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

She stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, coughed softly, and stood up from the bed. As soon as she was about to call someone, she heard a sound of talking outside.

It seems that Zhu Feng is talking to people in a low voice.

What are you talking about?

Nan Yan pricked his ears to listen, but couldn't hear clearly. After a while, the words seemed to be over. Zhu Feng confessed a few more words, and then he heard the footsteps of people outside turning and leaving.

Then, Zhu Feng closed the door and walked back.

As soon as I entered the inner room, I saw Nan Yan sitting on the bed, her shirt hanging down, lazy, and her long black hair draped over her shoulders.

The morning light shone on her face.

White and pure, as if the whole person was glowing.

Last night, the two people just hugged each other, and there was no closer contact. Seeing her at this time, I felt that she was very beautiful.

Zhu Feng is an energetic man, but he rarely puts his energy on women. For him, dealing with state affairs all night is more fulfilling than holding a woman all night.

Of course, unless this woman is Sinan Yan.

Sometimes, he felt that she was plain and unremarkable, but in his eyes, there was always a sense of temptation. In many cases, he was seduced by her, fainted by her, and lingered on the bed.

However, what really strikes a man's heart is not the **** beauty.

On the contrary, it was such a casual glance...

The two have been together for so many years, and even have children, but sometimes, when they suddenly see her like this, they still feel a little shocked.

Zhu Feng coughed lightly, concealing his momentary helplessness.

And Nan Yansi didn't know. At that moment, the thought of the man in front of him was so turbulent, and he only raised his head and asked him, "The emperor, what's the matter?"

Zhu Feng walked over, tucked a strand of hair from her shoulders behind her head, and said, "It's nothing."

"Oh?"

Nan Yan tilted his head and looked at him.

If it's nothing, why would anyone come to disturb the emperor and concubine to rest early in the morning?

Looking at the clear light gleaming in her eyes, Zhu Feng knew that he could not hide it from her.

However, his eyes moved down somehow.

She had been tossing about in the first half of the night, and then fell asleep peacefully in her arms in the second half of the night. At this time, her clothes were messy, and a white skin leaked out of her chest.

"Ahem."

Zhu Feng coughed twice, and stretched out her hands to pull her belt.

"Put your clothes on and see what you look like!"

"...?"

Nan Yan looked down, then looked at Zhu Feng's twinkling eyes, and suddenly understood what was coming.

Actually, who just woke up like this?

Piansheng made this look, as if he had put on this look deliberately to seduce him, Nan Yan's ears couldn't help but flushed, and he hurriedly reached out to close his clothes.

Then he said: "The emperor can say now, is there something wrong?"

"..."

That touch of whiteness was immediately covered.

Although she asked her to put on the clothes, Zhu Feng felt a little pity at this time.

However, it is indeed not the time for cranky thinking.

He turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, unfolding the edge of the bed, motioning for her to dress himself first, Nan Yan hurriedly got up, took the clothes on the hanger beside the bed and put it on him, and he got busy.

Only then did Zhu Feng say: "The surnamed Xue, and Li Lai——"

"What? The emperor wants his concubines to go and let them go immediately?"

"Do not,"

Zhu Feng said: "Don't use it for now."

"..."

"Let them stay."

Nan Yan's busy hands suddenly stopped and looked up at him: "Why?"