Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Ye Yin was taken aback for a moment, and said softly, "Master, this is—"

"Let you do it!"

"Yes!"

Ye Xu hurried off.

Nan Yan watched his figure disappear quickly under the steps outside, and then looked back at Zhu Feng. He had already walked to the table in front and sat down, and she hurriedly followed.

But on the table, there is nothing.

Indeed, he was not the emperor, and no one gave him a discount. Even if he came here, controlled the entire imperial city, and controlled everyone's lives, he could do nothing.

So, just sit quietly.

Standing behind him, Nan Yan could only hold his breath, for fear of disturbing him.

I don’t know how long it took, I heard Zhu Feng say a word--

"It seems that even if the king wants to be a tyrant, it is not that easy."

Nan Yan's heart jumped suddenly.

She had realized that in her words, the most exciting thing about King Yan was the word "tyrant". Now, he repeats the old saying, but the faint blade in the words no longer seems to be facing By myself.

But to those who refuse to go up to worship him and refuse to yield to him.

What is even more frightening is that he has just given an order to allow troops from outside the city to enter the city and to close several gates of Jinling. What is this going to do?

It is not so easy to want to be a tyrant, does he want to—?

Nan Yan did not dare to take a breath, but felt that cold sweat was coming out of his palms. At this moment, Zhu Feng faced the empty hall and suddenly said, "Si Nanyan."

Nan Yan stepped forward immediately: "The servant is here."

"If it were you, what would you do?"

"..."

"Why, speechless?"

"..."

"Aren't you plausible and full of benevolence and morality that day?"

"..."

"Now you tell this king, what would you do if you were at this time?"

"..."

He slowly turned his head, looked at Nan Yan's suddenly pale face, and said coldly: "If you can't answer, you are prepared to be like them."

"..."

Nan Yan bit her lower lip, and after a long time, she whispered, "Slaves, I'm not going to be like them."

"..."

"The servants are the same as them."

"..."

"If I'm at this time, I'm probably just thinking about what I have done in the past, if my Royal Highness is liquidated, I'm afraid I will die more than ten times."

"..."

"At this time, it is too late to save my life, how dare to come and get close to Your Highness?"

Zhu Feng frowned and turned to look at her coldly. Nan Yan immediately lowered his head.

This woman, whether she pretended to be stupid or really stupid, asked her what she would do if she was in her own position, but she only thought of herself and the courtiers who were like turtles.

That's right, these people's lives are just like ants. As long as they move their fingers, they can't live. It's like she's only a promise in front of her right now, where there is a generous statement that night, but she is just afraid of death.

Just thinking about it, he looked at her with contempt.

Now, he really wondered if she was the one who made a generous statement in front of him that night.

But he wasn't surprised long ago, didn't he have seen too much of the ugly attitudes that people made when they wanted to survive?

And the more this is, the more he feels that human life is so humble.