The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 117 Don't Marry?What about your marriage contract with my sister?

Feng Canglan's eyes turned cold, and he kicked open the door of the room and threw the wine jar over.

"Presumptuous! How dare you assassinate King Jin!"

The man in black resisted with his long sword, and the wine jar fell to the ground with a "slap".

Feng Canglan stepped on the wooden stick next to him, and the wooden stick flew up into the air and landed on his hand, "It's so courageous to assassinate His Highness King Jin in broad daylight!"

Putting down the things in his hands, Feng Canglan attacked with a stick in his hand.

The man in black's force value is not low, and he has the upper hand compared to Feng Canglan who has no internal strength.

Zong Zhengjin looked anxiously at the two of them fighting hard.

The man in black stabbed at him with a long sword, Zong Zhengjin shouted urgently, "Brother Yun, be careful!"

He grabbed Feng Canglan's arm and turned sideways to follow Feng Canglan's position.

"Thorn-"

The long sword cut through the brocade robe, and Zong Zhengjin fell precariously on Feng Canglan's shoulder.

The man in black paused for a moment, then jumped out of the room.

Feng Canglan chased after him, and Zong Zhengyu's body collapsed and fell to the ground as soon as he took a step.

She quickly withdrew her slender arms around Zong Zhengjin's fallen body and leaned it on her shoulders, "How is it?"

Zong Zhengjin shook his head weakly, "It's okay."

She looked sideways at Zong Zhengjin's scratched back, and a long mouth kept oozing blood.

Taking a closer look, Feng Canglan Qiuyue's raised brows were stained with a layer of frost, "The sword is poisoned."

Helping Zong Zhengjin to the chair and sitting down, the blood from the wound should have been bright red, but now it was dark purple.

Zong Zhengjin's face was also pale, and his lips and cheeks were the same color.

"Brother Yun..." Zong Zhengjin was about to speak when he was interrupted by Feng Canglan, "Stop talking, take off your clothes, and I'll help you treat the wound."

She walked around to the back, but Zong Zhengjin didn't move.

"What are you still doing?"

Under Feng Canglan's urging, Zong Zhengjin slowly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his injured back.

Seeing the dark purple blood flowing down, she took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve, poured out a pill and stuffed it into her mouth.Lie directly on Zong Zhengjin's back to suck the poisoned blood.

The soft touch made Zong Zhengjin's spine stiff, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt as if he had been given a body-holding technique.

"Brother Yun..." His clear voice was trembling.

Feng Canglan didn't respond, she sucked out the poisoned blood and spit it out on the ground, repeating this until the blood oozing from her back returned to normal red color.

Sprinkle the wound medicine on the back, tear a piece from the bottom of the robe and bandage it.

Wrapping his hands around Zong Zhengjin's fine waist, he wrapped them around and tied a knot.Zong Zhengjin froze in place the whole time, as if the old monk hadn't moved at all.

When everything was settled, he said, "Okay."

"I'll find a doctor to write a prescription later, and it will be fine to get rid of the residual poison in the body."

"You don't have a single guard in Prince Jin's Mansion? The assassin is so blatant. If I hadn't come in time today, I don't know what would have happened."

Feng Canglan said a series of serious words, Zong Zhengjin only felt a rush of busy voices in his head.

Returning to his thoughts, he stared deeply at Feng Canglan with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and did not move for a long time.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?" Feng Canglan waved in front of him.

Zong Zhengjin came back to his senses in an instant, and quickly looked away, his heart was beating like thunder, "No...it's nothing."

"Brother Yun saved me again today."

"It's true that every time we meet, you..." The following words were not good, and Feng Canglan stopped talking.

"It's true, Brother Yun sees every embarrassment." He turned his head slightly to the side, and his peach blossom eyes swept across Feng Canglan.

"It's really funny."

"How can you be joking." She moved closer and took a closer look at Zong Zhengjin, "Perhaps, I am the one sent by heaven to save you from fire and water."

Her half-joking tone made Zong Zhengjin look deeper and deeper.

The two looked at each other, Zong Zhengjin immediately looked away, a layer of pink appeared on the earlobe where Feng Canglan couldn't notice.

Sensing Zong Zhengjin's unnaturalness, Feng Canglan stopped and changed the topic, "Do you know who sent that assassin just now?"

It's really strange.

Zong Zhengjin, an unloved prince, could be humiliated by his ministers, bullied by his slaves, and even attracted killers.

"I don't know." He lowered his head and shook his head, the two strands of hair on his forehead covered half of his face.

His face was pale, and the handsome appearance made Feng Canglan feel distressed even more.

"Are you still uncomfortable?"

He raised his head, the black hair covering his face spread out, and the scar on his forehead was exposed in his sight.

Feng Canglan Qiushui's eyes were dim, and she brushed away the broken hair covering her face with her slender fingers, completely exposing the scar on her forehead to the air.

"What's the matter with your injury?" Her voice was cold, Zong Zhengjin hurriedly lowered her head, covering the scar with two strands of black hair on the corner of her forehead, "It's nothing."

"It's okay, such a big scar."

"Can you pay more attention to your face, what a beautiful face, what will happen if there are scars in the future?"

It's only been a few days, and I was injured again.

Zong Zhengjin was really, either injured or on the way to be injured.

"Look up and let me see." Feng Canglan raised Zong Zhengjin's drooping head, and brushed away the broken hair on his forehead with his fingers.

The scar has scabbed over, but it is still very serious, as if it was hit with something.

"Who did it? It's so serious, you don't even need a doctor to deal with it." The worry in her words was faintly visible.

Zong Zhengjin noticed something, raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him with burning eyes, "It's okay, just a little injury."

"A few days ago, a few corrupt officials were found out, and the emperor was furious and accidentally hit them."

"It's so hateful!" Feng Canglan was furious when he heard that it was the emperor.

"Is this emperor your father, who actually hit his own son so hard?"

"Corrupt officials have nothing to do with you! Why are you taking your anger out on you?" The more Feng Canglan thought about it, the more Feng Canglan felt that Zong Zhengjin was a pitiful little person who was loved by no one.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would take good care of his future little husband.

"Look, how serious the injury is." She brushed the scabbed scar with her fingertips, Zong Zhengjin trembled all over, and tightly grasped the robe with both hands.

With so much force, the neat robes were wrinkled.

"It's...it's okay, just a little injury, just get used to it." His gentle voice is very low, and his pale and sickly appearance makes people can't help but want to protect him.

Feng Canglan panicked, her voice raised, "How can I get used to this!"

"When someone bullies you the first time, there will be a second time, and then there will be countless times."

"Now that you are alone, you can just get used to it. Then what about marrying your wife? Could it be that you want your wife to be bullied and scolded at will like you?"

"Then, if you don't marry a wife, you won't be in trouble." Zong Zhengjin said something that made Feng Canglan freeze on the spot.

Dazed for a moment, she looked like she hated iron but steel, "You just didn't marry because you were afraid that you would be bullied just like you did?"

"I'm not married anymore, what about your marriage contract with my sister?"

Zong Zhengjin raised his eyebrows, Tao Hua's eyes were serious, "Since we've come to this point."

"Brother Yun, let's dismiss this matter."

"You..." Feng Canglan was so angry that she finally met an ideal type of man, how could she let it go like this, "Just because of this trivial matter, you are going to call off my sister's engagement?"

"No." Zong Zhengjin slowly avoided Feng Canglan's gaze, "It's not because of this."

"It's because I already have someone I like."

(End of this chapter)