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

Chapter 105: Come one, let's pack one!

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Nan Yan understood as soon as she heard it, and said with a busy smile: "Sister Fulan said that I originally came here this time to cause trouble for you, how can I make you tired again."

Fulan smiled: "Miss Nanyan is really understanding, no wonder the emperor treats you so well."

These words made Nan Yan's heart sink.

Fran patted her on the shoulder, then turned and left.

Nanyan stood beside the bed, and after a while, she moved her two numb legs and slowly packed up her things.

By the time she finishes everything, it will be almost afternoon.

Even her buttocks and legs were so painful that she almost lost consciousness. Nanyan was sweating profusely. She originally wanted to lie on the bed and rest for a while, but when she closed her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep, sleep until the next morning.

She was woken up by the gurgling sound of her stomach, and when she opened her eyes, the entire Chunxi Hall was brightly lit, and she hurriedly stood up.

I had been busy for almost an afternoon yesterday, and the injury, which was better than before, felt a little worse. As soon as I stood up, my legs felt swollen, and I almost fell down.

She stood for a while before recovering, and then moved to wash and wash herself.

By the time she finished grooming, it was already a bit late, and she was so hungry that she panicked. At this time, Fulan opened the door and came in. When she saw her, she said, "Oh, you finally woke up."

Nan Yan hurriedly said: "Sister Fu Lan."

"I came to bring you breakfast before, but you didn't wake up, so I had to take it back. Now—hey, it's cold."

Nan Yan looked down at the porridge and vegetables that she and the magpie brought, and sure enough they were already cold.

She forced a smile and said: "I blame myself for being bad, and I'm too lazy to sleep in. It doesn't matter, I just eat it."

"How can this work? If Zhaoyi knows, she will blame me."

"Don't worry, Sister Fulan, I won't tell Zhaoyi. Besides, it's my fault."

"In that case, fine."

Fulan asked the magpie to put those things on the table, and then patted her on the shoulder: "Be full, so as not to look bad." After finishing speaking, he left.

Nan Yan smiled and nodded, watched them leave, and then looked back at the cold meals on the table.

She took a sip from a bowl and immediately frowned.

But there is no way to be so hungry, so I can only bite the bullet and eat it.

The little girl Magpie followed Fulan out of the Chunxi Hall, couldn't help but glanced back, and said softly: "Sister Fulan, why are you lying to her? Those things are all left over from last night, and they are so cold. She suffered I’m injured, I’m afraid it’s not good to eat those things.”

"It's okay." Fu Lan said coldly: "Anyway, she slept in by herself, no wonder others."

"But-"

"Come on," Fulan looked back at the Hall of Chunxi, and then said, "Don't be so serious, this Sinanyan has a lot of eyes, otherwise, she can sleep on the emperor's dragon bed?"

The magpie opened her eyes wide in fright: "She, she slept on the dragon bed? Is it true?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, can it be fake?"

Fulan said, looking at the Chunxi Hall, and said: "Now that we are with Zhaoyi, we must serve the master wholeheartedly, so that she can be favored by the emperor. Only when she is favored by the emperor can we have a good life. A vixen like this—come one, let's clean up one!"

Magpie nodded: "Yeah!"