The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 116 Chapter 110 Six Don't you blame me for not saving you?
The numbness in her waist made Feng Canglan's back stiff, and what Zong Zhengyu said made her even more startled.

She is not mistaken, is she?
Zong Zhengyu is going to attack her?

"Wang... lord." Feng Canglan's voice was a little trembling, and he moved his waist to try to break free, but the arms around his waist became tighter.

"Lan'er so impatient?" He looked sideways, his dark eyes seemed to be filled with thick ink that couldn't be melted.

"I..." She took a breath, choking it in her throat.

I can't wait for you sir!

Scumbag!I regard you as a good friend, but you actually want to sleep with me.

"I don't." Feng Canglan struggled back, Zong Zhengyu put his arms around Feng's waist and pressed them, and the two of them pressed their abdomen against their abdomen.

There was a strange feeling in the lower abdomen, Feng Canglan's face was sluggish, and then his cheeks were flushed, as if he could bleed.

"you……"

"You..." Feng Canglan was stunned for a long time, but he didn't finish his sentence.

Zong Zhengyu buried his head on Feng Canglan's neck, took a deep breath, and tried his best to restrain his hoarse voice, "Lan'er, being a husband is not a monk, let alone sitting still."

"If you move around again, I'm not sure what you will do."

Feng Canglan stopped all movements instantly, and looked at Zong Zhengyu with a stiff smile on his face.

"I... no, don't move around."

"That's good." He tightened his arms around his slender waist, and slept with Feng Canglan in his arms.

The sweet fragrance of the little girl rushed into the comparison, Zong Zhengyu only felt a burst of dry mouth, and there were faint bulges on the forehead.

"My lord, I'm so uncomfortable." Feng Canglan's soft voice sounded like a handful of dry wood, making the fire in Zong Zhengyu's body more and more intense.

"My lord..." She called out delicately, Zong Zhengyu sat up abruptly, lifted the quilt, got into a wheelchair and walked behind the screen.

Feng Canglan quickly retreated inside, her heart pounding.

He covered his blushing cheeks with one hand, and pressed his heaving chest with the other.

She was breathing heavily, gasping for breath.

Although the actual combat operation is still zero, but her theoretical knowledge is perfect.

I understood what was going on with the strangeness just now, Zong Zhengyu reacted!

Too special code is dangerous!

After a while, Zong Zhengyu turned the wheelchair and came out from behind the screen. His hair was a little wet, and there were drops of water on his face.

The thin lips were pursed into a line, the mandible was tense, and the whole person exuded a cold breath.

After shaking, the water droplets on the face gathered into droplets, and fell down to Adam's apple, collarbone, and abdominal muscles.

Feng Canglan's eyes followed the drops of water, and when they flowed down her waist, she suddenly became sober.

She suddenly withdrew her gaze, and sure enough, all beautiful things are poisonous.

Zong Zhengyu is a beautiful, gorgeous, poisonous tea flower.

He returned to the bed and lay down, the room was awkwardly silent.

Feng Canglan tried to ease the atmosphere, "My lord, aren't you in Jiangnan? Why are you back?"

"I came back first after receiving your letter." His voice returned to a little cold, but he could still hear a little hoarseness.

"Oh." Feng Canglan responded, and chose to close his eyes to sleep out of embarrassment.

As a result, Zong Zhengyu's voice suddenly sounded, "How did you get away?"

"Ah..." Feng Canglan remembered now, and cried aggrievedly, "My lord, you don't even know that the assassin wanted to kill me."

"In the end, I met a knight-errant. Seeing a rough road, he drew his sword to help, and even sent me back to the imperial city."

"You don't blame me for not saving you?" He turned his dark eyes.

Feng Canglan raised his eyebrows, and the two happened to meet their eyes.

Why blame?They are not friends, at most they each get what they need.

She wants nine beards and dragon eyebrows, and he wants medical treatment.

The employment relationship that you pay me for doing things, there are no strange words.

"No wonder." She raised an innocent smile, "Because I know that the prince will definitely come to save me."

"It must have been a tactic to delay the attack."

She smiled innocently and sweetly, and those beautiful autumn eyes were shining brightly, as if rubbing stars in them.

But at this time, there was only his reflection inside.

For a moment, Zong Zhengyu didn't know whether to believe in his own reason or what he saw.

"It's getting late, let's rest."

Feng Canglan pulled the quilt and closed her eyes to sleep, Zong Zhengyu's eyes focused on her delicate face.

After staring for a long time, he shifted his gaze.

Why, don't you get angry.

Summer slipped away quietly, and golden autumn officially arrived.

The flowers in the yard began to wither, and the golden leaves fluttered in the wind like dancing butterflies.

Feng Canglan sat on the swing in the garden, looking at the calm lake surface bored.

Zong Zhengyu's previous treatment was considered useless, and he had to start again.

She doesn't have much time left, at most she won't be able to survive the beginning of next spring.

"Huiyu, how about the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Hui Yu, who was suddenly named, paused, and suddenly remembered when he saw Feng Canglan, "My subordinates checked, and the painting is not lost, it is still in the warehouse."

"Not lost?" Where did the painting auctioned in the Jianbao Pavilion come from?

"Yes, it is confirmed to be authentic."

That's strange, the original is still in the warehouse, so the auction was a fake?
"Recently, the rivers and lakes are not peaceful, and the Xingyun court is not peaceful either."

"Oh?" Feng Canglan raised his eyebrows, motioning for Huiyu to continue.

"Just a while ago, there was a well-known sect in the rivers and lakes, who offended the Blood Sect for some reason."

"They were wiped out overnight, and no one survived."

"The rumors in the rivers and lakes are very powerful. It is said that the blood sect has always been mysterious. How could it have such a deep hatred with such a small sect?"

Bloodline?Ye Gu?

"It's the same in the court. Four ministers were found to be corrupt and perverted the law. The emperor threw things at the court every morning."

"This King Jin is also pitiful."

Feng Canglan, who had no interest in it, immediately regained his spirit when he heard the word King Jin, "Corrupt officials were found out, what does King Jin have to do with it?"

"Could it be that King Jin found out?"

"No." Hui Yu shook his head, "The emperor directly vented his anger on King Jin in the court hall."

"It is said that they were all locked up."

"Confinement?!" Feng Canglan stood up abruptly, the old emperor was bullying her future little husband again.

"Correct."

"How can a prince do this?"

"You..." Feng Canglan was about to let Huiyu go out with him, but stopped when he reached the point of his mouth, "You don't have to follow me when I go out to buy something."

After finishing speaking, she disappeared in a flash.

The future little husband is now miserable in confinement. As a wife-to-be, she naturally wants to send her warmth.

Feng Canglan swaggered out with the token, turned a corner, and changed from a woman to a man.

The last time I went to King Jin's Mansion, I knew the route and left quickly.

When passing by the stall, I bought some sugar crisps and a roast chicken, along with a jug of wine.

King Jin's mansion was the same as last time, there was no guard at the gate, she went straight in with the food and wine, and sighed helplessly looking at the deserted yard.

It's really a little cabbage that no one cares about and no one loves.

Walking all the way inside, when Feng Canglan was about to knock on the door outside the house, a sword light flashed across his pupils...

(End of this chapter)