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

As Nanyan had guessed.

In Yanxi Palace, the candlelight was shining, but it was not so bright.

So when Zhu Feng walked in, he even felt a little gloomy, and at a glance, he saw Qin Ruolan sitting at the table, looking at her quietly.

The candlelight flickering on the table was reflected in those clear eyes.

Zhu Feng's breath sank slightly.

He likes swords and famous horses more than women, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel the beauty and ugliness of women.

Besides, it is such a peerless beauty as Qin Ruolan.

Looking at beauties under candles is even more exciting than ever.

However, the throbbing in Zhu Feng's heart did not come from his heart.

It was a kind of pain that had been far away from him, as if he had almost forgotten since Sinanyan appeared in front of him.

At this time, he suddenly lived.

He took a deep breath, walked over slowly, and sat down.

"Today is your birthday."

Qin Ruolan raised a pair of clear eyes and said softly: "It's hard for the emperor to remember."

"I didn't remember it originally,"

Zhu Feng said coldly: "But I heard that Nan Yan has prepared a birthday gift for you."

"..."

"It's just that I haven't had time to send it over."

Qin Ruolan's thin shoulder twitched slightly.

Her posture is extraordinarily beautiful and delicate, like a pear flower on the river bank, even if it is trembling, it looks like a flower branch trembling slightly, giving people a feeling of exceptional beauty.

But at this moment, Zhu Feng's eyes were burnt, but only dazzling.

Subconsciously, he turned his eyes away.

Seeing his indifference, Qin Ruolan's face became paler, she smiled and whispered: "The emperor really loves the noble concubines."

"..."

"I was worried that someone would be disadvantageous to her, so the arrangement was carefully selected by the emperor."

"..."

"Any bit of her move, the emperor will personally pay attention to it."

She chuckled lightly.

"There are three thousand beauties in the harem, three thousand beloved."

"..."

"That's not an exaggeration."

Zhu Feng glanced at her coldly: "These don't seem to have anything to do with you."

Qin Ruolan smiled again, but this smile was full of sorrow and sorrow.

She said: "Indeed, who the emperor wants to dote on has really nothing to do with me."

"..."

"But there is one thing, I want to ask the emperor."

"what's up?"

"The emperor wants to give birth to a prince with the noble concubine empress and replace the king of Wei, right?"

Zhu Feng's eyebrows frowned slightly: "I, I have never said that."

"But the emperor is doing this."

"...I, what did you do?"

"In the past ten years, the emperor has never missed the harem, even if the concubine is by his side, the emperor has not looked at it more.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng sneered.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I, it's not that I don't want to look at you more."

"..."

"I, I don't want to look at you at a glance!"

Qin Ruolan's thin body trembled slightly, and those words, like a knife, pierced her heart straight.

She smiled sadly.

Tears flickered faintly in those bright water-cut pupils.

She said sadly: "I know, I know the emperor hates me."

"..."

"So over the years, I have given me everything, but didn't look at me alone."

"Since you know, what do you want to do if you invite me over tonight?"

"..."

Qin Ruolan took a deep breath, swallowed all the tears abruptly, and choked up: "I don't know, what kind of feelings the emperor has for the concubine, but Cheng Xuan——"

"..."

"Does the emperor have no affection for him?"

Zhu Feng's eyes suddenly turned red.

He raised his head and stared fiercely at the beautiful woman in front of him, but weak as if she would fall in his own eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "If not, I would not raise him to such an age."

"..."

"If not, I will not let him stay by my side!"

Qin Ruolan stubbornly said: "Yes, the emperor raised him, and the emperor also transferred him to his side and canonized him as King Wei."

"..."

"But the emperor, ask yourself—"

"..."

"Do you really have the feelings of father for son for him?"

At this moment, Zhu Feng's stern face sank suddenly.

He stared at Qin Ruolan, saying word by word: "Qin Ruolan, you want too much!"

Qin Ruolan looked at him sadly, tears flickering, and said desolately: "Twelve years."

"..."

"I don't want anything for these twelve years."

"..."

"Even my most beloved one can't fight for it. It's just for such a child."

"..."

"Does the emperor still think that I want more?"

Zhu Feng did not speak.

He just clenched his fists hard and his fingers snapped.

Qin Ruolan looked at him, smiled sadly, and said, "If the emperor really feels that I want too much, he can take everything away. Anything the emperor gives me can be taken away, leaving me without a penny."

"..."

"Just ask the emperor, treat him as your biological son."

"..."

"He is your biological son!"

With a "pop", Zhu Feng's palm slapped heavily on the table. It was almost true that the table would fall apart, and the candlestick was directly shaken to the ground, sparks splashing everywhere.

The candlelight went out.

The two were facing each other in the dark.

Heavier breathing, heavier heartbeat.

I don’t know how long, Qin Ruolan said softly: "The emperor, I--"

However, just before she could say her words, she suddenly heard footsteps in the dark, and immediately, the door was opened.

Zhu Feng left without looking back.

Qin Ruolan stood in the dark blankly.

The distant back, like a cold wind, instantly took away the last bit of warmth in her body.

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This was the first night that Nan Yan spent on her own after her canonization as a noble concubine.

She was afraid that she would fall asleep, and Zhu Feng came again, so she kept staying up.

The eyelids were so heavy that they seemed to have lost lead.

However, no matter how persistent she persisted, she ended up sitting on the bedside and slept all night.

I woke up the next morning with a stiff neck.

However, she was still in the same posture as last night. No one came in and carried her to the bed, and no one covered her with warm clothes, so that her shoulders were cold and cold.

Zhu Feng, really didn't come.

She raised her head and looked at the neatly arranged bed without even moving the quilt.

In my heart, a little unspeakable taste surged for no reason.

Although, I knew he was the emperor for a long time, and it was impossible to really spoil myself alone. When necessary, I had to persuade him-rain and dew.

However, thinking is one thing.

Really experienced, it turned out to be not as easy as imagined.

She sighed softly.

But at this moment, the door behind him was slammed open.