Chapter 37 Nan Yan, what kind of concubine do you want to be?
"Forget it, let's not talk about this!" Si Nanyan shook her head vigorously, driving out the messy thoughts in her mind. She looked at Xia Yunting, who was still looking at her with some sadness, and said, "Now that you have been released and sent here, I'm afraid you will be deprived of your nationality and enslaved."
Xia Yunting said: "That's what I guessed too."
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"Of course, this is only the case for daughters like us who have no status. People like Concubine Du may not have such a fate."
Nan Yan was silent for a moment, then held her hand and said, "You have to make your own way. There's no need to think about them."
Xia Yunting glanced at her and nodded slightly.
After a while, she suddenly whispered again, "Nan Yan, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, what kind of person is he?"
Nan Yan was stunned by her sudden question: "Huh?"
"Aren't you serving beside the King of Yan now? Tell me what kind of person he is."
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"If we are truly deprived of our nationality and become slaves in the future, I'm afraid we will also have to serve him."
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"I, I want to know what kind of person he is."
What kind of person is he?
When Nan Yan heard this question, she was stunned for a moment.
What kind of person is Prince Yan Zhu Feng? It has been several days since he entered the palace and I first met him. I have been following him every day these days.
However, I never seemed to have thought about what kind of person he was.
As soon as I thought of this, that face immediately appeared in my mind - the particularly handsome silhouette reflected in the window when I first saw him, his eyes sharp like the edge of a sword, and his body as straight as a pine tree and as agile as a tiger.
She said softly: "He, he is a very tall man."
"How high is it?"
Nan Yan stood up and stretched out her hand to indicate half a head's length above her head. "Yes, this tall. His shoulders are broad and his waist is thin. He looks as tall and straight as a pine tree."
"oh……"
"His eyebrows are very beautiful, very thick and sharp, and his eyes—" Nan Yan said, and couldn't help but think of the scene last night when she saw him open his eyes in the dim light. "His eyes are also very bright, like stars in the night sky."
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"His nose is very straight, as if it were carved by a knife. His lips are neither thin nor thick, and they look especially beautiful when he speaks."
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"His voice is also very pleasant, deep and steady, as if his command can only be heard among thousands of troops."
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"besides……"
Xia Yunting listened to her serious description, and suddenly laughed.
Nan Yan seemed to be awakened by her laughter and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"
Xia Yunting smiled and said, "What a handsome man."
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"It's got you all confused."
When Nan Yan heard her making fun of her, her face immediately turned red and she reached out to hit her: "Don't talk nonsense, how dare I? That's His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, in the future-"
In the future, he will definitely become emperor.
Although no one dared to speak of this matter, everyone knew in their hearts that Nanjing had been taken and the emperor had passed away. Sooner or later, the world would belong to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, and he was bound to become the emperor.
Xia Yunting smiled and said, "Isn't that perfect? Which emperor doesn't have three thousand beauties in his harem? Nanyan, what kind of concubine do you want to be?"
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