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

Nan Yan's body was in cold sweat when he said these words.

As soon as the man heard her words, he stopped walking out of the gate. He slowly turned his head and looked at Nan Yan.

"Do you know who I am?"

Nan Yan said with some difficulty: "King Yan, Your Highness."

"..."

A strange light flashed in the man's eyes.

Nan Yan was almost certain that he had not called wrong, let alone guessed wrong. The man in front of him is not someone else but his Royal Highness Yan Wang.

The fourth son of Emperor Gaozu, is today's uncle.

King Yan-Zhu Feng!

This powerful and powerful His Royal Highness Yan Wang held heavy forces and garrisoned at the border, and resisted the invasion of the northern kingdom several times. He was once praised as "the weapon of the country" by Gaozu. However, no one would have thought that this sharp weapon would rise up in rebellion only three years later in Gaozu Bintian, and even attacked the imperial city tonight!

At this time, a lot of people ran outside, all of them seemed to be his subordinates. When they saw the fire in the bedroom and King Yan was still inside, they shouted in panic.

"Your Highness, there is a fire here, your Highness will come out soon."

King Yan ignored her, but looked at her coldly: "What's your name?"

Nan Yan whispered: "I, my name is Sinan Yan..."

Zhu Feng frowned slightly: "Your surname is Si?"

The people outside didn't know what happened inside. Seeing that some beams were about to be burned, they were all panicked. Someone was ready to rush in to rescue King Yan.

But at this moment, King Yan raised his right hand suddenly, and the long knife with a cold light lay across the door.

Suddenly, everyone stopped and dared not take one step further.

Blood was still dripping on the tip of the long knife.

Nan Yan's heartbeat became more and more fierce. Her life was in the hands of this man. When she met the cold gaze, she had no fear, and her stubborn desire to survive in her eyes also burned a flame.

Finally, King Yan stepped forward.

Taking another step, slowly, he walked back to the bed, slammed his long knife, and a few drops of blood spilled on Nan Yan's face.

But at the same time, the wrist was loose.

The ribbon tied on the wrist was cut off!

The light of the knife flashed, and the long knife had been retracted into the scabbard. Nan Yan was surprised in her heart and hurriedly sat up, but when she moved, she forgot the thin quilt on her body and was slipping down. She exclaimed in shock, hurriedly Grab the quilt and put it on his chest.

Seeing her panicked, King Yan's eyes were still cold, but after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand to untie the cloak tied to her body, and with a big wave of his hand, the wide cloak suddenly unfolded, like a cloud of mist covering her. The top of the head, and then slowly dropped and covered Nan Yan's body.

Nan Yan raised his head in surprise, but King Yan turned around and walked out without looking back.

At this moment, Nan Yan couldn't even believe it. Looking down at the cloak that was still stained with blood, she gritted her teeth, wrapped her cloak around her body in a hurry, and got out of bed.

At this time, there was chaos outside. With bare feet, she stepped on the floor that was already hot, and walked out behind King Yan in three steps in two steps.