The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1385 More than half a month...almost

The emptiness of the surroundings was in stark contrast to the voices in his ears, Feng Canglan's heart was empty.

It's like the heart is in one piece.

In the past, no matter what he did, Zong Zhengyu would remind him, be gentle, doting, or helpless.

Now, with no one around me, it feels like the whole world is quiet.

The more she thought about it, the tears in Feng Canglan's eyes grew heavier, and she couldn't help calling out, "Yuyu..."

She murmured in a low voice to attract An Ran who had just entered.

Standing behind the man's curtain, seeing Feng Canglan's eyes filled with tears just now, who forced himself to do nothing, An Ran only felt a throbbing pain in her heart.

I want to comfort him, but I don't know how to comfort him.

I wanted to go out, but I didn't know what to do after I went out, so I could only stand quietly and watch.

At the same time, an idea came up in my heart that I must pay special attention to it during this time.

My sister is very prone to accidents in this state.

The silent tears turned into soft sobs.

An Ran's whole heart felt like a knife was being twisted, her eyes were full of sorrow, and she subconsciously raised her hand to make the bead chain shake slightly.

Feng Canglan raised her tearful eyes and smiled, "Didn't I tell you to go back and rest?"

An Ran opened her mouth, but she didn't say any comforting words, she nodded silently, turned around and walked inside.

"and many more."

Feng Canglan suddenly made a sound, An Ran stopped walking and hurriedly turned around, only to hear a voice from behind, "How long has it been since Zong Zhengyu died?"

An Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't expect Feng Canglan to ask this.Surprised for a moment, he said truthfully, "It's been more than half a month."

"More than half a month..." Feng Canglan murmured, as if talking to An Ran and talking to himself.

For a moment, she suddenly opened her eyelids, and the moist eyes changed silently.

There is no sorrow and sadness at the beginning, only silence and firmness.

"almost."

Feng Canglan's nonsensical words made An Ran confused, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, you can rest."

"Sister... don't scare me, what's going on?" An Ran became anxious for a moment, and ran out to hold Feng Canglan, "Sister, don't do anything stupid."

Seeing An Ran's anxious look, Feng Canglan chuckled, bent his index finger and lightly touched his head, helplessly and funny, "What is your little head thinking all day long?"

"Don't worry, I won't be overwhelmed with your sister, let alone commit suicide."

The matter between her and Yu Yu has only just begun, and there will be a long time to come, so how can she not think about it.

Seeing Feng Canglan's serious appearance, An Ran was still a little worried, and asked again, "Really?"

"It's true." She pushed An Ran in to rest, "It's more real than real money, you should hurry up and rest."

An Ran was dubious, "Well, sister, you must tell me if you have anything, don't be bored by yourself."

"Row."

Feng Canglan nodded repeatedly, and finally coaxed An Ran in, laughing softly.

Turning around and coming to the dressing table, looking at the tilted head in the bronze mirror and frowning, he looked very puzzled, "Do I look like I can do stupid things?"

"take things too hard?"

She curled her lips and smiled, her Qiushui eyes fixed on her reflection in the bronze mirror, the pupils gradually darkened.

More than half a month, indeed almost.

The law of heaven has already acquiesced to the demon god Shenyun, and the upsurge of discussion is now more than half past, which is the best time.

If you don't do anything now, when will you wait!

The time has come.

Feng Canglan backed away, and a controlled smile appeared on Qingyi's cold face.

Reshape Zong Zhengyu's Yuanshen, and hide it from the laws of heaven.

Change your identity and reproduce the Three Realms!
(End of this chapter)