Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine - Chapter 3657 I wrote a few more words

Zhu Feng looked back at her and said with a smile, "The next thing is about you."

Nan Yan lowered his eyelids and said nothing.

Of course, she knew that the next thing was related to her. Although she just glanced at it casually, she saw the familiar name at first sight, and that was exactly what Zhu Feng wanted to talk about at the moment.

"Yan Ye..."

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but these two words came out of Zhu Feng's mouth with a little different meaning. He chuckled again and said, "Your brother Ye."

Since entering the grassland, or in other words, since Zhu Feng's health has deteriorated, Nan Yan has been talking to him softly, opening and closing his mouth to coax him. The smoothed thorn stood up again all of a sudden.

She rolled her eyes at Zhu Feng, and said coldly, "He's not named Zhu, why bother to mention that he is called 'elder brother', what kind of brother he is."

Saying this in front of the emperor is a complete deception.

But Zhu Feng just smiled, and even when his face was so good, he bent his eyes and looked at Nan Yan, and said with a smile: "I just learned from you, how did I learn your anger? You're old, and you're still so impersonal."

Nan Yan said coldly, "The emperor has the grace to hang on to him all day long?"

Zhu Feng said: "I didn't hang him for myself."

"…"

"I am for this world."

When it comes to the word "world", Nan Yan is naturally not allowed to slap her beak at will. She only snorted softly, and then regained her annoyed expression, and said softly, "What plans does the emperor have for him?"

Zhu Feng said: "Yan Ye, you have the talent to go through the sky and the earth, and such a person is not used in vain, that is the sin of the emperor."

Nan Yandao: "But when he left, he made it very clear that he doesn't want to be involved in these things anymore."

Zhu Feng snorted coldly and said, "If you are born with talent, you must be useful. There are always people who have to do things in this world. God made him like this, so that he can do great things. If he doesn't do it, he will fail God. He also failed himself. Since that's the case, he can't help thinking about it. Besides—"

Nan Yan looked at him: "What else?"

Zhu Feng said: "Besides, Munch has been sending people to Xichuan all these years, but he never thought of letting him go, let alone Xiu Yun, this time, I am risking my life to force Munch Death can be regarded as a solution to his worries, such a big 'human affection', I can't just let it go in vain."

His words are a bit tragic, but they are also full of hooligans.

Nan Yan gave a wry smile, and then said, "Your Majesty is for using him. He can do anything. I'm afraid that he will change his name and surname to hide from the imperial court."

Zhu Feng said: "In the pocket of the cone, Qi Ying Lilu, let alone a person like him changing his name and surname, even if he changes his face, he will still stand out, and he is not afraid to find him."

"…"

"The court needs such a person."

Although Nan Yan just said that she didn't want to listen or care, but for the sake of it, she couldn't help but ignore it. She frowned slightly and said softly, "Then, how does the emperor plan to use him?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a while and said, "Xichuan...Xichuan is very special."

"…"

"The world is not in chaos before Shu is in chaos, and the world is already in peace. It is difficult to bring peace to Shu. Those who manage Xichuan need to have long-term vision and great skills."

Nan Yan's heart moved slightly, but she said calmly, "Does the emperor believe in Liu Yueze?"

Zhu Feng smiled lightly: "If you don't believe him, you won't let him go to Shu."

"That is-"

"He has contributed greatly to the great governance of Shu, but the premise of all this is the great governance of the world. If there is a slight disturbance in the world and Shu, Liu Yueze's skills may not be enough."

Nan Yan nodded lightly and said, "He is a scholar after all."

She thought about it and said, "How does the emperor plan to use him?"

Zhu Feng gasped slightly, and said softly, "I have left a sage for the crown prince in the capital, and canonized Yan Ye as the chief director of Yizhou, and his wife is named the second-rank official life, and hereditary will not replace it."

"Hereditary replacement?"

Nan Yan repeated these four words, and couldn't help but sneer: "The emperor has a heart."

Zhu Feng said: "As for when this imperial decree will be issued, it is up to the prince to weigh himself. If he doesn't practice well, no matter how many people and things I leave him, it won't work."

Nan Yandao: "Oh."

Seemingly feeling that Nan Yan's mood had faded, Zhu Feng slowly stood up with some difficulty, looked back at her, and saw that the expression on her face was also light, Zhu Feng calmed down and said with a smile: " What's wrong? I messed with you again?"

Nan Yan glanced at him, but didn't answer, she just looked up at the entrance of the tent, and muttered, "Ying Shao and the others are so slow, they said they wanted to deliver something, but they haven't delivered it for so long."

Zhu Feng smiled and said: "If you are unhappy, just say, you are holding back like this, you don't look like it, and I feel uncomfortable looking at it."

Only then did Nan Yan look at him again, but there was no anger on her face, she just looked at Zhu Feng with a smile but not a smile, and said, "There's nothing unpleasant about my concubine, it's because the emperor is over-hearted."

Zhu Feng said: "It's not that I'm overhearted, it's that I wrote a few more words on the imperial edict."

"…"

This time, the words have already reached Nan Yan's mouth.

She finally couldn't help raising her eyes to look at Zhu Feng and said, "The imperial decree is all about national affairs. If you write more and less, it's all determined by the emperor's judgment. Even if you write a few more words, The emperor is thoughtful, thinking about his old friend, how dare his concubine talk too much?"

Zhu Feng finally couldn't help laughing.

It's just that his breath was uneven, and the smile started to cough again. Nan Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, wanting him to lean back on him again, but Zhu Feng waved his hand, one hand still insisting on supporting him on the bed His body, his cheeks were red, and the corners of his eyes were a little red as he looked at Nan Yan, and said with a smile, "You are so careful these days, as if you were afraid of crushing me if I said too much, I see. It's uncomfortable. It's just like this, still a little like you."

Nan Yan's eyes were a little red with anger, and she glared at him: "Does the emperor like to see his concubine angry so much?"

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "This way, it looks like you."

After talking, he finally couldn't hold it any longer, and slowly leaned back on Nan Yan's body and said weakly: "I don't like to see you angry, I like to see you as you are."

Hearing his somewhat topsy-turvy words, Nan Yan couldn't help laughing.

She reached out and hugged Zhu Feng, one hand even went around his slender waist and put it on the back of his hand, as if caring for him, then put her hand to Zhu Feng's ear and said softly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty Are you writing these extra strokes to make up for the regrets of the year?"

Zhu Feng frowned upon hearing this.

"What regret?"