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

Chapter 1211: I am not some second son of Jane

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I almost got it wrong.

And at this moment, the curtain on the carriage was slightly lifted, revealing half of the face inside.

Seeing that half of the face, Nan Yan froze all of a sudden.

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, let alone her own eyes, staring blankly at the half of the face exposed under the curtain, and after a long time, said in a hoarse voice—

"simple… "

But after only saying this word, she couldn't say anything after that, her voice was completely hoarse.

Because the person in the carriage is none other than Jian Ruocheng!

Jane Ruocheng!

Everyone was looking for him, everyone wanted to see him, and now, he just appeared in front of him!

Nan Yan almost thought that she was in a dream.

Ran Xiaoyu also saw it.

Her eyesight is better than Nan Yan's, but she sees clearly later than her, but once she sees clearly, she is too surprised to speak.

Just like that, the two stood at the intersection, dumbstruck, completely unresponsive.

At this time, the coachman on the carriage seemed to hear something, and nodded towards the carriage, the curtain was lowered, and the coachman came over and said to Nan Yan: "Master, please come to the carriage to explain."

"..."

He wants to see himself.

Nan Yan's heart couldn't stop the turmoil, and she nodded immediately, but at this moment, Ran Xiaoyu, who was beside her, frowned and said, "Your Majesty—"

Nan Yan looked back at her.

Ran Xiaoyu said: "I want to protect you."

Hearing her words, Nan Yan came back to her senses, the other party just invited her to go over to catch up on the old days.

but-

Just as she was about to say something, she looked up and saw that their carriage was also approaching, so she said to Ran Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, get in the carriage and just follow this carriage."

"But-"

Ran Xiaoyu hesitated.

Nan Yan said: "I dare not say anything else, but I believe that he will not hurt me."

"..."

Ran Xiaoyu could not refute this sentence.

She might doubt anyone, but she still believed in Jian Ruocheng's character and his kindness to Nanyan.

So, he nodded and said: "Your Majesty, if there is anything wrong, call me immediately, and the slave will ask the coachman to follow closely."

Nan Yan answered her, then turned around and followed the coachman towards their carriage.

She was about to board the carriage, but she didn't know whether it was because the carriage was too high, or because she was agitated, her hands and feet were a little weak, her feet slipped, and she almost fell down.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the curtain and grabbed her wrist.

"...!"

Nan Yan was startled.

But that hand didn't let go of her, and pulled her into the carriage with force, and pulled her into the carriage.

Inside the carriage, it's a little dark.

After all, all the surrounding curtains were drawn down, and the sunlight could not directly shine into the compartment, but Nan Yan could still see the person in front of her at a glance—

He has changed a lot.

The cheeks were so thin that they were out of shape, the cheekbones were raised high, the protruding veins could almost be seen on the forehead, and the edges and corners of the jaw were also revealed. Handsome and gentle, with a radiant appearance.

Just looking at this, Nanyan's eyes felt hot.

Sitting in front of him, she looked at him in a long blue cloth gown. Although he was still handsome, he couldn't hide his natural temperament, but she immediately understood the haggard heart.

Nan Yan's voice choked up.

"Second son..."

The other party slowly raised his head and glanced at her.

After a long silence, he let go of the hand that was holding her wrist. His hand also lost a lot of weight, and the knuckles were protruding.

He locked his hands back into his sleeves, and said, "Your Highness, please don't call me that."

"..."

"Jian's family is gone, I am not the second son of Jian."

"..."

These words, like a knife, pierced straight into Nan Yan's heart.

Looking at him, she felt that her mind was full of thoughts, and there were too many things she wanted to say, but at this moment, tears fell first.

It dripped down on the car.

She said: "Second Young Master..."

The voice was already crying.

She couldn't imagine what Jian Ruocheng had been through these days, but just looking at him, she seemed to understand everything, and she also hated herself, why she hadn't found the murderer for the Jian family and returned his innocence.

These tears were not shed for him, but for his own guilt.

Jian Ruocheng looked at her quietly, after a long time, she still took out a handkerchief from the sleeve with that thin hand, and brought it to her, but hesitated for a moment, and only handed it to her.

"do not Cry."

Nan Yan took the handkerchief, but did not wipe her tears, but looked up at him, choked up and said, "My lord, what happened? In the end, what's going on?"

"..."

Jian Ruocheng was silent for a while, and then said, "I don't know."

"..."

"After we parted at sea, I fell ill."

"sick?"

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.

She vaguely remembered that terrible night at sea, which was also a nightmare she had dared not touch for so long. The moment the wood chips cut her throat, one of her feet had already stepped into the underworld.

Now, the wound on her throat is no longer visible, and she has regained the ability to speak, but the wound on her heart cannot be healed.

But Jian Ruocheng said, he also fell ill

At that time, he should have boarded the boat he prepared himself, and he should be safe and sound. How could he fall ill

Nan Yan looked at him.

And Jian Ruocheng didn't seem to want to say anything more.

That night was also a nightmare for him.

Although he didn't see the scene where her throat was cut, swallowed by the sea, and disappeared into the turbulent waves, he fainted when someone told him.

After that, I got seriously ill.

For a whole month, he almost walked into the Palace of Hades with one leg. If it weren't for the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he forced himself to get better and complete the last thing, maybe he would have fallen down too.

No one would have known that she had narrowly escaped death.

However, it was precisely because of the month of his serious illness that he was completely unable to move, and he couldn't even return to Peiping immediately.

And when he finally recovered and finally rushed back to Peiping, it was—

Seeing Jian Ruocheng's face suddenly turned pale, Nan Yan knew that he must have thought about Jian's family.

She said eagerly, "Young master, what happened to the Jane family? Do you know the truth?"

"..."

Jian Ruocheng fell silent.

His pale face, at this moment, seemed to have condensed frost.

Even those usually warm eyes were icy, and he looked up at her with cold eyes.

He said word by word: "The truth? Don't you know?"