The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1244

"That's not bad."

That's a big change, hopefully it won't affect anything.

"Now is really the most perfect ending." If it wasn't for Yu Yu's identity as a demon god.

It's really a perfect ending.

"There is no perfect, only better." Zong Zhengyu tugged Feng Canglan's hand, "For example us."

"Correct."

Feng Canglan laughed happily, and threw herself forward, wrapping her arms around Zong Zhengyu's neck.

The past is over, forget the unpleasantness, and look forward to the future.

Looking at the person in his arms, Zong Zhengyu slowly tightened his hands.

"But there is one most important thing right now!"

Zong Zhengyu frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

"Yuyu, you are too thin, you need to mend it." She looked up at Zong Zhengyu, holding her cheek with her neck, "Look, my heart aches for being so thin."

"With me here, within half a month, I will definitely bring you back to the top."

"it is good."

The spring is full of joy, and the grass grows and the warblers fly.

The jacarandas all over the mountains are competing to bloom, as if welcoming the arrival of the hostess.

Since the appearance of Feng Canglan, the bamboo house is no longer cold, and there is warmth and laughter everywhere.

In the unobstructed bamboo house without any decoration, it is decorated with branches of jacarandas, which instantly has the atmosphere of pyrotechnics and family.

Although both of them eat well, but Feng Canglan insists on gaining weight, Zong Zhengyu can only obey.

No matter what Feng Canglan brings, it will be swept away.

In less than half a month, the effect is remarkable.

No longer thin and thin, the baggy clothes I used to wear on my body can also be weighed.

The loneliness and sorrow between the eyebrows disappeared, and there was endless tenderness hidden under the sharpness.

"Yuyu, I want to plant hollyhocks in front of the door!"

"The white pink is very elegant ~ very beautiful!"

"it is good."

Zong Zhengyu found the seeds, and instead of using spells, he went into battle himself, loosening the soil and planting flowers.

But Feng Canglan, who was clamoring to plant flowers, stood beside him, "Over there, go over there, yes yes yes."

"This hollyhock grows up to be a bunch of pink, so beautiful."

Zong Zhengyu listened to Feng Canglan's words, and manually loosened the soil according to her wishes.

Seeing Zong Zhengyu's appearance like this, Feng Canglan held back his laughter. If the group in the upper realm saw this scene, they would probably be terrified.

The majestic demon god actually planted flowers in the loose soil.

Seeing that Zong Zhengyu had finished work, Feng Canglan immediately ran over, acting like a good wife and loving mother, and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat that didn't exist.

"It's hard work Yuyu, the first flower that blooms will definitely be given to you."

"It's not hard." His voice was magnetic, and he stared at the person in front of him whose smile was destroying like Xinghe, "It's worth it if Lan'er likes it."

Feng Canglan paused for wiping his sweat.

The picture of the two of them is very similar to an ordinary couple with a man farming and a woman weaving.

The husband is tired from farming, and the little wife immediately goes to wipe off the sweat.

"like!"

Feng Canglan was straightforward and direct, and quickly helped the person out, "Just wait until the time comes."

"By the way, I haven't seen Liu Cang in so long since I came back."

"I'm thinking about it." Besides Yu Yu, Liu Cang was the one who was most sorry.

His childhood, youth, she was not involved.

"Go and have a look, Liu Cang will be very happy to see you."

"Okay." Feng Canglan responded with a smile.

Zong Zhengyu grabbed her hand, interlocked his fingers, and headed to Lingtian City regardless of the fatigue of loosening the soil just now.

The figures of the two disappeared outside the bamboo house, the surroundings were empty, and two petals fell lightly.

When they reappeared, the two had already arrived in Lingtian City from living in seclusion in the mountains.

It can be clearly felt that this place is more prosperous than it was a thousand years ago.

"beat!"

"I don't even look at myself, but I dare to say bad things about my junior sister and ruin my reputation!"

A piercing voice came, Feng Canglan frowned and looked, and saw a woman in a pink shirt being pushed and bullied by countless people.

With just one glance, Feng Canglan withdrew his gaze.

There are too many things like this in the Three Realms, and it has long been numb.

She and Zong Zhengyu just walked forward, passing by a group of bullying and beating people.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the woman in pink shirt who fell to the ground, Feng Canglan's pupils shrank suddenly——

(End of this chapter)