The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 194 Lan'er was with Rong Jin last night
Body temperature dropped dramatically.

Directly in front, Zong Zhengyu was dressed in a pure black brocade robe, holding a red sandalwood Buddha bead with a faint smile on his face.

Obviously he was laughing, but Feng Canglan felt chills all over his body.

As soon as she pushed Zong Zhengjin away, her heart suddenly tightened, and her heartbeat kept beating.

It's like being caught raped.

"Lan Lan." Zong Zhengjin looked up, Feng Canglan subconsciously ran towards Zong Zhengyu.

Looking at the people running over, Zong Zhengyu kept smiling, "Lan'er was with Rong Jin last night."

He spoke lightly, like a normal greeting.

Feng Canglan was about to refute, when his voice sounded again, "Remember to tell me if you don't go home at night, don't make the family anxious."

"Do not……"

Feng Canglan opened his mouth to defend, but was interrupted by Zong Zhengyu again.

He leaned over and sniffed lightly, his voice was extremely gentle, "Have you been drinking?"

"You're still young, you can't drink." Zong Zhengyu stroked Feng Canglan's hair at the temples with his well-articulated hands.

She only felt the coolness from her temples, which penetrated through her skin and reached the bottom of her heart.

"Is Lan'er still playing with Rong Jin? If we don't play, we'll go home." He was gentle as if he wanted to drown him.

Although it was a question, Feng Canglan could hear it.

This is giving her two ways, to go with Zong Zhengjin or to go with him.

"Go back... go home."

"Okay, go home." He took Feng Canglan's hand, smiled and nodded to Zong Zhengyu as a greeting, and then led him away.

Feng Canglan was dominated by fear and left. After getting along with Zong Zhengyu for a long time, he forgot his killing and cruel nature.

Zong Zhengjin looked at the two backs that gradually disappeared, and the gentle and elegant smile on his face slowly disappeared, turning into ice cold.

Sitting in the carriage back home, Zong Zhengyu didn't say a word.

He just sat there quietly, looking at Feng Canglan with gentle eyebrows and smiling lips.

Staring at Feng Canglan made hairs all over his body, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Did you have a good time last night?"

The seemingly ordinary question is indeed a hidden mystery.

Zong Zhengyu was asking in disguise.

Happy, she slept in the prison all night, you say happy or not.

Feng Canglan didn't respond for a long time, Zong Zhengyu chuckled, and she heard the cold wind in his tone.

Just as he was thinking about how to answer without offending him, his head was pressed down by a hand.

She was forced to lie on Zong Zhengyu's chest, "Tell the truth."

"otherwise……"

Zong Zhengyu's icy fingers slid gently across Feng Canglan's neck, her body froze suddenly, and she felt a cold current flowing all over her body.

Holding Feng Canglan's neck with well-articulated hands, as long as he gently pinches Feng Canglan, there will be no Feng Canglan in this world.

He focused on the blue veins on his neck, where the blood was surging.

Feng Canglan's hairs all over his body exploded, and his scalp throbbed.

"I can……"

Just as Zong Zhengyu uttered two words, Feng Canglan clasped his shoulders with both hands, raised his head and kissed him.

He blocked all the words he hadn't finished speaking in his throat.

At that moment, Zong Zhengyu released the white fingers holding the Buddhist beads.

He opened his eyes and watched the flattery and comfort of the woman in his arms.

Under the waveless phoenix eyes, there are strong winds and waves.

Feng Canglan clung to Zong Zhengyu and leaned up, carefully kissing and soothing.

It can be clearly felt that Zong Zhengyu's hostility has dissipated.

Dissatisfied with Feng Canglan's gentle kiss, Zong Zhengyu hugged the slender waist that was attached to his body and lifted it up.

Turn passive into active.

Under Zong Zhengyu's strong attack, Feng Canglan surrendered.

Looking at the woman in his arms, Zong Zheng Yufeng's eyes were as black as ink, deep in color, and his chest heaved up and down.

