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

"Ruo Cheng, what's the matter with you?"

Jian Ruocheng was in a daze, and Jian Ruojun's voice rang in his ears. He hurriedly recovered and saw that his eldest brother was looking at him: "Father is asking you something."

Jian Ruocheng hurriedly turned his head, Jian Tongguang looked upset.

"What are you thinking about?

Jian Ruocheng hurriedly said, "Father forgive me."

Jian Tongguang said: "I ask you, is the emperor about to let Nan Yan return to the palace?"

Jian Ruocheng turned his head and glanced at Nan Yan, who was still embarrassed. He was embarrassed to raise his head and nodded and said: "The purpose should be tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow at the latest. The palace has been cleaned up."

Jane Tongguang pouted unhappy.

"Really."

"..."

"What happened to letting her stay at our house for two more days?"

People often say that old children, old children, and some people usually have a staid and unsmiling temperament, but the older the older the more the child’s temperament, just like Jian Tongguang, although in front of students he looks like a respected Confucian, but in front of his family, It is inevitable to be self-willed, like a child.

Immediately, Jian Ruojun and Mrs. Jiahe Shao immediately agreed: "That's it."

"Should stay for two more days."

Nan Yan was touched again, and wanted to laugh a little, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Jian, for your care. It’s just that I’ve been bothering me for so long since I came to the mansion, really—"

"Hey!" Jian Tongguang waved his hand: "What's bothering you? Come, it's too late for the old to be happy."

"..."

"It's best to stay in our house in the future..."

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, they are a little bit dumbfounded.

The dinner was finished in a warm and awkward atmosphere.

Jian Ruocheng was ordered by his old father to send Nan Yan back to the room, and into the warm room. The two of them faced each other alone. It was inevitable that they were at a loss. Jian Ruocheng's eyes flickered.

The two were relatively speechless for a long time. He finally sighed and said first: "Father is old, there are some things... he can't see clearly, Nan Yan, don't blame him."

Nan Yan's face flushed again.

She whispered: "I, how can I blame Old Jane? He is so kind to me..."

Jian Ruocheng said again: "I hope that the two of us will remain the same as before. No matter what they say, don't let this matter affect you and me... I'll still be with you..."

Nan Yan hurriedly said, "I am also willing to continue to be friends with Master Jian."

"..."

"It's something I can't ask for to have a friend like Master Jian."

Jian Ruocheng smiled.

Although there are still some unspeakable emotions in his eyes, he quickly cleared up those emotions, and then said: "Well, you can rest early. You are also tired today."

"Prince Jian, you should rest earlier."

After the two said goodbye to each other, Jian Ruocheng left her room.

As soon as I went out, I saw Haoyue in the air.

Some cold moonlight shone on the open space in front of the door, like frost spreading across the ground.

And he stood in the moonlight, as if standing in the snow and ice, gradually getting cold hands and feet.

After a long time, he turned and left.

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The next day, Jian Ruocheng was rarely at home.

He wanted to take a leave in the palace, saying that he had suffered some wind and cold. Although he also knew that Zhu Feng was afraid of getting angry, but after so many days of continuous rotation, the iron beater could not hold it.

He took the initiative to go to Jian Tongguang's room, and had breakfast with his old father.

In the originally harmonious atmosphere, after two or three sentences from him, Jian Tongguang suddenly became angry and put the bowls and chopsticks on the table with a snap.

"what did you say?!"