The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1506 Satisfying Lan'er is a husband's duty

The sound entered his ears, and Feng Canglan only felt a little itchy in his ears.

When he raised his eyes, he bumped into Zong Zhengyu's narrow and long Ruifeng eyes. In addition to the tenderness in the eyes, the emotions hidden deeper were gradually surfacing.

Feng Canglan's eyes froze, and Zong Zhengyu hugged her whole body and carried her to the bed.

Zong Zhengyu carefully put down the man in his arms, put one hand on Feng Canglan's side, and rubbed the broken hair on his temples with the other hand, his phoenix eyes were full of affection, "Let's come with Madam, one by one."

The red curtain fell, and the couch was indistinct.

Time passed as the sun set and the night rose.

It's just winter, and the wind at night is a bit chilly, and from time to time it sneaks into the hall and blows the red mantle.

A round of silver moon hung high, and the silver-white moonlight slipped into the hall and fell on the scattered clothes.

The butterfly parked outside the window was disturbed and flapped its wings, traveling through the night and finally landed outside the window of the nearby palace.

The hall was bright, Yan Xiang was sitting slumped beside the bed with unkempt hair and dirty face, sweat mixed with mud on his pale face.

The proud and invincible dragon emperor in the past seems to have changed a lot.

"Gone."

"It's gone, it's all gone."

She slumped on the side of the bed with red eyes and tears in her eyes, with a painful and sad expression, "My brother is gone, Moyu is gone, my child is gone...even my sister is gone!"

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

She beat her head fiercely with both hands, "It was all me! I killed the child with my own hands! I ruined the family relationship with my sister with my own hands."

"I deserve it."

Yan Xiang lay down on the ground, regretting her mistakes.

Painful voices sounded intermittently in the hall.

How could she listen to that man!

They plot against Sister Canglan together!

Bao Da's voice kept echoing in his ears, and Yan Xiang was in even more pain.

She lost her last relative with her own hands.

I wanted Moyu to recover, but Moyu didn't recover and pushed away the last relative who cared about her and was kind to her.

From now on, no one will care anymore.

The muffled cries of whimpering and sobbing spilled out of the hall.

At the door, a tall figure stood under the cold moonlight.

The sound of crying inside continued to overflow, and he silently covered his chest with stiff fingertips.

Feeling lost, obviously no heart, but feel the pain.

The moonlight illuminated his furrowed brows and eyes, and there was a trace of daze on his gentle face.

The bits and pieces of the past with Yan Xiang kept reverberating in my mind, and as the pictures poured out frame by frame, the discomfort became more and more intense.

He let go of the hand covering his chest, turned around and was about to push open the palace door, but stopped the moment he touched it.

After a long pause, he finally withdrew his hand and turned around.

Under the moonlight, his steps were slightly messy, as if he couldn't wait to escape.

After this time, Feng Canglan and Zong Zhengyu had a rare few days of leisure.

It only takes half a month to take the essence and blood of Yan Xiang's heart, and now he and Zong Zhengyu are stuck together day and night.

They were obviously an old couple, yet they looked like they were just newly married. It would not be an exaggeration to describe them as gluey.

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

A hoarse voice sounded, Feng Canglan's cheeks "brushed" as red as the sunset, and he reacted and pushed Zong Zhengyu's chest, "Speak well."

"It seems that it is not satisfactory."

"Hey!"

Feng Canglan pressed against Zong Zhengyu's approaching chest, and hurriedly said, "Satisfaction, satisfaction is not enough."

Zong Zhengyu held the hand against his chest with his backhand, bowed his head and kissed the back of his hand, and then raised his reddish eyes to show his love, "It is my husband's duty to satisfy Lan'er."

(End of this chapter)