The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1078 Why did Zong Zhengyu still go down that road!

Feng Canglan's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at Zong Zhengyu, whose phoenix pupils were pitch-dark and black air was faintly lingering between his brows, his memory was instantly pulled back to a certain time.

His black pupils were dark, his slender and powerful fingers caressed Feng Canglan's porcelain-white cheeks, and his solemn and abstinent voice seemed to be bewitched by a sea monster, "Lan'er, are you hiding anything from me?"

The movements were gentle, and the deep black eyebrows suppressed the madness that made the scalp tingle.

The coldness of the cheek conveyed the heart through the skin, Feng Canglan's heart trembled, and the pupils shrank deeply.

She trembled all over, her shocked eyes suddenly turned cold, and her murderous intent burst out.

"Lan'er..."

A hoarse voice sounded, pulling out Feng Canglan's emotions immersed in past memories.

The killing intent poured out all over his body in an instant, as if it had never existed.

The clear Qiushui eyes were extremely sharp, looking straight at Zong Zhengyu like ink phoenix eyes.

Speechless, just watched quietly.

After a long time, she withdrew her gaze and left Zong Zhengyu's arms and put on a casual dress.

Her clothes were soaked with cold sweat running down her back, she quickly got up and went to the table and poured herself a cup of herbal tea with her back turned to Zong Zhengyu.

The icy cold swept across, and Feng Canglan's flustered heart calmed down, completely withdrawing from the fear just now.

That look seemed to kill her.

It's exactly the same as the scene I don't want to remember the most.

At that moment, reality and memory overlapped, and she thought she was back then.

Zong Zhengyu stared at Feng Canglan's standing back, and slowly sat up, his voice was gentle and worried, completely different from the oppressive appearance just now, "Lan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Canglan's hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened when he heard the voice, and the next moment he reacted and put down the teacup, "It's okay."

She turned back the same way and returned to the bed, her voice was brisk as if she was fine, "It's just a little hot, you see my clothes are all wet."

As she spoke, she also pointed to her wet back, Zong Zhengyu waved her fingertips, and Feng Canglan's back was instantly refreshed.

Feeling the dryness on her body, Feng Canglan said awkwardly, "I've been a human being for a long time... I forgot about it."

"No problem."

Feng Canglan didn't go back to the bed but put on her clothes and came to the place where Zong Zhengyu practiced calligraphy just now.

Looking through the Buddhist scriptures he wrote, his complexion became more and more serious.

The Buddhist scriptures with Zen Sanskrit sounds, in Zong Zhengyu's pen, carry killing and uncontrollable hostility.

Her slender fingers landed on the Buddhist scriptures that she wrote down, and Zong Zhengyu's appearance just now appeared in her mind, her breathing suddenly became heavy, and her hand touching the Buddhist scriptures suddenly tightened.

Slightly closing his eyes, his red lips trembled pale and pale.

Where is the problem?

Why did Zong Zhengyu still go down that road!

This is his fate?

The established fact really cannot be changed, and she tried her best to stop it, but she couldn't escape in the end.

"Lan'er."

Thinking deeply, the deep voice reached her ears, and a pair of hands hugged her from behind.

Feng Canglan regained consciousness instantly, opened his eyes and looked back.

Zong Zhengyu rested his chin on her shoulder collarbone, "What are you thinking?"

"There is something... I want to tell you." She turned around in Zong Zhengyu's imprisonment, and said face to face, "Didn't you ask me if I was hiding something from you?"

"Indeed."

"There is something wrong with Liu Cang's body."

Zong Zhengyu's sword eyebrows were deeply pressed, and his solemn eyebrows were somewhat serious.

Satisfied with Zong Zhengyu's mood, Feng Canglan continued, "Didn't you notice? There hasn't been any change in Liucang for so many years."

"His body and mind are always fixed at the four-year-old stage."

"I'm just worrying about this matter." She looked sad, her eyes flushed instantly, "It's because I'm a bad mother, and it made my life miserable."

"I... I don't even know when and when it happened." She burst into tears, leaning on Zong Zhengyu's shoulder and choking, "Father God gave a solution, but..."

"Do!"

Feng Canglan half-spoken, Zong Zhengyu interrupted, and said firmly and decisively, "If there is a way, we must do it."

"But... there will be a huge price to pay."

"No matter what the cost, do it." He was unwavering, direct and decisive.

Feng Canglan choked up and responded, and a smile appeared in his Qiushui eyes glistening with tears...

(End of this chapter)