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

After a while, he said, "Are you making a tantrum with me?"

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak, just straightened her back and stood.

Zhu Feng's brows wrinkled, his body already exuded an extremely disturbing sense of oppression.

"Do you really want to have a temper with me?"

"..."

Nan Yan did not turn around anymore, but was silent for a long time before turning his face and whispering: "The concubine is here this time, but there is something to tell the emperor."

Zhu Feng subconsciously said: "What's the matter?"

"Just now in the Yikun Palace, she was calmed by heart, as if she was called "Father Emperor"."

"..."

"Of course, the concubine may have heard it wrong."

"..."

"The concubine retires."

After speaking, she walked out without looking back.

Zhu Feng frowned and looked at her back. After a long time, his hands on the table slowly clenched into fists, and he sat down.

what happened?

At that moment, what happened to the anger that surged in my heart?

Why a little, can't suppress your emotions?

Originally, he was very happy when he heard that Xinping was already able to call people. He wanted to fly to Yikun Palace immediately to see his beloved daughter. However, when he was happy, there was an indescribable gloomy anger in his heart. He weighed heavily in his heart.

Not only did he burn himself, but he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, it was more like burning his whole body a little dry.

He frowned and said solemnly: "Shunzi!"

Xiao Shunzi also heard the sound coming from inside before, almost arguing, and his face turned pale in fright. He didn't dare to look at it, but said carefully at the door: "What's the emperor's order?"

Zhu Feng said solemnly: "Tea!"

At the word "tea", Xiao Shunzi shivered.

He hadn't forgotten that the emperor had been accustomed to drinking Feng Zhaoyi's tea recently, and he couldn't get used to it every time he made tea.

Normally, that's all, at this time, he was angry.

If I make him dissatisfied, wouldn't it be--

Just as Xiao Shunzi was shivering, a familiar voice came from behind him: "Father Shun."

Looking back, it was Xiaoman, with a cup of tea in his hand, appeared in front of him with a smile, and said sweetly: "Our family Zhaoyi said that the emperor may be in a bad mood today. Let the slave and maid come here specially and give it to the emperor. Send a cup of tea."

Xiao Shunzi is amnesty: "This is really great."

After speaking, he took it, nodded to Xiaoman, and then sent the tea in.

Zhu Feng took a sip and felt the yin fire in his heart slowly drop, but he still didn't feel enough, so he took another sip.

A cup of tea is finished in two mouthfuls.

Finally, it seemed to take a sigh of relief.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Shunzi was also relieved and carefully exited the Imperial Study Room.

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On the other side, Nan Yan returned to Yikun Palace with a calm face.

Her complexion was gloomy, and even the bright sun above her head could not illuminate the haze in her eyes, but when she walked to the gate of Yikun Palace, she heard the careful and cheerful laughter from inside.

Called with her milky milk: "Father-the emperor -"

"Yes, the princess is amazing."

"Mother, mother--"

"Mother and concubine, come and talk to the slave and maidservant, mother--concubine--"

Hearing her daughter's voice, even though her heart was reddened by the fire, Nan Yan took a deep breath, regaining a smile on her face, and then raised her foot to walk in.

"Heart is flat."

Aunt Tongyun was playing with Princess Xinping on the bed. When she saw that she was back, she immediately said happily, "Niang."

After speaking, he subconsciously looked behind Nan Yan.

However, behind her, there was only Nian Qiu who was following her, and no one else.

Aunt Tongyun was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Niang, didn't you go to the Imperial Study Room and tell the emperor the good news?"

"Ok."

"Then, why did the emperor—not here?"

Nan Yan's smile, which had barely maintained, was slightly stiff at this time.

After all, Aunt Tongyun is smart. When she saw the gloomy color on her face, she immediately understood what might have happened, and got up quickly, while Nan Yan sat on the edge of the couch and stretched out her hand to hug Cao Ping, who was rushing.

The daughter blinked her **** and white eyes and looked at her happily: "Mother... Mother..."

The word "concubine" may be difficult to say, but she still can't say it.

However, it has only been more than nine months, and the average child can't say these words. She is already very smart and powerful.

Nan Yan held her small body full of milk fragrance and said softly: "It's still my heart that is calm."

The child has animal-like sensitivity and intuition. Xiaoping seems to also feel that the joy of the mother is gradually fading, and there is a faint sorrow. Her chubby hand stroked Nan Yan's face and kissed her with a small mouth: "mother……"

Aunt Tongyun was aside, and said with some worry: "Manny, what happened? Why didn't the emperor come over?"

Upon hearing this, the gloom in Nan Yan's eyes became even deeper.

