Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant's First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine Chapter 28

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Perhaps, she was not hesitating but was simply afraid.

Although Ye Zheng had said it only as a joke:

"He is fond of killing people in his dreams."

But Yan w.a.n.g's reputation was not false. Moreover, she had seen him killed more than one person without even blinking these past two days.

Who knows what he was going to be like during the night.

Nan Yan was uneasy, but as time pa.s.sed, she could not continue to stand in the doorway. She saw that the surrounding area was dark, and far away. There was no sound at all. She could only summon up her courage to push the door and enter.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a flash of cold light.

"Ah!"

She was startled and exclaimed in surprise. As she unconsciously stepped backwards, she suddenly fell down and sat on her b.u.t.t.

Zhu Feng put back the sword "Deep Blue". The long double edge sword returned to its scabbard. Then, he looked up and looked at her expressionlessly.

In addition to practicing the sword every morning. Every night, one of the things he did before going to sleep was to wipe his sword, to maintain the double edged sword's sharpness. Zhu Feng did not expect to frighten her.

And she was scared to death.

Nan Yan hurried in and said:

"Your Highness, please forgive me."

Zhu Feng didn't say anything, he just turned around and put the long sword on the pillow. Afterwards, he said coldly:

"Is it not closed yet?"

Si Nan Yan closed the door and hurriedly came in.

Whether it was a hot summer day or even if it was night, after closing the gate the empty hall still seemed a little stuffy. But she did not dare to say anything. After serving him a drink of water, Yan w.a.n.g removed his upper garments. He then set off for bed and went to sleep. Si Nan Yan walked to the stool in the corner of the room and sat down.

There was only one candle in the great Wu Ying Hall, which could only illuminate one part of the place. The other large areas were all gloomy and dark, as if they had hung countless black veils in front of her eyes.

The surrounding was quiet, not even the wind could be heard.

Nan Yan tried to control her breathing, because she felt that her breathing seemed a little abrupt in such silence. But when she slowed down her breathing, her heart became heavy again.

My heart sounds like a drum, I wonder if anyone can hear it.

She looked at the bed beside her out of the corner of her eyes subconsciously. Zhu Feng had been silent since he got into bed.

Did he fall asleep so fast? Or is he thinking about things?

Si Nan Yan extend her neck to look, but she suddenly heard Zhu Feng's loud snoring in the quiet hall.

He was really sleeping.

However, if he fell asleep tonight, he will be able to sleep peacefully. Nan Yan had been worried that if he could not sleep, he would pour water on his own tea and serve it to himself. If he was offended again, she would be in a difficult position. She relaxed lightly and closed her eyes while leaning against the corner.

Gradually, sleepiness came and slowly surrounded her.

When she had almost fallen asleep, there was suddenly a very light noise coming from the empty hall. Something seemed to have fallen down on the ground.

Although it was very light, but Nan Yan had to guard Zhu Feng who was sleeping. Moreover, tonight was the first time she needed to be on night duty for Yan w.a.n.g, so she naturally woke up and opened her eyes immediately.

It turned out that the bed quilt had fallen.

Furthermore, he slept in bed in his snow-white, thin, and close-fitting pajamas. Thanks to his snores, she could see the broad and robust chest undulating evenly.

Si Nan Yan stood up against the wall and was about to go over to help him pick up the quilt. But her mind suddenly flashed through what Ye Zheng had just said earlier.

Our Prince is fond of killing people in his dreams!

She suddenly hesitated.

End of Chapter