The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 125 Surrender to you?

Zong Zhengyu put down the wine bottle, and the desk collapsed instantly.

Feng Canglan shivered from the loud noise.

Looking back, he met those phoenix eyes full of shadow.

"Lan'er doesn't need to be humble, just leave the housekeeper's affairs to the housekeeper."

"This is absolutely impossible..." The words came to a halt in Zong Zhengyu's gloomy gaze.

If you don't accept the side concubine, you don't accept it. Wouldn't it be good to sit with the left and right hugs and enjoy the blessings of all people?

People can't ask for it.

"Change the table." Zong Zhengyu's voice was as cold as ice, and the wind and waves of this lunch were like sitting on pins and needles, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

"Painter, when shall we paint?"

The air conditioner next to her was too scary, Feng Canglan was going to run away first.

"You can do it now." The painter said, "It's windy outside, let's go to the palace to paint."

"it is good."

Feng Canglan followed the painter and left, her pace was hurried as if there was a beast chasing after her.

This is Xiao An Ning standing up, "I also want to go with Aunt Seventh Emperor."

Then he chased after him with short legs, and Zong Zhengjin followed immediately, "I'll bring An Ning back."

inside the palace

Feng Canglan sat on a wooden chair carved with peach wood, posing for the other party to draw.

"Painter, your style of painting is really novel. I don't know who is the master?" Feng Canglan fiddled with the hem of the skirt, and the painter came to help tidy it up. "I did it myself, and there is no master."

"That's it." Her autumn water eyes were slightly cold.

Just about to ask again, the painter suddenly squeezed her ankle, Feng Canglan shrank back, he squeezed even tighter, with a lewd smile on his face.

"What are you doing! Let go!"

"Let go, I finally met a beautiful woman, how could I be willing to let go." He rubbed his ankle carefully, and when Feng Canglan kicked him, he squeezed it tightly.

"If you don't let go! This princess will call someone."

"This is the palace! How dare you be presumptuous here!"

The painter laughed presumptuously and arrogantly, "Calling someone?"

"You shout, your reputation will be ruined if you shout. Let alone being the regent princess."

"You will be spurned by thousands of people, and everyone will shout and beat you."

"Just submit to me obediently." The painter kept moving up the hand holding Feng Canglan's ankle.

There was a cold smile in her eyes, her slender fingers rested on the painter's shoulders, her fingertips crossed the shoulders and raised his jaw, "surrender to you?"

"Isn't it you who bowed down under the pomegranate skirt of this princess?"

The painter knelt on the ground, looked up at Feng Canglan who was sitting on the wooden chair with the posture of a queen, his eyes were flickering with madness.

"Yes! I am the one who bowed down under the pomegranate skirt of the concubine." The painter rushed over, Feng Canglan turned sideways away from the wooden chair and hid his face with a chuckle, "You are too boring, why don't we come and play?" Something exciting."

"Stimulate?"

"Okay, I like excitement!" The painter rushed over with a monkey face, Feng Canglan turned around to avoid it, and took out a bundle of ropes behind him.

She tugged at the rope with both hands, and smiled alluringly, "Come on, let's play something exciting."

"well."

Feng Canglan tied the painter's hands and feet with ropes, and the painter stared at the whole time without noticing that he was already tied up.

"Now, let's have some excitement!"

She circled around the bound painter, her slender fingertips scratched deeply on his arm, leaving a few bloodstains.

The painter was immediately shocked, with a crazy expression on his face.

"it is good……"

"Okay..." The painter was clenched by his bound hands, and his eyes wanted to stick to Feng Canglan's body.

Feng Canglan's fingertips moved slightly, and the two silver needles between her fingers were exposed to the air. She took out a silver needle and inserted it into the acupuncture point on the back of her head.

The excited painter immediately lowered his head, as if he had died.

The other silver needle is aimed at its Tianling cover, as long as it is inserted hard, the painter will be killed on the spot.

The silver needle landed an inch away from the Tianling Gai, and her downward hand suddenly stopped.

This is the imperial palace, and the painter was invited by the emperor to enter the palace. If she died here, she might not be alone.

That's all, let's charge some interest today, and talk about the rest later.

Withdrawing the silver needle in her hand, she slashed at the back of her head with a knife.

The painter tilted his head to one side and fell into a coma.

Looking at the painting next to her that she had just begun to paint, she quickly picked up the brush and sketched on the scroll.As soon as the shape of the big question was drawn, the movements of the hands froze, and the wings of the nose moved slightly.

What's the taste!
Ban Shun, her eyes focused on the scroll, her pupils suddenly shrank and she dropped the pen.

There is something wrong with this paint!

Feng Canglan held his breath immediately, but it was too late.

The medicine mixed in the pigment will volatilize in the air when it meets water.

She only felt a wave of heat sweeping over her, her mouth was dry and her whole body was hot.

There seemed to be a small flame burning in my heart!

Damn it!Careless!

After all the calculations, I didn't expect this painter to add something to the paint!

I was stupid to death by myself!

It's been too long living in the safe zone without any sense of crisis.

The effect of the medicine became more and more obvious, Feng Canglan's cheeks were flushed, and her clear autumn eyes gradually blurred.

I couldn't help tearing open the skirt, wanting to take off all my clothes to relieve the heat.

She ran two quick steps and pulled the temple door with both hands to open it, but stopped at the moment of force.

no!If she went out like this and was seen by other people, maybe something big would happen.

Let go of the hand holding the door bolt, Feng Canglan stumbled back to the main hall.

bear it!Just be patient.

Once the medicine wears off, you'll be fine!
Walking to a corner of the main hall, Feng Canglan hugged her knees with her hands and huddled into a ball, her long nails dug into the flesh, using the pain to keep herself awake.

Her huddled body was trembling, the effect of the medicine was getting stronger and stronger, her whole body was hot and her white cheeks were flushed.

The desire deep in her heart seemed to break out of the cage, she bit her lower lip tightly, and the bright red lips turned white.

It's getting more and more trash!

I haven't seen such a big wind and big waves, but it capsized in the gutter!

Although squatting in a corner and trying to stay awake, Feng Canglan's sanity was gradually swallowed.

The huddled body twisted slightly, and the desire locked in the cage seemed to break out of the cage in the next second.

"Humph~"

There was a burst of sound, charming and soft, just listening to the sound made people imagine.

Suddenly, Feng Canglan raised his head, his blurred eyes focused on the painter who was tied up.

In the next second, she lowered her head violently, grabbing the nails on her arms and inlaying them deeper!

Damn it!She must kill this painter!

Trying to maintain the last sliver of reason, the whole person tensed into a string.

At this very moment, as long as someone touches it lightly, she will be defeated.

"crunch-"

Suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door.

Feng Canglan, who was on the verge of dementia and collapsed, was instantly alert.

The whole person is on guard.

At this time, the person who came here was from the painter's group to catch the rape?
Really good calculation!
Feng Canglan's eyes covered with red spider silk were stained with blood.

Under the extreme tension, Feng Canglan became quite sober.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The footsteps sounded from far to near, becoming clearer and clearer, every step was on the tip of Feng Canglan's heart, making people breathless.

The voice disappeared, Feng Canglan opened his eyes sharply, and a pair of boots came into sight——

(End of this chapter)