The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1117 Even if you get close, it's not pity, but... close to you
Feng Canglan stood on the snow-covered mountain, swaying in the cold wind, Zong Zhengyu's calm eyes and cold words filled his mind.

Don't get close to Feng Xichao.

You don't look like Lan'er at all.

not like?

not like?She is the Lord!It's me!
You have bad eyesight!He even knows everything that turns into ashes!
Feng Canglan raised his head and wanted to turn back, but when he looked up again, there was Zong Zhengyu's figure.

There was nothing around, except for the thick snow piled up in front of my eyes.

The wind and snow were swaying, Feng Canglan shivered slightly standing in the cold wind, it was not cold.

It's caused by panic.

Her hands and feet were cold, the blood flowed back from her whole body, and her Qiushui eyes were full of disbelief.

how come!
impossible!
Zong Zhengyu disappeared in front of her, but she didn't even notice it!

Should not!
What the hell happened, how could this happen!
Zong Zhengyu's loss of control made her even more flustered, as if there was a huge deviation from what she had imagined.

Originally, he planned not to worry, and could use another identity to accompany Liu Cang.

Now it looks like a must.

Now there are unstable factors, and Zong Zhengyu is completely out of control.

What happened in these 12 years?
But no matter what happened, it was impossible for Zong Zhengyu to reach a height that she could not even notice in just 12 years.

The current him is far from this point, obviously all this shouldn't happen at this time!
Things have become uncontrollable and cannot be delayed any longer. This is the last chance.

Once it fails, everything will return to the right track. Zong Zhengyu still takes that road, and all his hard work was wasted.

Maybe she once thought of stopping it in the simplest and most brutal way, but now she can't!

Zong Zhengyu, please don't make me work for nothing.

Despite Zong Zhengyu's words, Feng Canglan still went to Siguoya to report every day, with different meals every day.

In the first two days, everything was normal, and in the next few days, Feng Canglan could see Zong Zhengyu every time he went up.

Liu Cang practiced in the snow, while Zong Zhengyu stood aside.

Tiny snowflakes fell on his head and shoulders, and his long, moon-white figure was like a cedar tree in the snow, making it impossible for people to get close.

Zong Zhengyu probably regarded her as a plotter close to Liucang.

But it was precisely because of this that she wanted to come to Liu Cang every day.

Otherwise, how could there be a chance to meet each other? Zong Zhengyu was sure that it was good for her to have ulterior motives.

No contact, how come the story.

"Sister, you are here."

A breathless boy's voice brought Feng Canglan back to his thoughts, Feng Canglan's feet softened and almost fell on the spot.

She peeked at it secretly, making sure that there was no abnormal image, then quietly looked away.

With a faltering "hmm", she found Zong Zhengyu not far away staring at her. She touched the tip of her nose subconsciously and quickly handed over the food box, "I brought you delicious food."

"Thank you sister."

It's been nearly half a month since Si Guoya, Feng Canglan has carefully fed her every day, Feng Xichao's personality has undergone earth-shaking changes from the first time they met.

When I first met Liu Cang, she was withdrawn, seldom talkative, and cold. The only time she ever saw someone angry when she talked too much was defending her with the students of Lingtian Academy.

Now Liucang is much more cheerful, although not lively but much better than before.

These are all caused by her.

Looking at the elegant and dignified meal in Liucang, Feng Canglan couldn't help but think of Zong Zhengyu.

As expected of a father and son, the appearance of eating is almost carved out of the same mold.

Thinking of Zong Zhengyu, she watched the blue figure step in, stared straight at her with Qiushui eyes, bit her red lips for a long time before opening her mouth, "I really like Xi Chao, I feel very kind and like a relative, not what you want deliberate approach."

"I didn't pretend to be anyone, I just didn't have to pretend to be anyone."

After a few days, the time is almost right.

"And..." Her voice subconsciously lowered a lot, her hands moved restlessly and she lowered her head, "Even if I approached on purpose, it wouldn't be approaching Xi Chao."

"It's instead..." She hesitated for a moment, her voice was as soft as a mosquito moaning, "It's about approaching you."

(End of this chapter)