Nianqiu didn't dare to take a breath all the way, so she cautiously said to Aunt Tongyun: "The lady just met Feng Zhaoyi in the Imperial Study Room."

"what?"

"She came out of the imperial study room, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit wrong."

"..."

Aunt Tongyun frowned, thought for a while, and looked at Nan Yan.

She whispered: "Niangniang, have you quarreled with the emperor?"

Nan Yan sighed and nodded.

Aunt Tongyun frowned.

She thought for a while, and whispered: "Niangniang, the maidservant knows that the emperor is indeed different from everyone in the harem to the emperor, but the emperor is the emperor after all..."

"..."

"You can talk to the emperor, or make a fuss, it doesn't matter, but don't go head-on."

"..."

"You know, because of King Wei's affairs, some people in the harem, and even some people in the previous dynasty, are staring at the empress, and the empress can no longer be alienated from the emperor."

"..."

Nan Yan glanced at her.

Did not speak.

She knew that Aunt Tongyun was thinking about herself wholeheartedly, and her words really made sense.

Nan Yan took a deep breath, and then said: "I, I know, so I didn't really want to face him head-on."

"that--"

"It's just that some words are not very pleasant."

"Can it be restored?"

Nan Yan looked down at Xinping in his arms, and then said: "When I left, I still told him about Xinping's ability to speak. When he died out, I would come over at night, and then I would talk to him. talk."

Aunt Tongyun breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

He smiled and said, "That's good."

Even Nianqiu, who had been cautious and dared not take a breath, showed a little smile at this moment.

Everyone put down a snack.

Unlike Nan Yan, these slaves did not have any sense of existence in front of the emperor. Their life and death honor and disgrace were all tied to the noble concubine.

Therefore, they can only hope that the concubine is good.

Only if the concubine is good, they can have at least a stable life.

If the imperial concubine really hardened himself with the emperor, she, together with the servants and servants of them, would not be able to eat any good fruit, especially the servants would only make life worse than death.

Aunt Tongyun hurriedly said: "Then, let the slave and maid let someone go down and prepare."

Nan Yan glanced at her and smiled bitterly: "It's so early now."

"Uh, that's right."

Aunt Tongyun laughed herself.

Nan Yan faintly waved his hand and said, "Well, you all go down, and it's not too late to prepare until the evening."

"Yes."

Everyone looked at her face and knew that her mood hadn't improved yet, so they didn't bother her, and they all retreated.

Nan Yan hugged the meat in his arms and sighed slightly.

How did that happen?

She knew that Zhu Feng was very busy these days. He hadn't visited Yikun Palace for more than a month. This was rare in the past, not to mention that there is now a daughter he loves so much.

He seemed so busy that he even forgot about his daughter.

However, she also knew that he was the emperor, and it was impossible to be by their mother and daughter all the time, so Nan Yan did not go to him from time to time like other concubines. She felt that when he appeared, he naturally Will appear.

However, today the daughter called out the word "Father Emperor" for the first time, and he was still not present.

Therefore, Nanyan still went.

However, I saw Feng Shu in the Imperial Study Room.

The provocative smile on her face that was almost a "victor" made Nan Yan feel very dazzling, so when she walked into the Imperial Study Room, her heart was already burning with irrepressible anger.

When two people talk, naturally, they can't calm down.

But in fact, she still wanted to hear Zhu Feng's explanation.

She didn't believe it either, but in just over a month, he would completely change, so before leaving, she still left that sentence.

Be it, give him a step.

According to her understanding of Zhu Feng and his love for his daughter, he will definitely come to Yikun Palace tonight. At that time, calm down and talk to him.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath.

Lowered his head to face the gentleman in his arms and said, "I must figure out what your father thinks."

"Mother, mother--"

Seeing her daughter's innocent and cute look, Nan Yan smiled wearily.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was evening, and the lights in the Yikun Palace were brightly lit, and the imperial dining room received the order from the imperial concubine, and had already cooked many delicacies and delivered them, and a table was full.

The aroma is overflowing.

Nan Yan sat at the table and looked outside.

The sky gradually darkened.

However, the gate of Yikun Palace remained silent. Before listening to Fu, it was only guarded at the door. Later, watching Nan Yan's frowning brows, he couldn't hold back, and ran out one by one.

Still nothing happened.

Even if the weather is hot, at night, the dishes on the table are all cold, with a thin, transparent layer of oil floating on it, like condensed frost.

Gives a sense of coldness.

Aunt Tongyun and their faces were also a little pale. They looked at the back of Nan Yan sitting there, came forward carefully, and said softly, "Mother, the emperor...maybe busy, he can't come."