The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1076 Don't hide things from me, okay?

"Hey." Fu Xi sighed, shook his head and left in the opposite direction.

On the other side, Feng Canglan who left has already arrived outside the palace.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar palace garden, Feng Canglan had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Daddy~"

Just when Feng Canglan was distracted, Liu Cang's milky voice pulled her thoughts back.

Zong Zhengyu, who was waiting in the courtyard, walked quickly, "Lan'er, let's go."

After finishing speaking, he took Feng Canglan's hand and went straight out. After walking two steps, he realized that the people behind him hadn't moved at all.

He turned around and looked back, his deep phoenix eyes were full of inquiries, Feng Canglan's voice sounded before he could speak, "I can't go back to Nebula for now, maybe I have to stay in Wu'an State for a while."

Zong Zhengyu loosened the hand holding him slightly, and asked gently with solemn and upright eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." She suppressed her emotions and showed a light smile, "Father God, I really like seeing Liu Cang and want to see Liu Cang more."

"I'm not in a hurry to go back to Xingyun for a while, I just stay in Wu'an State for a while."

After speaking, without waiting for Zong Zhengyu's reply, he carried Liu Cang into the hall.

Zong Zhengyu was on the same spot, watching Feng Canglan's back as he entered the palace, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his eyes half-down.

Halfway through, the phoenix eyes were as dark as ink, like an abyss with no end in sight.

After a while, he opened his eyes to look around, and finally walked into the hall.

A family of three temporarily lived in Wushang State.

Three days passed, Fuxi did not set foot here, and did not come to visit Liucang who was reluctant to see more.

In the past three days, the atmosphere in the palace was extremely quiet.

Not as quiet as usual.

In the past, the two were in the same room, and it was very harmonious for one to practice calligraphy and the other to read picture books.

This time, the entire palace was filled with a depressing and dull atmosphere.

But it was like an illusion, as if this depression and dullness did not exist.

Zong Zhengyu was still writing and practicing calligraphy, while Feng Canglan sat by and watched.

Same as before, but different.

Feng Canglan sat at the table, looking at Zong Zhengyu who was practicing calligraphy, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Just watched quietly, sticking to Zong Zhengyu for a moment.

There was a flash of struggle in his eyes, and his complexion looked a little heavy.

Her gaze was too straightforward, and Zong Zhengyu, who was practicing calligraphy, stopped his movements to look.

The two looked at each other, Zong Zhengyu's long, narrow and deep phoenix eyes had no waves in the ancient well, but gave people a feeling that they could see through everything.

The moment they looked at each other, Feng Canglan felt that there was nothing to hide under Zong Zhengyu's gaze.

She avoided the dark eyes, got up and went over with a brisk tone, "I've been watching you over there for a long time, what did you write so seriously?"

"Buddhist scriptures."

The simple and straightforward answer made Feng Canglan pause, "What are you doing writing Buddhist scriptures?"

Her gaze fell on the Buddhist scriptures written by Zong Zhengyu. The ink and cursive writing on the rice paper was sharp, with a sinister and repressed edge.

After just one glance, Feng Canglan felt that his breathing was a bit dull.

"Calm down." A magnetic voice sounded, Zong Zhengyu put down the pen in his hand, and hugged Feng Canglan tightly in his arms.

"Lan'er." The deep and hoarse voice was crazily suppressed, as if it might explode at any moment on the verge of collapse.

Feng Canglan moved slightly, and the confinement in Zong Zhengyu's arms became tighter, making it difficult to breathe.

"Lan'er." There was another hoarse hoarse cry, with deep trembling.

He tilted his head and kissed Feng Canglan's earlobe, his magnetic hoarse voice touched his heart, with an irresistible temptation, "Don't hide things from me, okay?"

boom--

Feng Canglan's heart stopped beating suddenly, and his whole body felt cold...

(End of this chapter)