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

Nan Yan has no idea what happened.

He was held in his arms by Zhu Feng and clung to his solid chest. After listening to the two calm words that seemed like thunder in his mouth, he felt relieved inexplicably.

She leaned gently in his arms.

However, physical discomfort cannot be dispelled by inner peace.

In fact, in the past few days, she has been feeling tired and feeling like she is going to be sick, but she only thought it was because she had been running on the grassland for too long and was a little tired. It was not until this time that she knew something was wrong.

And when she saw that King Beili was about to make people come up to deal with Zhu Feng, the too tight nerves caused her body to collapse suddenly.

Leaning against Zhu Feng's arms, she felt that her lower abdomen was still shrinking, and there were bursts of pain, poking into her heart.

What happened?

She whimpered, and grasped Zhu Feng's skirt with her completely weak hands.

Then, I felt that the people blocking in front of them-Munch and Ajislan, seemed to step aside.

They really got away!

Munch even asked in a low voice: "Nan Yan, is she—"

Zhu Feng ignored him, looking sharply at King Beili who was still standing in front of them.

At this time, he was alone.

However, when he looked at Nan Yan's appearance, he smiled more proudly than before: "Emperor Yan Kingdom, even his own woman is not protected well, so what right does he have to let this king out?"

"..."

"Don't you think, this is your burial place?"

"..."

Nan Yan heard Zhu Feng let out a heavy sigh.

Then he said: "She is here, I didn't want to care about you."

...

"She" refers to herself.

He was worried that he was always by his side, and he was afraid of accidentally hurting himself, so there was no movement.

Just like Munch, do they maintain this delicate balance?

Then now--

Nan Yan only felt that her mind was being pulled out of her body little by little. She reluctantly opened a ray of eyes, but her vision was also blurred.

Only a gust of wind can be heard.

Suddenly, around this beacon tower, at some point, many figures suddenly appeared.

They were standing on the surrounding walls, as if they were still holding cold-light weapons in their hands.

they are--

Is it a soldier?

Is it a guard?

But it seems wrong...

Before Nan Yan's mind plunged into the darkness, he saw the golden clothes on these people, reflecting the dazzling light under the sun, which was almost impossible to look at.

Next, she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

I only heard a trace of tremor in Ashig's voice, saying, "This, these—, impossible! I obviously laid an ambush under the mountain, so that no one would go up the mountain!"

"Humph!"

Zhu Feng snorted coldly.

"Do you want to guard me?"

"..."

"It depends on your own person, what kind of stuff it is."

After speaking, his breath sank, and he said word by word: "I have no time to entangle with you anymore. I only said the last time--"

"..."

"Step aside--!"

Although these last two words are very calm, the powerful pressure seems to make everyone short.

And the weak Nan Yan finally couldn't hold it back, and lost consciousness.

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At this moment, she was half unconscious, half asleep, and tossed for several days.

When I woke up, it was already the third morning.

I slept softly all over, even before opening my eyes, I felt weak in my whole body. After a long time of strength, I barely lifted my eyelids and saw the white curtains on my head and the thin quilt covering my body.

Yes, where is it?

This way, it is not like the Royal Palace of the Kingdom of Lao, nor is it like the City of White Tiger.

It's not like-there will be in the wilderness.

She looked ignorantly at the drapery above her head and thought for a while before slowly remembering everything she had experienced before she passed out.

"Hey……?"

Suddenly she understood what was coming, she opened her mouth subconsciously, and there was a hoarse voice in her throat, which was not like her own voice.

At this moment, Xiaoyu's voice came from around him.

"Manny, you are awake!"

Before Nan Yan could turn his head, he saw a figure rushing up, it was Ran Xiaoyu.

Her eyes were red, and it seemed that she hadn't slept well for several days. Her face was haggard, but when she saw that she woke up, she was so happy that she ignored everything and leaned on the bed: "How are you? Are you still sad?"

"I--"

"I'll call the imperial doctor right away."

After speaking, she turned and left.

The Nanyan people were still a little at a loss. Seeing that she was the only one beside her, he hurriedly stopped her: "Wait a minute, Xiaoyu, you come back first.

Ran Xiaoyu walked back again: "What's the matter?"

"I, I don't know what happened. What happened to us?"

Just now, she only vaguely remembered the situation where she was violent on the beacon before she fell into a coma, but when her eyes were closed or opened, the world changed.

"here is--"

"This is Prince Yan's Mansion."

Ran Xiaoyu saw that she did not seem to be in a state of discomfort, so she walked back, sat on the side of the bed, and said softly, "We have been back to the Yan Palace for two days."

"I've been back for two days? That means, are we all right?"

"of course."

"But, how did we leave?"

She vaguely remembered the situation at the time, but felt that it would be very difficult to get through without a battle.

Nan Yan said, coughing again, her throat was dry and itchy, and there was still a bitter taste in her mouth. She didn't know what they had eaten for herself during the two days of being in a coma.

Xiaoyu hurriedly poured a glass of water to her mouth for her to drink, and then said, "We just left."

"what?"

"They dare not do it."

"why?"

When it comes to this, Ran Xiaoyu's face also showed an unexpected look, and said: "It turns out that the emperor also arranged a man and horse to protect it in secret."

"There is another man and horse?"

Nan Yan frowned and remembered in a daze. At the moment before he passed out, he seemed to see that around the beacon tower, a group of people in brocade appeared suddenly.

"Those people?"

"Yes," Ran Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Although it is not clear, it seems that they are a group of guards personally trained by the Emperor."

"..."

"It's gone without a trace."

"..."

"At a glance, I know that they are much tougher than the soldiers in the country."

"..."

"King Beili, of course he dare not act rashly."

Nan Yan nodded and said, "Then, where is the emperor of Lao? He is like this, let us go?"

Having said that, Ran Xiaoyu looked down at her.

The expression is a bit complicated.

Said: "They see you like this, so they let us go."