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

Nan Yan didn't answer him immediately, but stared blankly at the gate and the golden plaque on the gate.

Zhu Feng frowned: "Huh?"

"..."

Nan Yan looked up at him and shook his head: "It's nothing."

"..."

Zhu Feng's eyebrows frowned, but at this moment, Concubine Kang and Concubine Ning behind him all got out of the carriage, and Gong Guogong and the others had already followed him. At this time, they walked behind him and said softly, "The emperor, the veteran has already given orders. People clean up the courtyard, please, the emperor."

Zhu Feng nodded.

Said: "Let's go."

So, the group entered this Jinlou Garden.

Walking inside, Nan Yan didn't say a word, just bit her lower lip lightly, looking at the surrounding scenery.

Although the sky was already dark now, Lord Cheng Guo would naturally not let the emperor enter the Bieyuan in the dark. Many lanterns are hung on both sides of every road and corridor in the Bieyuan Garden, illuminating the entire Bieyuan Garden like daylight.

Therefore, the surrounding scenery can also be seen.

Because it was getting late, the emperor and the empresses had to settle down and rest first, so they didn't enter the courtyards on both sides, and walked straight along the road.

Passing through the lobby, the back of the lobby is the open house and then the garden.

Finally, they went to the deepest part of the Bieyuan.

Nan Yan looked at this place. Every courtyard was brightly lit. It was obvious that lanterns were hung under the eaves, illuminating every corner inside so brightly, and her face showed that kind of dazed expression.

Zhu Feng glanced at her again.

Walking in, she was the quietest.

Even though she was illuminated by the red lantern, her face turned pale instead.

Chengguo said: "The emperor, the Liuhetang in front of him, is Emperor Gao's favorite residence. This time, the old minister specially cleaned it out, exactly the same as when Emperor Gao came."

Zhu Feng nodded.

Wu Yingqiu smiled and said to Nan Yan: "The imperial concubine, the old minister prepared for the imperial concubine the Yishoutang next to Liuhetang. This place is fresh and elegant, and it is suitable for the empress's cultivation."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "I made the government bother."

"where."

Seeing Wu Yingqiu's smile, a little cold sweat broke out in Nan Yan's clenched hands.

Thinking back to what happened in King Yan's Mansion, this country's father had a deep mind and brilliant methods, and he was so respectful when standing in front of him and talking to him.

What a natural actor.

Unfortunately, his daughter failed to inherit this.

All the emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy are placed on the face.

Just like now, when Wu Wan stood in the crowd and looked at himself, his eyes seemed to eat people.

Wu Yingqiu looked back at her like this, frowned slightly, beckoning her to converge.

Then, smilingly stepped forward, and said to her and Qin Ruolan: "Concubine Zhuang, Concubine Ning, the old minister arranged for the two of Furongju and Yulanju on this side. If anything is wrong, I hope the wife will not Blame it."

Qin Ruolan said indifferently: "Guo Duke has worked hard."

Zhu Feng turned around and pleaded with Wu Ying, "Where does the Lord of the Country live?"

Wu Yingqiu said with a smile: "The emperor, the old minister will serve here for a few days, and he has to go back to Luoyang. These days, I will stay in the west wing over there temporarily."

Zhu Feng glanced over there.

Then he nodded: "It's okay, it's closer to Furongju. You father and daughter haven't seen each other for a long time, so it's good to talk together."

Wu Yingqiu and Wu Wan hurriedly knelt down and kowtow: "Thank you, the emperor."

Zhu Feng waved his hand faintly and said, "Okay, it's late, let's all go away. Let the imperial doctor come over and ask for the pulse of the concubine."

When everyone heard it, their eyes fell on Nan Yan again.

Nan Yan didn't say anything, and followed Zhu Feng into his Yishou Hall.

This place, as Wu Yingqiu said, is fresh and elegant. There are no complicated and extravagant decorations. There are only some simple and generous decorations. In particular, there is a picture of Huang Gongwang’s Jiufeng Xueji hanging on the wall, which is different from the outside. Set against the snow scene.

Nan Yan sat in front of the couch and said softly, "Guo Duke is really interested."

Zhu Feng said lightly: "Of course."

As soon as I sat down, the doctor came.

Carefully diagnosed Nan Yan's pulse, and then reported: "The emperor, there is nothing wrong with the fetus in the womb of the imperial concubine for the time being. It's just that because there was a sign of a fetus slip before, we still have to be cautious."

"..."

"These days, try to rest as much as possible and don't get any more stimulation."

Zhu Feng nodded, and then ordered: "You are here, and come here to ask for your imperial concubine's pulse every day, without error.

"Yes."

The doctor retired.

Zhu Feng turned his head and looked at Nan Yan. Nan Yan smiled and said, "The emperor can rest assured."

"I can't rest assured."

"why?"

"Because you are too disobedient."

When Nan Yan heard it, he stuck out his tongue, and then softly approached his arms, and said softly: "My concubine promises that I will be obedient and won't run around."

"..."

Zhu Feng held her in her arms. Although she was five or six months pregnant, she didn't grow too fat after her belly became bigger. She still felt light and thin in her arms.

Stroking her hair, Zhu Feng said: "You, every time you tell me well, once you turn your head, you forget it."

"..."

Nan Yan hugged him awkwardly.

Is he so disobedient?

At this time, Zhu Feng said again: "By the way, why did you look like that when you were at the door?"

Nan Yan was startled.

Lifting his head from his arms, Zhu Feng looked down at her and said: "I see when you just saw Bieyuan, you seemed a little dazed."

"..."

"what happened to you?"

"..."

Nan Yan's eyes flickered slightly under the candlelight nearby.

She thought for a while and said, "The concubine is nothing."

"..."

"It's just a bit tired."

Zhu Feng glanced at her again, and then said: "Well then, you will go to bed first."

"emperor……"

"I still have some things to deal with."

Nan Yan touched his face and said softly: "The emperor, don't be too tired."

"I know, you can rest early."

After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, and Zhu Feng got up and walked out.

Nan Yan also followed to the door, watching Zhu Feng's figure disappear into the night, and after a while, the lights in the Liuhetang not far from Yishoutang became brighter.

Nan Yan slowly returned to the room.

"Xiaoyu."

Ran Xiaoyu immediately walked in from the door, and his expression was a bit solemn.

Nan Yan beckoned her to come over, then said in a low voice, "How is it, do you think it's a bit strange."

Ran Xiaoyu frowned and said, "Is this the villa that the empress said?"