Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine - Chapter 3555 Concubine, she won't cry

On this day, the grand scene of the coming of all nations to the DPRK was recorded by historians. Not only that, but after this day, the prestige of the Dayan Dynasty's culture and education spread overseas, and more countries sent their special envoys to the Central Plains, and they learned from each other. The exchange of things has made this day and the prosperity after this day a gorgeous movement that shines through the history.

However, the experience of those who are in it is not like that of those who watch the scenery.

This time the state banquet was really good-looking, but the cost was huge, almost exhausting the few silver taels left in the treasury. For a long time after that, the harem of the former dynasty was in a tight state. Nan Yan set an example and surrendered himself. Not to mention the monthly fee, the future is not easy to be outdated, and I also secretly sold some things.

Even the concubines in the harem were like this, not to mention the previous dynasty.

After this state banquet, the salaries of officials above the third rank in the DPRK dropped by 20%; and after the Yongzhou War, the court also investigated and punished some wealthy businessmen at both ends of the border. Got through that crisis.

However, such a method naturally caused everyone to complain.

Fortunately, after this state banquet, there was also a good impact, that is, the trade routes opened up, and all the raw silk accumulated for several years was put into production. The influx of the Central Plains made the national strength gradually recover.

Of course, all of this is inseparable from the day and night of the emperor and courtiers.

And this is what Nan Yan is most worried about.

At the same time as the country's strength is growing day by day, Zhu Feng's physical condition is getting worse and worse.

Although the state banquet was lively and Zhu Feng was in high spirits, Nan Yan noticed that he hadn't eaten much except drinking all day. In the evening, the two of them finally went back to rest. Nan Yan asked him if he wanted to. He didn't want any supper, he just took off his clothes and fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Nan Yan only thought that he was extremely tired, so he didn't say much, helped him take off his shoes and tucked his legs into the quilt, washed himself briefly, and then went to sleep beside him.

But the next morning, Nan Yan had already put on his clothes, but when he looked back, he found that Zhu Feng, who was used to getting up early and would not stay in bed even if he didn't get up early, was still asleep. , with a morbid blushing in the pale.

Nan Yan felt that something was wrong and reached out to touch it, causing her to shiver.

Nan Yan was shocked and hurriedly called an imperial physician over.

Several imperial physicians from the imperial hospital were caught off guard, and all gathered at the Yikun Palace. When they saw Zhu Feng like this, before asking in detail, there was nothing wrong with eating or sleeping. This illness came too suddenly, but they were still full After struggling for two days, he was poking and pouring medicine again. Finally, in the evening of the third day, he saw that Zhu Feng opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Nan Yan's bright red eyes.

He was silent for a while, and when he spoke, his voice was as hoarse as a knife cut: "What's wrong?"

As soon as he spoke, he coughed.

Nan Yan hurriedly brought warm water to him, fed him the spoon bit by bit, and then whispered, "Is the emperor better?"

Zhu Feng's sanity was still not very clear. He looked at her with vacant eyes, and saw a room full of people standing behind her. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it again, he came to his senses: "I'm sick?"

Nan Yan reached out and stroked his forehead lightly, brushing up the sweaty forehead, and said softly, "It's alright."

"..."

"The imperial doctor has come to see it. The emperor's fever has subsided, and he is still empty."

"..."

"Is the emperor hungry? Would you like something to eat? The concubine asked the kitchen to stew an egg, and the tender one is just right now."

"..."

Not only Zhu Feng, but also Concubine Yi who was standing behind her were a little surprised.

In the past three days, the emperor fell into a coma, and everyone had a bad premonition. Although the disease was strange, it was because of the strangeness that people were afraid. Everyone knows that the emperor is not often sick, but every time It was almost fatal to get sick, and Concubine Yi had even cried behind her back.

But the noble concubine who is closest to His Majesty has never had any emotional fluctuations. She serves by the emperor's side, doing everything herself, and there is no worry or pain on her face; only when Wang Baizhi and the others are ordered to come for diagnosis and treatment. , Concubine said in a calm voice, "You can do it." That sentence made everyone around feel almost murderous, and everyone had no doubt that if Wang Baizhi and the others couldn't wake up the emperor, Concubine would have to Let the entire Tai Hospital be buried with you.

But now, the emperor has woken up, she is still so calm, as if nothing happened.

Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, seemed to smile, and then nodded.

The imperial concubine immediately sent someone a stewed egg, with a little sesame oil dripping on it. It exuded the most simple fragrance, but it made Zhu Feng feel more hungry than the delicacies of the mountains and seas at the state banquet, so he ate it with Nanyan. After half a bowl, I let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, Nan Yan put down the bowl and said calmly to the person standing behind him: "The emperor is awake, it's all right, you all go back."

Everyone looked at her hesitantly.

Nan Yandao: "With Ben Gong here, the emperor is fine, you all go back."

The last sentence is already an order that cannot be disobeyed.

Everyone just resigned from the Yikun Palace. Several concubines said softly with some displeasure: "With the appearance of the noble concubine, why is she really worried about the emperor? We are all anxious to death, she seems to be nothing."

"What do you know!"

A low shout from behind made them stand up. When they looked back, it was Concubine Yi with a pale face, and a few of them hurriedly bowed their heads in salute.

Concubine Yi looked at them coldly and said, "The imperial concubine has the imperial concubine's plan to do things. Do you think you are smarter than the noble concubine!"

Several people whispered: "Don't dare."

Concubine Yi then snorted coldly and walked forward, a few people followed her, but some people were puzzled and asked softly: "Sister Yifei, we just find it strange that the emperor is suddenly ill like this, let's one by one I'm all terrified, how come the concubine's face has not changed for a few days. She is the most favored by the emperor, how can she be so non-, non--"

Concubine Yi looked back at her: "Do you think the imperial concubine is ruthless?"

Several people looked at each other, and although they didn't dare to say it, the expressions on their faces clearly said yes.

Concubine Yi shook her head and let out a low sigh, before turning her head to continue walking, saying as she walked, "What do you know? The emperor is very sick this time, and everyone has made bad plans in their hearts. If anything happens, everyone will naturally cry to death."

"..."

"But Concubine, she won't cry."

Everyone looked at her suspiciously: "How will she be?"

Concubine Yi gave them a cold look and said, "Everyone is going to cry to death. If the imperial concubine doesn't cry, what do you think she will do!"