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

Zhu Feng walked slowly to the table and sat down.

There are still some papers on the table. I don’t know if it was sent by the court or the news reported by the person he let out today. Nan Yan saw him open it one by one, and some even picked up pens. Come and review.

Although it was dark, the sultry heat in the room did not improve at all.

He reviewed several copies, and then raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Seeing this, Nan Yan hurriedly took a fan and fanned him gently.

There was a cool breeze, and it was immediately relieved.

Zhu Feng said without raising his head as he wrote: "What do you think about so many things I have seen and heard when I went out today."

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment: "Slaves--"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. A person has no opinion on things unless he is a fool."

"..."

Nan Yan took a careful look at him, along the way-since the two of them had a bit of disagreement in their words, Zhu Feng did not criticize her any more. At this time, she suddenly asked her what she thought. Can't see his mind.

But after thinking about it, he said honestly: "The slave and maidservant can't see anything about the military affairs, and dare not have any opinions. It's just that the slave and maid felt a little strange after walking in this town for a while today."

"It's strange."

"There was a battle only a few days ago. It stands to reason that people's livelihoods should be declining after the war. However, the slaves and maids saw that the trade in this border area was not affected at all."

"..."

"Vietnam's silk and other things are also sold as usual."

"..."

"It really doesn't look like..."

When she said this, it happened that Zhu Feng's last word was also finished. He slowly put down the pen and said: "It's really not like it, it looks like it just finished the war."

Nan Yan whispered: "Yes."

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and said to the door: "Come here."

An attendant walked in immediately, and he handed over all the letters he had instructed to the person, who immediately turned and left, and the door closed again.

It was already late at this time, Nan Yan whispered: "My son, it's not early, so let's rest earlier."

"..."

Zhu Feng glanced at her and nodded.

Nan Yan walked to the bed to make the bed for him first, and then went to fetch a basin of cool hot water, Zhu Feng sat on the bed, looked at her busy back, and suddenly said: "You and Where else did Jian Ruocheng go?"

"I didn't go anywhere, just wandered in the street for a while."

"that is it?"

"Yes."

Not knowing why he asked this, Nan Yan glanced at him carefully.

Zhu Feng is also looking at her.

The light in the room was dim, but the more dim the light was, the sharper his eyes were. Nan Yan's heart trembled when he was seen, and his hands softened when he twisted the kerchief.

She hurriedly turned around.

Why does he ask this?

Could it be that for himself and Jian Ruocheng, does he have any concerns?

She twisted the veil smoothly, and walked forward to give it to Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, then reached out and took the veil, rubbed a few on her face, and felt a little more comfortable. .

Nan Yan took the veil and was about to turn around to leave, but felt his hands sink.

Looking back, Zhu Feng's hand holding the kerchief has not let go.

There was a burst of doubt in her heart, and she saw Zhu Feng lowered her head and stared at her wrist.