Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine - Chapter 3591 Munch, the deadline is coming

Because there was nothing to do, and because of the torment in my heart, the time became extremely long. Although it was just over an hour, when I saw the triumphant soldiers and horses from the end of the vast snowfield, Nan Yan felt in a trance as if a long time had passed. .

When she stood up, her legs were cold and numb, and she even stumbled.

Aunt Tongyun next to her immediately supported her.

Nan Yan eagerly took a few steps forward, and felt the smell of blood in the wind, but soon, surrounded by everyone, the figure of Zhu Feng, who was leading the way, came into view. She let out a deep sigh of relief, stood in the wind, and let the cold wind blow away the last bit of temperature on her body, until her hands and feet were cold, and Zhu Fengyi finally returned to the camp.

Nan Yan didn't even have time to say anything, only a pair of eyes quickly swept over him.

Not hurt.

No blood stains either.

It can even be seen that his breath is relatively stable, completely different from the other people in the army whose breath is obviously disordered and who have just experienced a fight.

A faint smile appeared on Nan Yan's face.

However, before she could meet her, Ying Shao and the others had already stepped forward to protect His Majesty the Emperor and dismount. Ying Shao obviously had been thinking about it for a long time before finally letting go. He said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty on your victory, Wei Chen and others are overjoyed."

It was rare for him to say such a thing, so Zhu Feng just glanced at him, then waved his hand lightly: "Okay, you are not used to saying these words, so you don't have to squeeze."

Ying Shao gave a wry smile and looked up behind him again.

The people that Zhu Feng took out obviously did not return completely.

Even the deputy general Tang Jichen was not among them.

If it is said that these people died in the battle just now, it can be seen that among these people who came back, there were not many wounded, and the expressions on the faces of the soldiers did not have the fear and anxiety after the tragic battle. Obviously, just now The battle was not very intense, not to the point where even the lieutenants around the emperor were killed.

Ying Shao said tentatively: "Your Majesty, Mr. Tang he—"

Zhu Feng said lightly: "The enemy retreated, and I asked him to follow with a group of men. He will come back later, so there is no need to ask."

Ying Shao said: "Yes."

At this time, Zhu Feng coughed twice, and his face that was not too rosy suddenly turned pale. He hurriedly reached out and clenched his hand into a fist to hold his nose and mouth, and waved his other hand towards Ying Shao. He turned his head and walked towards the tent. Ying Shao was worried and had to follow, but Nan Yan had stopped in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Master Ying, go down and take care of the troops brought back by the emperor, there is this palace here."

Ying Shao said: "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhu Feng's back again, and his expression became solemn.

Nan Yan kept following Zhu Feng back to the tent. As soon as he sat down, Zhu Feng seemed to be unable to restrain himself and coughed violently. Of course, he was still restraining his voice, so he coughed. A muffled sound came from his chest, shaking as if the small tent was shaking.

Nan Yan stood aside, frowning at him.

With this cough, I couldn't stop.

Even if Zhu Feng was sitting, he couldn't straighten his back when he coughed. He himself doesn't even know how long he has been holding down. From the start of the war to the defeat of the enemy, to the triumphant return, he did not show the slightest inappropriateness in front of the soldiers along the way, but at this time, he really couldn't hold it any longer. , I just felt that the violent coughing was about to shatter all my internal organs, but I couldn't stop it.

At this time, a hand stroked his back, patted it with a little force, and then wiped it down hard to help him get better.

This hand is so familiar. It was originally a weak and boneless hand. At this moment, it seems to have a strength and temperature that is enough to make people feel at ease. Immediately, a warm current flowed into his body, and Zhu Feng finally stopped. down.

But what he couldn't restrain was a mouthful of sweetness coming up his throat.

At this moment, the hand held another handkerchief and handed it to him calmly.

Zhu Feng frowned slightly, looked back, and saw that there was almost no one around. Obviously, the imperial concubine deliberately pushed everyone away, and only Nan Yan stood behind him, looking at him calmly.

"The emperor first wipe the concubine's handkerchief."

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, then took it over and covered his mouth. Even for a brief moment, Nan Yan could see the dazzling red in the palm of his hand.

Then, she slowly sat beside Zhu Feng, with one arm still clinging to his back.

Zhu Feng wiped his mouth with the handkerchief, as if he slapped her with a bit of impatience, trying to push her away, and said, "What does it look like!"

Nan Yan said calmly, "Because the words that the concubine is going to say to the emperor cannot be heard by others."

Saying that, she tilted her head and looked at Zhu Feng, her eyes twinkling.

"Could it be that the emperor wants others to hear?"

"..."

This time, Zhu Feng's face completely sank.

After thinking for a long time, he clenched the handkerchief into a ball in the palm of his hand, and then said, "What are you going to say?"

Nan Yandao: "This time, when you go deep into the hinterland of the grassland, how far the emperor will fight, and where will he go - the emperor should make a deal with his concubine."

"..."

"After all, the further north you go, the colder it gets. The emperor's situation will only be more serious than it is now, and it will be harder to hide from the public's eyes and ears. If the concubine wants to cover up for the emperor, shouldn't the emperor let the concubine know some truth?"

"..."

Zhu Feng's brows were already twisted into a pimple.

Of course, he didn't think that Nan Yan would really know nothing about his situation or be indifferent, and he also knew that since he took her on the road, there would definitely be a moment to face it. However, when this moment really came, he was still a little helpless.

In contrast, Nan Yan seemed quiet and much more comfortable.

She said calmly: "For the emperor, a concubine can even give up her life. Is it so difficult to ask the emperor to tell the truth?"

Zhu Feng frowned and said, "What nonsense! Who will kill you again?"

Nan Yan said earnestly: "The emperor has traveled to this icy and snowy land in person, and he has his own plans in his heart, but he doesn't reveal a word to his concubine. If he only carries it by himself, this will cost his concubine's life."

"..."

Having said that, Zhu Feng has nothing to say.

He stared at Nan Yan in silence for a while, and finally sighed as if admitting defeat. Nan Yan regained his spirits and thought he was going to say something. But when Zhu Feng opened his mouth, what he said was not himself.

He said word by word: "Munk, the deadline is approaching."

Nan Yan suddenly widened his eyes.

"what?"