Just when Feng Canglan thought it was enough to comfort her, Zong Zhengyu suddenly turned over and pressed her on the carriage.

A trace of surprise flashed across Feng Canglan's Qiushui eyes, and Zong Zhengyu blocked her mouth before she could say anything.

The temperature inside the carriage continued to rise.

Zong Zhengyu tightly clasped Feng Canglan's ten fingers on the carriage.The scorching hot breath sprayed on Feng Canglan's slender white neck, burning her heart tightly.

Zong Zhengyu moved his hands from the back waist to the front of his clothes.

Sensing his movements, Feng Canglan's breath stopped, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Seeing the clothes being peeled off layer by layer, my mind turned quickly.

Just when he thought there was no way to return to heaven, a voice sounded from outside the carriage, "My lord and concubine, the palace is here."

This voice was simply the voice of salvation, and a timely rain extinguished Zong Zhengyu's fire.

"Husband~" She is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and even more flexible.

There was a hint of coquettish flattery in the soft voice, "It's time to arrive at the palace."

Zong Zhengyu's deep phoenix eyes stared at Feng Canglan, staring at her with hairs on the bottom of his heart.

In the next second, Feng Canglan lightened and hugged his neck in fright.

Zong Zhengyu hugged Feng Canglan and walked straight to the palace.

When the guards along the way encountered him, they retreated and bowed their heads, as if they couldn't see anything.

Feng Canglan buried her head in Zong Zhengyu's chest, she looked shy on the surface, but she was really upset.

The mind quickly turned to the left.

How to do how to do!
What are you doing now?
Just when Feng Canglan was anxious about how to deal with it, Zong Zhengyu put her on the bed.

As soon as he put it down, the untied clothes opened up, exposing his snow-white shoulders to the air.

Still thinking about how to deal with it, a very aggressive breath rushed into the tip of his nose.

She raised her eyebrows in a jerk, and faced Zong Zhengyu's dark pupils who were close at hand, there seemed to be a vortex in her eyes that wanted to suck her in.

The distance was too close, Feng Canglan could clearly feel the breath exhaled by Zong Zhengyu, which sprayed hot on her skin.

Clutching the quilt she was sitting on, her tightly clenched hands revealed her nervousness at the moment.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes focused on Feng Canglan's palm-sized face, and he suddenly moved closer.

Feng Canglan subconsciously hid back, and as soon as he made this movement, Zong Zhengyu grabbed his waist, he seemed to have noticed it a long time ago.

Seeing Zong Zhengyu whose nose tip touched her, Feng Canglan held her breath intently.

Zong Zhengyu traced the outline of Feng Canglan's face with his sharp eyes, and finally stayed on the red lips.

It seemed to have been devastated by a storm, but it was even more red than usual.

Zong Zhengyu suddenly kissed him, not giving Feng Canglan a chance to dodge.

Both hands were pinched by Zong Zhengyu and he couldn't struggle. One side of the skirt draped over his shoulders slipped down to his waist, revealing his round and white waist, as well as his waist that couldn't be grasped.

A dark light rolled across Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes, and he pulled down the skirt of Feng Canglan's other shoulder with one hand.

The water-red embroidered bellyband is exposed to the air, forming a strong visual tension with Feng Canglan's snow-white skin.

Zong Zhengyu's pupils sank into the darkness, and his knuckle fingers were interspersed with Feng Canglan's silk-like smooth black hair.

"Husband..." Feng Canglan sobbed two words, which were finally swallowed by Zong Zhengyu.

"Lan'er." His voice was unbearably hoarse, and he looked at Feng Canglan with appalling possessiveness and paranoia in his pupils out of breath.

"Call again." Zong Zhengyu's hoarse voice coaxed, Feng Canglan obediently said, "Husband..."

The hoarse voice was panting lightly, directly causing the beast that Zong Zhengyu had imprisoned in his heart to break out of the cage.

Zong Zhengyu pressed Feng Canglan under his body with the thick ink that couldn't be melted in his black phoenix eyes.

"boom--"

"Miss, Palace Merchant..."

(End of this chapter)