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

"Busy? Can't come?"

Nan Yan murmured and repeated these words, raising his head, looking at them blankly.

Seeing the expression in her eyes at this moment, Aunt Tongyun only felt sour.

Although she has given birth to a daughter, Nan Yan's eyes still look very clean. Sometimes, there is even a girlish innocence, but at this moment, her eyes are scarred.

It seemed that during this period of silent waiting, an invisible sword was stabbing her.

"Manny..."

Aunt Tongyun wanted to say something to comfort her, but Nan Yan had already raised her hand and swayed it gently, and said, "It's okay, you guys take all the food away."

"Manny, you haven't used dinner yet."

"I can not eat."

"but--"

"Don't persuade me," Nan Yan smiled bitterly, trying to make a relieved expression: "I really can't eat this time."

Seeing her saying this, Aunt Tongyun knew that there was no way to persuade, so she could only instruct Nianqiu and the others to remove the food.

"You all go out, I want to stay alone."

"Yes."

Everyone walked out quietly and closed the door.

In the large and empty Yikun Palace, only Nan Yan sat alone at the table, facing the lone lamp on the table.

This was the first time that she felt the cold and loneliness in the palace.

And everyone who quit Yikun Palace frowned.

Nianqiu walked worryingly behind Aunt Tongyun and said softly: "Aunty, is it true that the emperor will not come tonight?"

"It seems, yes."

"Where will the emperor go? Is it really going to Feng Zhaoyi?"

"..."

Aunt Tongyun sighed: "Maybe."

Nianqiu said softly, "Auntie, do you want me to sneak over there to have a look?"

Aunt Tongyun turned to look at him, and said with a wry smile: "What's the use of seeing it? The emperor has gone up and won't come; if she didn't go, won't he or won't come?"

Hearing him say this, Nianqiu only felt like a big rock was pressed against her heart.

The two continued to walk out.

The sky is already completely dark, plus the distance from Yikun Palace, it seems that no light can be seen before and after, Nianqiu said softly: "Aunt, our mother, are we going to fall out of favor?"

"...!"

Aunt Tongyun's heart trembled.

In fact, the harem honored pets come and go fast, and flowers do not have a hundred days red. They all understand this truth, but seeing the emperor’s love for the imperial concubine a few days ago, they vaguely feel that this kind of feeling is possible. Everlasting.

But it turned out that they were all wrong.

Nothing can be eternal.

｜

Nan Yan slept at the table all night.

The next morning, she was awakened by the sound of the door slamming and pushing open. She raised her head, feeling sore in her neck, and almost screwed it.

"what……"

She whispered in pain.

Ran Xiaoyu was not the one who walked in from the outside.

She took three steps in two steps, walked to Nan Yan and said, "Manny, why did you sleep on the table all night?"

"I'm fine."

Nan Yan concealed it and waved her hand, lowering her red eyes.

As soon as she saw her appearance, Ran Xiaoyu understood everything, and asked: "The empress waited for the emperor all night, didn't she?"

"I……"

Nan Yan hesitated.

She knows how good Ran Xiaoyu treats herself, and she can't see herself being wronged a bit. If she wants to let her know about this, she is afraid that she will not know how much trouble will be caused.

He shook his head faintly: "This, nothing."

"..."

"He is the emperor, even if he really wants to favor Feng Zhaoyi, it is justified."

Ran Xiaoyu looked at her with a complicated expression, and said, "Niang, but the emperor didn't go to Feng Chaoyi last night."

"what?"

When Nan Yan heard this, she looked at her with wide eyes in surprise.

"You said the emperor didn't go to Feng Zhaoyi's place last night."

"No."

"The emperor has been in the royal study room last night."

"is it?"

Nan Yan was a little stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that Zhu Feng hadn't gone to Feng Shu's place, and she felt sad or happy.

Just as she frowned with a complicated expression, Xiaoyu continued: "Although the emperor didn't go to Feng Zhaoyi's yesterday, a major incident happened this morning."

"What's the big deal?"

"Ye Xu told me," Ran Xiaoyu frowned and said, "Ye Xu said that the emperor had reviewed a memorial and allowed King Ning Zhuxuan to serve as the Beijing Zhaoyin in Beijing."

"what?!"

Nan Yan couldn't believe her ears.

Holding the edge of the table with both hands, she stood up abruptly, but because she stood too hard, her head became dizzy and almost fell. Fortunately, Ran Xiaoyu held out her hand and held her.

Nan Yan grabbed his arm with his backhand and said, "Xiaoyu, you say it again, what does the emperor let King Ning be?"

Ran Xiaoyu said solemnly: "After the capital is moved, let King Ning be the Beijing Zhaoyin of Peking."

"...!"

Nan Yan gasped.

Ran Xiaoyu looked at her suddenly pale face, and asked with some worry: "Manny, Ye Xun also seems very nervous, but the servants don't understand very well. No matter how big Jing Zhaoyin is, he won't have the power of the current Duke. I can't talk about the power of the prince. King Ning is already a prince. Is there such a big influence as a Jing Zhaoyin?"

Nan Yan took a sigh of relief and said, "Ning Wang, it's nothing; Jing Zhaoyin, it's nothing."

"..."

"But if King Ning adds Jing Zhaoyin, things will get bigger."

"..."

"This is called Prince Yin Jing."

"Prince Yoon Kyung?"

These four words are a little strange to Ran Xiaoyu, she frowned and asked: "What do you mean?"

Nan Yan said: "Since the founding of the Great Yan Dynasty, although it has only gone through three generations so far, it has formed a convention that when deciding the successor of the dynasty, the prince will be canonized first, and then the prince will serve as Jing Zhao Yin."

"what?"

"Previously, Emperor Gao's prince and grandson all walked this way."

"..."

"In fact, just before the Great Yan Dynasty, such an unwritten convention had been formed for thousands of years."

"It turned out to be like this," Ran Xiaoyu said, frowning: "Why is King Ning?"

"Yes, why is King Ning."

Nan Yan's complexion became more solemn.

Originally, Zhu Chengxuan was canonized by the king of Wei, and since Zhu Feng left Jinling, he has been supervising the country as a prince. Although he did not hold the position of Jing Zhaoyin, he generally had such a status.

So next, he was registered as a prince, almost a matter of course.

Now suddenly a King Ning emerged as Jing Zhaoyin.

Prince Yoon Kyung...

How did that happen?

He and Zhu Feng had already said so clearly before, and he also understood that letting Wei Wang be the heir was the best and most appropriate choice.

Why did King Ning emerge at this moment?

But Zhu Feng allowed it.

Is he crazy?