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

"Why didn't you meet at that time?"

"..."

Hearing these words, Nan Yan's heart trembled.

Originally, she still had many questions to ask, for example, what is Zhu Feng's attitude towards Qin Ruolan, how much affection does he still have for her, and does he still love her?

However, upon hearing this sentence, she felt that she really didn't need to ask.

No need to ask anything.

Human feelings are moving forward slowly. There are no people or things, and even feelings can be immortal.

Even I am in love with Zhu Feng now, and I don’t even have to live for him, but if one day, he becomes bloodthirsty and commits adultery, would I still like him?

the answer is negative.

The love between two people is not only the first instant collision, but also the long-lasting management.

And obviously, Concubine Ning did not with him.

There is also no love at first sight and love at first sight, and it can last forever without two people paying or nourishing them.

And the reason why she and Zhu Feng are still together now, and she loves him more and more and looks up to him more and more, is because the two people have gone through so much, instead of backing back, but moving forward hand in hand.

Compared with beautiful appearance, prominent housework, rich background, even gentle temperament...

This is what makes people fall in love more and keeps in love.

She stretched out her hand, embraced Zhu Feng's thick shoulders, and smiled gently: "At that time... the concubine was still young, and she was still being chased and beaten by the Si family."

Hearing these words, I felt Zhu Feng's chest trembled again.

Parting slowly, he saw a little smile on his face.

He reached out and twisted Nan Yan's face: "You!"

Nan Yan shook his hand and said softly: "Actually, the concubine was very lucky. It was at this time that she met the emperor. If at that time, the concubine's power would not be enough to accompany the emperor."

"..."

"The emperor, my concubine is fortunate than Concubine Ning that at the best time, I met the best person."

Having said that, Zhu Feng's eyes darkened slightly.

And Nan Yan couldn't help thinking, Ning Fei, what kind of mood does she feel towards Zhu Feng?

Is it really just a use from start to finish?

If this is the case, then what she said almost "shamelessly" in front of her, was it to stimulate herself, or to make her believe something so that she could persevere?

Nan Yan didn't understand.

This dusty past is too difficult for them.

Zhu Feng held her hand with his big backhand again and said, "Then, don't you blame me, didn't you tell you the truth about King Wei?"

"..."

Nan Yan looked up at him.

He was quiet for a while, and then said calmly: "At first, when I knew that King Wei’s biological mother was Concubine Ning, the concubine had indeed been unfair. The concubine had always liked King Wei so much and had always supported him so much, and suddenly discovered that his mother was Concubine Ning, indeed, it is a bit...unacceptable for her concubine."

"..."

"But the concubine can still understand why the emperor is reluctant to say it."

"..."

"Everyone has the right to protect their wounds from being spied on, or even torn apart. Concubines should not force them."

"..."

"What's more, whether or not Concubine Ning, the concubine still likes King Wei and thinks he is a good boy."

Having said that, she raised her head to look at Zhu Feng: "What does the emperor think?"

"..."

Zhu Feng's brows frowned again.

Although Nan Yan was so calm, he still obviously couldn't do it.

His throat was slightly suffocated, and after a while, he said, "You know, I still want you--, I hope you give birth to a prince."

"emperor."

Nan Yan said frankly: "The concubine is no longer Shao'ai, the emperor is not too old... but it is not a short time to wait until the concubine reborn the prince, raise it again, and take another day."

"..."

"What's more, who can guarantee that the son born to a concubine must be a good one?"

Zhu Feng said immediately: "I believe you."

"But the concubine doesn't believe in herself."

Nan Yan said earnestly: "The emperor, the dragon gives birth to nine sons, and none of them becomes a dragon; the tiger gives birth to three sons, and there must be a tiger. No one can guarantee that the prince born to a concubine must be a good one."

"..."

"Furthermore, King Wei's aunt is the queen, he is the eldest son, and his position is orthodox. In the future, there will be younger brothers, he can control it. However, if the emperor insists on waiting for his concubine to give birth to the prince, he is different from King Wei. As a teenager, when we grow up in the future, who can control whom?"

Zhu Feng frowned.

This is indeed a very real problem.

Just like the original Emperor Wen, even if he was enthroned under the blessing of Emperor Gao, but facing himself as an uncle, he really couldn't control himself, so that Jing could hardly fight...

Zhu Feng's breath sank.

This kind of thing really can't happen to one's own children and grandchildren again.

Nan Yan said: "The emperor should be very clear in his heart that Wang Wei is the prince's first choice, no matter who reborn the prince in the harem, it is not suitable for him."

"..."

"What's more, he has a soft temperament and a forgiving heart to the people."

"..."

"The emperor," Nan Yan said to him earnestly: "No matter how great love is, it is also small; no matter how small Sheji is, it is great."

Zhu Feng was embarrassed by her words.

Indeed, in dealing with Zhu Chengxuan, because I hated Qin Ruolan and hated his previous experience, he even refused to treat this child with a fair eye, never looked squarely at his excellence and his qualifications.

Zhu Feng held Nan Yan tightly and suddenly said softly, "I want to change Anping's name."

"Ugh?"

Nan Yan was taken aback, and he was clearly talking about King Wei, why did he suddenly talk about changing the name of Anping?

But she still instinctively said: "What name is the emperor going to change Anping?"

"Heart is flat,"

Zhu Feng said: "Call her peace of mind."

Peace of mind.

Heart...flat...

Nan Yan understood it suddenly, buried his head in his arms, smiled lightly, and said, "This kind of thing is the emperor's choice."

Zhu Feng also lowered his head, almost buried his face in her beautiful hair exuding fragrance.

He said softly, "Nanyan, you are different from them."

"..."

"In this life, I, only you."

"..."

"Don't lie to me, don't!"

Although his voice was very soft, Nan Yan felt that these words were spoken from the deepest wounds in his heart that he did not want to show.

Nan Yan said firmly: "No!"

When the two of them were embracing each other in the small pavilion, Ye Yin walked over from the side and was about to go in and say something to Zhu Feng. Suddenly seeing the situation of the two of them, he immediately took two steps backwards, covering his eyes.

"Oh my eyes!"