage, and the horses were all lined up. Hearing an order from the front, the carriage shook slightly and began to drive forward with the brigade.

The two people sat in the car and also shook.

At this moment, a few more words swayed from Dragonfly’s mouth, but it was as low as if it were coming from under the ground. She whispered: "The imperial concubine is aloof, what you have experienced, you will, all Ordinary people like Minnu can never dream of it."

"..."

"I can't be like a concubine, nor can I do it."

"..."

"All I can do is this, nothing more—"

After speaking, she looked up at Nan Yan again, as if smiling. She was originally a beautiful girl, young, and she was supposed to be like a flower, but after such a change, she has gone through this torture, and now she is full of lifelessness, especially in the carriage. The light is not very good either, she laughed, her cheekbones were raised high, her eye sockets were sunken, giving the illusion of a skeleton.

Nan Yan couldn't help but frowned.

Qingting herself seemed to feel her disgust, and immediately turned her head and turned her face to the window. Although the curtain had not been lifted up, and she couldn't see anything outside, she didn't want her face to meet Nan Yan's eyes again.

Nan Yan looked at the back of her head and sighed after a long time.

The carriage quickly drove out of the palace and walked on the avenue for a while.

Although Nan Yan hadn't returned to Jinling for a long time, after all, he had been canonized here and lived for so long. Whether it was before and after the canonization, Zhu Feng often took her out of the palace. She couldn't be more familiar with this road.

After walking for a while, you should go to Suzaku Street, where there are many shops on both sides, which is usually the busiest time.

However, after the previous battle, the city must not be prosperous.

But it was too quiet.

It's like, as if their carriage passed by, a dead city.

Nan Yan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain to look out, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

This bustling street in the past was full of traffic and people coming and going. Now, no one can be seen, not only can’t see it, but the street is devastated. The shops and residential buildings on both sides are not even with them. Even many of the doors and windows were burnt down, and blood was flowing on the ground. Looking through the broken door, you could even see the corpses lying on the ground in those houses.

"what--"

Nan Yan whispered.

Although she knew that Zhu Chengjin opened Jinling City and let Fang Zhen and Li Chen plunder them for two days, she also knew that this kind of practice would definitely make the people in Jinling City unhappy, but when she really saw it, it still seemed to be stuck in her heart. a knife.

She gritted her teeth immediately.

Zhu Chengjin, you are simply a devil!

Just when Nan Yan was very angry, she heard the breathing of the people next to her become cramped, and when she turned her head, it was Dragonfly who also raised the corner of the curtain and looked outside.

In the sun, her already lifeless face was so pale at this time without a trace of blood.

Those eyes were blood red.

Seeing the scenes outside, she must have also thought of herself, remembering everything she encountered when Nan Yan entered Jinling City before. If Nan Yan hadn't rescued her, she would have become one of these corpses. Now, maybe it's stinking and rotten.

Would that be better?

The wheels ran over, horseshoes burst into waves, these sounds roused a group of crows outside, making a whirring sound, a large swath of dark crows hovering above them.

In broad daylight, in such an originally prosperous Jinling city, there was even a rotting crow.

It can be seen how many people died in this city.

Dragonfly closed her eyes vigorously and lowered the curtain. Not only did she lower it, she also pressed the underside of the curtain with her hands to prevent the wind from blowing up and let her see the outside again.

Nan Yan couldn't bear to look directly at the situation outside.

However, she lifted the curtain a little higher, and most of her head got out, looking up at the huge, dark crow hovering above her head, the monotonous hoarse voice, like the same The funeral song echoed in the silent Jinling city.

The corners of Nan Yan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an almost hideous smile.

She slowly said, "This tune is just right."

When I said this, the people around me didn’t hear them. Everyone felt that the crows above their heads were irritating. Only Ye Yu, who was riding behind their carriage, seemed to look up at Nan Yan, but Nan Yan was no one. I didn't look at it, and went back to the carriage.

The convoy passed through the city and finally reached the gate of Jinling.

There were no people in the city, but the gate was heavily guarded, and the flags flying above the city tower were covered with the color of blood in the setting sun slanting west.

The carriage stopped a bit.

This time, Nan Yan only raised the curtain and glanced out. It should be Zhu Chengjin's last warrior to guard the city before leaving the city. Although he is not desperate this time-after all, he already has a Jinling city in his hand, which is from the south. Kyoto, this allowed him to advance and retreat, but he still put a large number of people into this battle.

Yangzhou City, he is determined to win.

It’s just that the people who stayed behind to guard Jinling City are somewhat lost. After all, all soldiers hope to go out to fight, especially when attacking a prosperous city like Yangzhou. In order to encourage soldiers to fight bravely, general generals will allow them after victory. Looting in the city, so this time the soldiers on the expedition are almost aiming to get rich.

And what is left can only be watched indifferently.

But for Zhu Chengjin, Jinling City had already been taken down, and he didn't have to worry about it, so he exhorted a few words and took his men out of the city.

The carriage drove up the official road outside the city.

After leaving the city, Nan Yan poked his head back and glanced back at Jinling City in the sunset. The crow that had been following them did not follow out at this time, but continued to hover over Jinling City, except that it was hoarse. The sound like a funeral song, but it spreads far, even far away, like a shadow.

Until they came to the river.