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

Chapter 170: south city

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Tong Jie smiled without saying a word, just let them take it to the room and put it on the table, then said with a smile: "Miss Nanyan, take a look, if you like it, it will be worth all your efforts."

After speaking, take my farewell and leave.

Nan Yan felt something was wrong and hurried in.

He opened a brocade box, looked at it, and opened another.

After opening several pieces in a row, she was dumbfounded.

The hairpin from the Caidie Pavilion, the two bolts of silk from the silk shop, a pair of jade bracelets, a box of rouge...

These things were nothing at first, but what really surprised her was that they were all things she had glanced at when she was shopping today.

That Tong Jie actually memorized everything, and turned around and asked someone to buy it for her.

She couldn't help frowning, sitting in the middle of this huge pile of things, unable to recover for a while.

Tong Jie, what does this mean

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For the next few days, Nan Yan couldn't see the emperor.

Even in Prince Jing's mansion, not many people could see him.

Because, every morning, Zhu Feng would go out to play with King Jing Zhu Xuan, and he would not return until evening, but it was not counted when he came back, and he had to hold a big banquet in Prince Jing's mansion, and sing and sing every night.

And these days, almost every day, Tong Jie would come to see her.

It was true that he was looking at her, just sitting and chatting for a while, or walking around with her. There was nothing presumptuous about it. Smiling and repeating that sentence—

For a wonderful person like Miss Nanyan, it is right for you to receive all the good things in the world.

Nan Yan felt as if she was stepping on a ball of cotton, it was so soft that it was difficult for her to get out, but she didn't know what was under the ball of cotton.

She could only seal up those things and pile them up in the house, and wait for a chance to tell the emperor. After all, besides being his servant, she is also a female official of Shangbao. Such a thing is not unusual.

On this day, Nanyan got up early.

However, Zhu Feng still couldn't stop Zhu Feng. He heard that he went out with Prince Jing before dawn. It was said that he was going hunting. She was dejected and left Prince Jing's mansion alone, wandering quietly in the street.

As you walk, you will go far.

She remembered that she had only wandered around the northern city yesterday, but hadn't visited the southern city, so she walked slowly along a street to the south.

The streets that were bustling and bustling before gradually became deserted.

Those wealthy and gorgeously dressed people have almost disappeared in this place, and everywhere they can be seen, there is only two words—scarred.

The houses here are very low and dilapidated, and some of them have even been damaged. The homeless people just sit under the dilapidated walls and ruins, their faces are covered with soot, and their eyes are dull.

This is what it looks like after the war.

But they had never seen it before.

Nanyan frowned, looking at the mess around him, and the city wall in the distance, which was also different from what they had seen before. The city wall here was also broken, and there were some scorched marks left behind. It was obvious that they were attacking when it was damaged.

Nan Yan's brows were tightly furrowed. Looking at all this, she felt a burst of sadness. At this moment, she saw a familiar figure flashing past the end of the dark long street in front of her, as if—

She hurriedly raised her foot to catch up: "Jane—"

Before she had time to speak, that figure had already flashed past and was never seen again. Nan Yan was a little stunned, and looked around hastily.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind and patted her shoulder.