The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 114 Chapter 110
"Pooh!"

Feng Canglan frowned, and walked towards the sound.

"Pull! Let you pull!"

"A bastard from a civilian girl, she really thinks she is a descendant of the royal family."

There was a lot of beating inside.

Walking to the corner, I saw a group of three or four people in the corner, facing one person with fists and feet,
The person who was beaten collapsed on the ground, unable to fight back, and those people still did not let go.

"Okay." One of the fat young men said, and the people around him stopped beating.

The man pulled the straddle, and the person next to him squatted down, and he stepped on his back, "Come on, get through here, and I will spare you."

"Otherwise, you will never want to go out today!"

"Drill! Drill!"

The surrounding sneered again and again, and kept urging the man who was prostrate on the ground.

The body of that person curled up together moved slightly, his blue clothes were covered with footprints, he slowly raised his head, his face was bruised and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't bully others too much." He was always refined and gentle, with a cold look in his peach eyes.

The chubby son couldn't help laughing, "What did you say?"

"Don't you want to deceive people too much?"

"Too much to bully?" With a ruthless expression on his face, he kicked the person on the ground, "So what if I bully too much?!"

"You still think of yourself as a prince? Huh?" He knelt down and pinched the man's jaw.

Several people around burst into laughter.

"Drill quickly!"

"Zong Zhengjin! I tell you, even if you die here today, the emperor will not blame our government for your death."

Zong Zhengjin clung his hands tightly to the filthy robes that had been kicked, and his deep peach eyes gleamed with hostility.

"How dare you stare at my young master!"

"Young master beat you to death!" The fat and fat young man grabbed the thick wooden stick next to him and beat him.

It was raised high and fell hard, with a sound of breaking wind.

It only missed hitting Zong Zhengjin, but the wooden stick stopped suddenly.

The fat man turned his head, and saw a man beside him, holding the wooden stick in his hand.

"Where did you come from so short-sighted, you dare to hinder me..." Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked and knelt down.

He covered his crotch with his hands, twisted his fat head and ears in pain, and wailed, "Ah—"

"Crack!" She grabbed the stick and threw it away.

With a sweeping glance, Qiu Shuitong's cold and hostile aura made the other dude daunting.

Turning around and walking up to Zong Zhengjin, pinching his chin with slender fingers and lifting it up.

Looking at the scars all over his face, the chill in his eyes was even stronger.

What she likes most is this face, and this group of people dare to hurt it.

Get up and take a few steps, pick up the wooden stick you just threw away, and go straight to the fat and strong man kneeling on the ground.

When the man saw the person walking towards him, his face showed a stern expression, "Do you know who I am!"

"I'm the young master of the Duke's Mansion! You hurt me today, and I'll let you go around without food!"

"Really?" Feng Canglan tapped his palm with a wooden stick, and said something lightly, before he finished speaking, he struck down with the stick.

"what--"

A pig-like wail pierced the sky, and the man fell to the ground, covering the place where he was beaten, crying with tears streaming down his face.

Seeing this, the accomplices fled one after another, Feng Canglan threw out the stick and tripped the other three.

The three people who fell on the ground crawled back, Feng Canglan took a step and they took a step back.

The whole person was trembling, and his face was full of fear.

"You... whatever you want we will..."

Just about to talk about the conditions, but before he finished speaking, he was beaten down with a stick, and immediately screamed in pain.

Feng Canglan saw the meat with sticks, and he didn't let anyone go, and the noses and faces of several people were bruised and swollen.

"Heroes stop fighting!"

"Hero, we were wrong!" One of them hurriedly begged for mercy, his face was swollen from the beating, and his speech was slurred, "Hero, spare me!"

"wrong?"

"We were wrong!" Several people said in unison, all afraid that the wooden stick in Feng Canglan's hand would fall again.

"The person you should be asking for is not me." She took a step back to the left, revealing Zong Zhengjin behind her, "it's King Jin."

Several people looked at each other, and then begged for mercy, "His Royal Highness, we are wrong!"

"We were wrong! I beg His Royal Highness King Jin to spare his life."

"What do you say?" Feng Canglan looked back at Zong Zhengjin who was covered in scars, his face was covered with bruises, and the corners of his mouth were swollen and bloodstained.

Pathetic.

Ah, her poor little girl was bullied again.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Feng Canglan raised the wooden stick and hit him hard again.

The person who was beaten screamed in pain, begging for mercy frantically, "His Royal Highness King Jin, please spare me!"

"Let them go." Zong Zhengjin's weak voice sounded, and a gleam of disappointment flashed in Feng Canglan's eyes.

After being bullied like this, he even let him go.

If it was her, everyone's lives would have to be left to her today.

Feng Canglan threw the wooden stick in his hand, with a sullen expression on his face, "Go away!"

The four quickly got up and rushed out.

Several people moved away, Feng Canglan clapped his hands and walked to Zong Zhengjin's side, extending a hand.

Zong Zhengjin raised his head, his eyes paused for a moment on Feng Canglan, and he stretched out his skinny hand to reach over.

With the help of Feng Canglan's strength, he stood up and patted the dirt on his body slowly.

"It seems that every time we meet, you are very embarrassed."

"Brother Yun laughed." He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but just as he raised his hand, Feng Canglan grabbed him, "You have mud on your hand, which will infect the wound."

"You said that you are a prince after all, and you were bullied by your courtiers."

As she said that, she took out the anti-swelling and analgesic medicine that came back from Butterfly Valley and did a simple treatment.

"My lord, I'm really useless." He lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes covered the sadness in his eyes.

"You can't say that either."

"In short, no matter what, you are His Royal Highness King Jin, and if they bully you, they are committing trouble."

"You can be more dignified, otherwise you will only be bullied."

"You know that people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden."

Zong Zhengjin pulled the swollen corners of his mouth and a wry smile appeared, "My Royal Highness King Jin is only in name."

"Everyone avoids me like a snake and a scorpion, even my father."

"Who said that!" Feng Canglan immediately retorted, comforting, "I won't avoid you like a snake."

"Why?" Zong Zhengjin raised his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes were full of doubts, "I am not favored by the emperor, everyone avoids me, why don't you avoid me."

"I have nothing on me."

"Nonsense." Feng Canglan approached, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "You are beautiful."

"With your beauty, I can get rid of all the gossip."

"Cough!" Zong Zhengjin lowered his head and covered his face, hiding his shame.

Sensing the other party's unnaturalness, Feng Canglan smiled and said, "I'm just kidding."

"Although beauty is part of it, the main thing is that you, as a prince, treat others with humility and courtesy, gentleness and elegance, and a gentleman like an orchid, compared to..."

The three words Zong Zhengyu came out of her mind subconsciously, and when she was about to blurt out, she stopped in time.

"In short, you are a very nice person, and you won't feel tired after getting along with you, it's very comfortable."

"Of course, the most important point is that you are my future brother-in-law."

Mentioning the word brother-in-law, the arc of Zong Zhengjin's mouth slowly receded——

(End of this chapter)