The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 100 We Should Leave the Prince Regent's Mansion Early
The cold touch directly transmitted to the brain through the neck, and Feng Canglan's pupils dilated, staring at Zong Zhengyu.

There is endless darkness under his phoenix eyes, and a killing intent is beating faintly.

Feeling this killing intent, Feng Canglan's heart skipped a beat.

Zong Zhengyu has murderous intentions towards her!
"My lord..." With a slight twist of the hand on her neck, Feng Canglan's pupils shrank, and at the moment of twisting, she broke free and retreated.

Although she escaped, the cold touch was engraved in her mind, it felt like a poisonous snake wrapped around her neck, spitting snake letters at her.

"My lord, I'm sorry, I just couldn't control my impulse at that time."

"I made you dumplings to apologize." Feng Canglan coughed and explained, but the other party seemed to have never heard of it.

He came step by step, his violence and bloodthirsty multiplying.

Sensing keenly that something was wrong with the other party, Feng Canglan's eyes were serious.

what happened?

Zong Zhengyu, is this more serious?This was not the case before.

It seemed that she was being controlled and lost her mind. It was not a particularly wise decision for her to stay here.

Feng Canglan's gaze fell on the open door of the study room, and within two seconds, Zong Zhengyu seemed to sense her intentions, and raised his hand, and there was a "boom".

The door was closed tightly.

Feng Canglan's eyes showed vigilance, and his eyes locked on the person in front of him.

"Zong Zhengyu!"

The other party didn't respond, but grabbed the barbed thorns next to it and whipped them.

Feng Canglan's expression changed slightly and he turned sideways to dodge, Zong Zhengyu kept waving, wherever she hid, he would hit her.

There were fragments on the ground, Feng Canglan observed the direction of the whip and also took care not to step on the porcelain fragments.

"Kaccha." While dodging, he stepped on a fragment of a teacup, and for a moment he was stunned, and swung the thorn whip high.

Feng Canglan's eyes turned cold, and he dodged to avoid it.

Why did Zong Zhengyu seem to have known it a long time ago, and slightly moved the thorn whip with his wrist to change the direction, "Snack!"

The whip landed on Feng Canglan's back.

Zong Zhengyu raised his hand, and the barbs on the thorny whip hooked the flesh.

The blood on Feng Canglan's painful face faded, and her vermilion lips were trembling.

Her life was threatened, and she instinctively attacked on guard.

The fingers moved slightly, and the two silver needles between the fingers were ready to go.

"boom--"

The silver needle was about to be activated, but the door was knocked open with a bang, Feng Canglan quickly put away the silver needle, clutching his back where the thorns had whipped him to the ground.

There was no blood on the pale cheeks, and the painful brows were tightly knit.

"My lord!"

"Quickly control the prince!"

Several hidden guards attacked Zong Zhengyu together, but even so, they were not Zong Zhengyu's opponent.

Zong Zhengyu is now in a state of complete dementia, beating anyone he sees.

Several hidden guards were beaten to the ground and passed by again, Feng Canglan clutched his back and couldn't stand it any longer, the silver needle shot out between his fingers.

Zong Zhengyu was shot at the back of the head with a silver needle that had been tempered with cartilage powder. He immediately calmed down and was tied up in a wheelchair by several hidden guards.

"Princess, you..."

Feng Canglan said weakly, "I'm fine."

Clutching her back, she sat sideways on the chair, the blood on her back stained her clothes red, and the blood was still oozing out.

She covered her aching back and sweated a lot on her forehead, walked towards Zong Zhengyu, and inadvertently clasped her fingertips on his wrist.

For a moment, her eyes darkened.

Withdrew his hand calmly, and gave a few instructions to the dark guard, Feng Canglan returned a drop in the ocean.

As soon as she left, Zong Zhengyu gradually regained consciousness.

The blood stains left by the dark black eyes on the thorn whip froze, and the dark guard hurriedly said, "My lord, are you all right?"

"The king is fine, how is the princess?"

"Princess, she..." The dark guard hesitated to speak, Zong Zhengyu immediately turned the wheelchair to leave, but found himself tied to the wheelchair.

"Untie it." The two cold words did not speak too much, and the dark guard frowned, "But you, my lord..." What if you...

Zong Zhengyu cast a gloomy look, and he untied the rope instantly.

drop in the ocean
When Feng Canglan went back with many scars, Gong Shang Huiyu's face changed when he saw it.

Seeing the wound on their back, the two quickly found out the golden sore medicine and painkiller.

Feng Canglan sat beside the bed, took off her clothes layer by layer, and exposed the long wound on her back.

There were barbs on the thorny whip, hooking Feng Canglan's originally clean back like a long centipede.

Gong Shang looked at the horrific scar, his eyes were red, "Such a long wound hurts so much."

"This Zong Zhengyu is really hateful. He actually attacked the young lady! What else can we do to save her? Just poison her to death with a pack of poison."

"It's okay, little injury." He said so, but his voice was indeed crying, which gave people a feeling of being brave.

Gong Shang wept even more fiercely, "I was in so much pain that I almost cried, and said I was fine."

"We should have left the Regent's House earlier."

"The Prince Regent takes pleasure in torture."

"Gong Shang, this is the Prince Regent's Mansion." She reminded aloud.

The palace merchant understood and immediately stopped talking.

Gong Shang was about to apply the medicine on her back, her eyes were red from the pain.

She discovered this problem within a few days after time travel, her body is extremely afraid of pain.

It's not that I'm afraid of pain. A normal person's slight pain will be magnified ten times or a hundred times in this body.

"Anyway, the Nine Beard Dragon Eyebrow has already been obtained, so don't care about his morals."

"When did we ever follow the rules?" Gong Shangzhi Sheng Huiyu was really dissatisfied.

He didn't like Zong Zhengyu in the first place, but now that he hurt Feng Canglan, he didn't like Zong Zhengyu even more.

Even if their lady is the owner of the distributor Luo Dalu, she is more than enough.

How dare a little regent treat their young lady like this.

"It's all right."

"He seemed to have lost his mind at the time, and the poison seemed to have spread." Judging from the pulse just now, the original prescription can no longer be used, and a new medicine must be added, and that medicine is only available in that place.

"It's what you deserve!" The two said in unison, "Repay your kindness with revenge!"

"All right, all right, you two don't get angry." She wasn't even angry at all.

This whip was supposed to counteract that slap.

"Lan'er."

Zong Zhengyu's voice suddenly sounded outside the house, Feng Canglan raised his eyelids, it was back to normal.

"May I come in?"

His voice sounded again, Feng Canglan raised his eyebrows halfway, "Come in."

The pain has not subsided, and her voice is still a little crying.

Zong Zhengyu paused slightly when he pushed the door, his eyes lowered.

When he came in, he saw that the palace merchant was applying medicine to Feng Canglan, and Hui Yu deliberately stepped aside so that Zong Zhengyu could clearly see his "masterpiece".

On the blood-stained back, countless small hooked scars came into view, which was shocking.

The hands on the armrests trembled uncontrollably.

"You go down first." Feng Canglan said, Gong Shang put down the ointment, and went out with Huiyu.

Feng Canglan pulled the skirt to lift up the clothes, but was stopped by Zong Zhengyu, "I'll help you apply the medicine."

She let go of the hand holding the skirt, and the clothes on the back slid down, and the long scar looked like a thousand-legged centipede, which was even more shocking.

Zong Zhengyu picked up the ointment and applied it little by little, with delicate and gentle movements.

However, Feng Canglan noticed that his fingertips seemed to be shaking?
(End of this chapter)