The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 168 Eunuch Chen, Are You Murdering My Concubine?

A sense of suffocation hit, Feng Canglan's cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Counting the strength, she was about to hold her breath and fall to the ground.

Too light looks too fake, too heavy in case something happens.

three.

Feng Canglan said silently in his heart.

two.

One.

"brush!"

Just when Feng Canglan was about to fall to the ground and pretend to be dead, the tight white silk around her neck suddenly loosened.

She opened her eyes suddenly, only to see the eunuch's face was ferocious, and his facial features were distorted by fright.

Seeing his appearance, Feng Canglan frowned, and found that he was staring behind her in horror.

She turned her head to look, and just as she made a move, a icy and cold voice sounded from behind, "Eunuch Chen, you are murdering this king's concubine."

The sudden thought of the voice made Feng Canglan's whole body stiff, as if petrified.

The half-turned head suddenly didn't dare to look over.

Eunuch Chen is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves, he quickly adjusted his state, knelt on the ground with a "plop", "Regent!"

Hearing these three words, Feng Canglan turned her head to look as if relieved.

Zong Zhengyu, who had closed his eyes, opened them, and there was a bloodthirsty glint in those Ruifeng eyes.

The house was swept by a gloomy atmosphere.

Feng Canglan opened his mouth a little dumb, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The eyes of the guards outside the door were all bright, and the regent who had passed away unexpectedly came back to life.

The happiest thing is them.

And Eunuch Chen knelt on the ground, sweating profusely all over his body.

"The emperor is afraid that the prince will be alone, so he specially ordered this old slave to send the princess on the road to accompany the prince."

"Accompany me?"

"Chen Defu!" Zong Zhengyu sat up calmly, landed on the ground with one foot, and stood up amidst everyone's dumbfounded.

Chen Defu's pupils dilated when he saw this scene, his face was full of astonishment.

Looking at the approaching Prince Regent, he was sweating profusely.

Stopping in front of Chen Defu, Zong Zhengyu looked down condescendingly, his tone was as cold as ice, "Are you cursing me?"

"No!" Chen Defu prostrated himself on the ground, trembling like a sieve, "Even if I give this old slave a thousand, ten thousand courage, this old slave would not dare to curse the lord."

Chen Defu lay on the ground, too scared to raise his head, trembling all over.

Zong Zhengyu glanced away, and finally stayed on Feng Canglan's neck.

Looking at the circle of red strangle marks, Zong Zhengyu touched it lightly with his fingertips.

Feng Canglan only felt a burst of icy cold stimulating the nerves of his brain.

Zong Zhengyu...isn't he dead?

Why... suddenly revived again, and not as weak as before.

"Does it hurt?" His tone that could still freeze to death just now was suddenly gentle.

The contrast was too big, which made Chen Defu tremble.

Feng Canglan's heart trembled, "No, it doesn't hurt..."

"Okay." Zong Zhengyu smiled, took out the white handkerchief from Feng Canglan's cuff, folded it a few times and tied it on her head, covering her eyes.

"Recite my name ten times silently in my heart." His magnetic voice sounded, and Feng Canglan's brows that were covered were frowned.

I was about to ask what I was doing.

It felt like Zong Zhengyu had left, and he reached out to pick up the handkerchief that blocked his sight.

A horrific cry sounded in my ears, "Ah!"

"what--"

There was a scream of insufficient back tune, which made people's scalp tingle.

Feng Canglan's movements to take off the handkerchief also came to an abrupt end.

"Send people to the gate of the palace."

Zong Zhenglin's magnetic and mellow voice sounded, Feng Canglan endured it, and finally pulled down the handkerchief covering his eyes.

Recovering sight, seeing the moment in front of her, Feng Canglan's pupils shrank.

Zong Zhengyu, who was wiping his hands, noticed Feng Canglan, and he teleported to cover Feng Canglan's eyes with his generous palms.

"Don't look."

A magnetic hoarse voice sounded in her ears, and she could vaguely feel Zong Zhengyu's breath.

The covered eyes blinked, and the slender eyelashes scratched Zong Zhengyu's palm, and there was an itch.

It even provoked a calm state of mind like water, causing ripples.

It took a long time before Zong Zhengyu put down his covering hand.

The scene that was very bloody just now has been cleaned up.

Although the incense was burned, the smell of blood in the air still could not be concealed.

The strong smell of blood mixed with incense made it even more uncomfortable.

Feng Canglan ran out quickly, and stopped only when there was no smell.

Zong Zhengyu's dark pupils seemed to be thick ink that could not be melted, and he returned to normal in a moment and followed him out.

As soon as they stepped out of the door, the sun jumped out, and the first ray of sunlight shone on the two of them.

"Your body..." As he said, Feng Canglan stretched out his hand to hold Zong Zhengyu's hand, and pressed his fingertips on his pulse.

Weird, really weird.

Zong Zhengyu's pulse was gone before, why did he miraculously come back to life again?

So weird.

This pulse is the same as the pulse that was not infected with Suiyinhua at the beginning.

Seeing Feng Canglan's solemn face, Zong Zhengyu pulled back the hand that felt the pulse, "I've been to hell, and I finally chose to come back."

He held Feng Canglan's hand tightly, "Because I don't want to let you be buried with me."

Feng Canglan suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the two of them looked at each other, one up and one down.

The soft morning sun hit the sides of the two of them, giving them a warm halo.

Beautiful and dreamy.

Ban Shun, Feng Canglan looked away calmly.

It is said that after a certain period of time after death, the consciousness is still awake.

So, did Zong Zhengyu hear that the emperor woke her up after being buried with her?

The news of Zong Zhengyu's resurrection spread across the streets at an explosive speed.

In the early morning, it was reported that Zong Zhengyu had passed away, and in the early morning it was rumored that he had been resurrected.

The resurrection from the dead is too unreal, it is simply explosive news.

Before an hour came, the entire imperial city was swept away.

Not only resurrected, but also more ruthless.

In the early court, a minister of the previous court entered the palace before dawn.

The carriage stopped outside the palace gate, and when he walked to the palace gate, he found this wet thing dripping on his forehead.

With a sticky touch on his hand, he summoned his attendants to take a picture with a lantern.

The minister fainted from fright.

There was a dead body hanging at the gate of the palace, bloody and bloody, the whole skin was gone, bloody and scary.

There were more and more people in the subsequent morning court, and they gathered to watch.

The sharp-eyed one found that the clothes on the corpse were very familiar, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the famous man in front of the emperor, Eunuch Chen.

Suddenly, heated discussions erupted around.

It was known from word of mouth that the regent passed away in the early hours of last night, and the emperor sent Eunuch Chen to make paper.I want Feng Canglan to be buried with him.

As a result, Eunuch Chen carried out Bai Ling's hanging and the regent was resurrected.

This Eunuch Chen was plucked by the regent, his hands were broken, and he hung at the gate of the palace.

There was a lot of trouble at the gate of the palace, and the emperor also learned about it from the spies.

When I came to the palace gate, I saw the old face of the corpse hanging above, and the blood faded away.

On this day, the emperor waved his hand away from the early court.

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Imperial study room

There was a sound of breaking, and the emperor was furious, "Zong Zhengyu is so courageous!"

"He is openly provoking me!"

"He slapped me in the face in front of the world!"

There was a dead silence in the hall, and the newly transferred little maid couldn't bear the pressure, her legs gave way and she fell down.

The emperor turned around in an instant, "Pull down the stick and die!"

(End of this chapter)