Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant's First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine Chapter 9

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Edited by: Kage Sage, Kouksan

Translated by: ca_ctus907

Chapter 9: Is This Prince a Tyrant?

Nan Yan panicked, letting out a low cry. At that moment, Zhu Feng abruptly extended his long arms and reached out his hands. He grabbed the cloak around her body and fiercely yanked her back up.

Nan Yan tumbled into his body. She felt that the man's chest was as hard as a rock and it was like b.u.mping into a block of ice. As she raised her head up she looked into his black eyes and they seemed as bottomless as a deep pool.

The very cold gaze made Nan Yan tremble a little.

Yet Zhu Feng's gaze did not waver and said in a dark and low voice:

"You said, this prince is a tyrant?"

"……"

"You said this prince is a tyrant!"

"……"

"Is this prince a tyrant?"

His hand clutched the cloak near her chest so tightly, that there was only a short distance between it and her neck. Nan Yan had a slight impression that he was strangling her. Not only could she not open her mouth, but she was even incapable of breathing.

She struggled:

"Your Highness."

Zhu Feng's pair of cold, bottomless pool like eyes were still staring closely at her, but in the cold pools there seemed to be a small, almost invisible flame secretly burning.

He repeated:

"Is this prince a tyrant?"

He seemed to especially care about this one issue.

An epiphany flashed through Nan Yan's chaotic mind and at last she struggled to say, almost a moment before she suffocated:

"Your Highness weather or not you become a tyrant shall depend on how Your Highness does it."

"……"

"If Your Highness thinks that what I am saying is wrong, there would be no harm in killing me as well."

"……"

"However, a tyrant's evil reputation. No matter how many people you kill, you can't get rid of it! "

After saying this, she slightly s.h.i.+vered while looking at Yan w.a.n.g.

In fact, before she had finished speaking, she knew she had "said the wrong words". Just recently First Cla.s.s Female Attendant Li did not dare to resist even a little, simply complying to his wishes. But still she met with a violent death, killed by a sword. Even if these words died a hundred times, it would not be enough. She slowly closed her eyes in despair waiting for the sword to fall.

However, the antic.i.p.ated sword did not come. She felt that his grip was slowly loosening. The cloak around her neck also slowly let go. Nan Yan shuddered before slowly opening her eyes.

A pair of pitch black serene eyes looked at her unblinkingly.

Unknowingly being stared at so fixedly by such an oppressive man made her feel breathless. Still, as her body relaxed Nan Yan felt her chest suddenly relax and a big breath of cold air poured in as she started to cough.

The cough was somewhat unable to be stopped. She coughed so hard that she could no longer stand straight and both her cheeks were a deep red. After a while, she managed to calm down the suffocating feeling in her chest. Then she raised her head and looked up, only to meet  Zhu Feng's cold eyes.

He said:

"Good, this prince actually feels like taking a look at what you said. Finding out if it is true or not."

He ordered without turning around to see:

"Drag these people down and lock them up."

The guards were also somewhat stunned. They did not expect His Highness to spare them. However, they did not dare to hesitate and hurried to detain the frightened people.

But as soon as they turned around, they heard a soft laughter in the night.

"Interesting, Interesting"

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