The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1477 Come and Sit When You Are Tired of Standing

"Didn't you come with me?"

"No." Feng Canglan shook her head with a smile, "She was quite shocked by that incident, I asked her to cultivate herself in the palace."

Speaking of this, Yan Xiang's brows and eyes sank again, and her voice was crying with a bit of self-blame, "It's all my fault."

"If I hadn't been bewitched to call An Ran here, if I hadn't listened to that man, I wouldn't have..."

"I'm sorry for An Ran, and I'm sorry for my sister."

"My brother did it all by himself, and I still blame it on my sister."

The more she talked, the more sad she cried, with tears streaming down her face and choking.

Looking at the crying man in front of him, Feng Canglan sighed, "Concern leads to chaos, which gives the thief a chance to take advantage of it."

"In the future, you must not listen to others at will."

"Yes." Yan Xiang sobbed softly, wiping the tears on his face, "Yan Xiang remembers my sister's teachings."

"Let's go."

Moyu has no intention of taking blood, so he can only shelve this matter first, and see if there is any other way.

Right now, Feng Canglan's eyes are on Yan Xiang, and he will take blood after his birth son recovers.

Get what you can get first, and find a solution later when it is troublesome.

During this time, Feng Canglan stayed in Qingqiu, chatting with Yan Xiang during the day and returning to the palace at night.

Although they are under the same roof as Ji Ye, but because they leave early and return late, perhaps there is a reason to avoid it deliberately, the two of them can get along for an extreme amount of time.

Obviously two people are in the same palace, but to Feng Canglan, it seems like one person.

He accompanied Yan Xiang back in the night again.

The huge palace was silent without a single sound, and it didn't seem like there was a single person at all.

Feng Canglan went straight back to the bed contrary to usual, this time he sat down at the table and there was no more sound.

But for a moment, a blue brocade robe next to the side hall moved slightly, revealing the figure behind the corner.

The two are only separated by one room, a sleeping hall and a side hall.

The night was quiet, without any sound.

Ji Ye stood at the corner, listening to the voice behind him, he was very serious under the silence, as if there was a voice behind him.

After that time, Lan'er deliberately distanced herself.

Apologizing is useless, all he can do is apologize.

Now I don't even have the qualifications to save.

Ji Ye clenched her hands slightly, and her slender eyelashes covered the strong light in her eyes.

It is irrepressible, irrepressible paranoia and affection.

"Come and sit down when you're tired from standing."

In the Hall of Silence, Feng Canglan's voice sounded without warning.

Standing at the corner, Ji Ye's back was slightly stiff, and his dark pupils were blurred with ink.

There was no response from inside, Feng Canglan stood up and said calmly, "It's fine if you're not tired."

"I'm tired!" Ji Ye hurried out, his voice full of anxiety.

It seems that if you can't catch up, you will never catch up.

Feng Canglan stopped when she was about to get up, raised her eyes to look at the silent night that broke into her sight, then lowered her eyes for a moment, "Oh."

It's just a word that is neither salty nor bland, and there is nothing else after it.

A happy smile appeared on Ji Ye's face, and he walked quickly.

Lan'er took the initiative to talk to him, which was a good start.

Ji Ye sat beside Feng Canglan, the distance between the two was less than half a foot.

The couple who were close and loving in the past are now in the same room, sitting together but not communicating at all.

Ji Ye secretly looked at her a few times, but she wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak rashly, worried that Feng Canglan would take the initiative to speak, fearing that if she spoke, it would be a bad trend.

Now that he can sit together peacefully, he is already content.

Time passes in silence, the longer you sit, the more unwilling Silent Night is to stop here.

People are always greedy and want more after they get it.

For example, after sitting with Lan'er now, the satisfaction just now dissipated, and he wanted to ask for more but didn't dare to be aggressive.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight."

(End of this chapter)