She was also shocked.

But immediately walked out calmly and bowed to Nanyan and said, "I'm Zhao Nanfeng, pay homage to the Imperial Concubine."

Zhao Nanfeng.

The moment he heard this name, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Nan Yan's mouth, thinking to himself: I've found you.

What she didn't know was that in the eyes of everyone, her faint smile was unfathomable and full of coldness, like a high god, looking down at the sentient beings like ants under her feet.

"Zhao Nanfeng."

She slowly repeated the name. Although her voice was gentle and calm, everyone could only feel a gust of cold wind blowing through their hearts when they heard it.

Everyone couldn't help but tremble.

Nan Yan naturally didn't know how complicated the people below had, so he just smiled and said, "This name is interesting."

“…”

"South wind, south wind..."

“…”

"Your gust of south wind blows through Yikun Palace, I'm afraid you'll blow this palace away."

Zhao Nanfeng was stunned.

Only then did she suddenly come to her senses. The concubine who was favored by thousands of honors in front of her was named Si Nanyan.

South wind, South smoke...

Didn’t you want to blow her away?

Hearing this, Zhao Nanfeng couldn't help but tremble. No matter how he complained, the imperial concubine was the last powerful woman in the harem except the queen. How she dealt with herself is as easy as playing with the ants in her hands.

She hurriedly smiled and said, "I'm so vulgar. If the Empress doesn't like it, I can change it."

Nanyan smiled faintly.

He said: "There is no need to change it. This is going to be spread out, so people say that I am so domineering that I can't even tolerate a single name of yours."

Even though she said so, she did not let her get up.

He slowly grinded his nails and said quietly: "But do you have a nickname?"

Zhao Nanfeng knelt under the sun. At this time, he felt that his back was as hot as fire, but he could not resist the chill in his heart. He said in a slightly trembling voice: "I am, I have a nickname."

"What's the name?"

"Call it, call Feng'er."

"Feng'er?"

Hearing these two words, Nan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up at her, and said with a smile: "Your name is really interesting."

“…”

"It's the wind and the phoenix."

Speaking of this, Nan Yan's face suddenly sank: "Do you want a gust of wind to blow away this palace, or do you want to fly to the front of the Queen, huh?"

If she said just now, she was just chatting, and this sentence was obviously targeted and angry.

"Concubine, concubine"

Zhao Nanfeng was so scared that his hands and feet became weak. His body, kneeling on the ground, tilted to the side uncontrollably, and fell to the ground.

A selection servant on the side was also staggered by her.

Everyone around was in chaos, and several nannies immediately stepped forward and pointed at her and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

"What a courage."

"There is such no rules in front of the Imperial Concubine!"

This time, Nan Yan's face also darkened. He looked at Zhao Nanfeng who was trembling coldly and said, "Selected attendant Zhao Nanfeng has an abnormal behavior in front of this palace, his words are rude, his virtues are shallow, and he cannot serve the emperor."

As soon as he heard these words, cold sweat broke out on Zhao Nanfeng's face.

She trembled and said, "Empress, please spare me, please spare me..."

Nan Yan said coldly: "Pull it down!"

“…”
Chapter completed!