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

Zhu Feng turned his head and glared at her.

Nan Yan shrank her neck in fright.

Speaking of which, these political matters were something that the female officer of Shangbao shouldn't carelessly ask, or even express opinions, she hurriedly lowered her head.

Seeing her lower eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, Zhu Feng's anger was calmed down. After being silent for a while, he turned his head and said to Jian Ruocheng, "I will consider this matter again."

"..."

"But no matter what, you can't go now."

"……Yes."

Although the matter has not been decided, he is willing to think about it, which is already a very good phenomenon.

After all, if Zhu Feng had guarded Beiping in his previous style, he would continue to send troops, and it would be impossible to fight until next year, but that is definitely not a good phenomenon.

Jian Ruocheng and Ye Yu both let out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, there was a sound of talking outside, and the guards guarding outside walked in and reported: "The emperor, the child named Li Bushang is here again."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while and said, "Let him come in."

As soon as Nan Yan heard Li Bushang's name, he hurriedly raised his head, and saw that the tent was opened. Li Bushang's small figure jumped in like a gust of wind. He glanced at Zhu Feng and the others, and then moved to the side. At first glance, she saw Nan Yan sitting on the bed in the corner and rushing directly to her side.

"Nanyan!"

Nan Yan gave him a cold sweat.

None of the people here were respectful to Zhu Feng and bowed his head to ears, but the child seemed to have no emperor in his eyes, and he didn't even look at him.

What if Zhu Feng gets angry?

She hurriedly said: "Why are you so unruly?"

With that said, he took a careful look at Zhu Feng.

He found that although his face was not very good-looking, he didn't seem to be irritated. He just waved at the guard at the door, let him retreat, and then looked at them again.

Nan Yan grabbed Li Bu's arm and said softly, "No, you have to salute when you see the Emperor, you know?"

Li Bushang heard her "teaching" herself like this. Although she was a little impatient, he still turned around slowly, bowing his hands a bit stiffly and saying, "Meet the Emperor, Lord Ye, Lord Jian."

Zhu Feng looked at them coldly.

After Li Bushang paid a salute, all his attention turned to Nan Yan's body. He raised his head and looked at her: "Nan Yan, how is the injury on your foot? Does it still hurt?"

Jian Ruocheng's face showed a stunned expression.

It seems that until now, I didn't know what happened.

Nan Yan shook his head hurriedly: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt much."

"That's good, I've been worrying about you last night, and stayed up all night."

"You."

Obviously he is a child and doesn't know anything, but he always looks like an adult in front of him, which makes people feel funny and distressed.

Nan Yan smiled and reached out to touch his unkempt hair.

However, when Li Buhuan's eyes fell behind her, looking at the bed she was sitting on, and the quilt on the bed hadn't been folded in time, and the pile was messy, he suddenly said: "Nan Yan, you just last night Sleep in this bed?"

"Ok."

"Are you sleeping alone?"

"..."

Nan Yan only felt that at this moment, the atmosphere in the entire tent sank.

Especially Ye Yu who had stepped aside, his eyes lit up, and he glanced at himself secretly, as if his ears were also erected.