The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 175 In this world, you are the only one who dares to use me so blatantly
In the cell, Feng Canglan turned his head fiercely.

I saw Zong Zhengyu standing outside the prison door, his phoenix eyes were cold, as if immersed in a cold pool.

He is tall and tall, wearing a gold-rimmed black robe, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

At this moment, he is staring at this side.

The eyes of the two collided, Feng Canglan Qiushui's eyes sank slightly, and he took advantage of the opportunity to push away Zong Zhengjin who was imprisoning him.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the jailer quietly left the cell.

Only the three of them looked at each other, and there was a moment of silence.

Zong Zhengyu's eagle-like sharp eyes glanced over Feng Canglan and landed on Zong Zhengjin.

"Wangfei seems to be doing well during her time in prison." His voice was low and cold, and his eyes focused on the food box on the ground.The hand holding the food box tightened suddenly, and the knuckles turned white.

A chilly air swept through the cell.

Feng Canglan's beautiful eyes flowed, and a trace of emotion flashed in them.

Raising his eyebrows again, he ran out of the cell with cheerful small steps.

Those bright and charming autumn eyes were full of tears. She pinched Zong Zhengyu's wide cuffs, pursed her lips and cried pitifully, "Husband, why did you come here?"

"This prison is dark and damp, and there are mice. Lan'er doesn't want to stay here any longer."

"When will Lan'er go back?"

The soft voice was full of tears, which broke my heart.

At this time, even if she wanted the stars in the sky, someone would be willing to pick them off.

Immediately, the cold air in the prison weakened, and Zong Zhengyu's lingering cold aura also weakened a lot.

Looking sideways at Feng Canglan who was tugging on his cuff, his eyes were full of tears. His phoenix eyes were deep.

Zong Zhengjin in the cell clenched his hands under the cuffs into fists when he saw this scene.

There was an irreparable crack in the gentle and elegant mask.

"Husband~" Feng Canglan shook his cuffs, the soft voice made people's heart melt.

Zong Zhengyu's dark eyes dimmed a bit.

Sensing the scorching gaze from inside the prison, he stopped the hand twirling the prayer beads, hooked Feng Canglan's slender waist and pressed it against his body, bowed his head and kissed her.

The unexpected kiss made Feng Canglan's body slightly stiff.

After a while, she returned to normal, her lotus arms wrapped around Zong Zhengyu's delicate waist, and she tiptoed to meet him.

The two kissed passionately, completely ignoring Zong Zhengjin, who was beside him with a gloomy face, who was on the verge of breaking out.

Zong Zhengyu changed his posture with Feng Canglan in his arms, looking at Zong Zhengjin from the corner of his eye, the provocation in Ruifeng's eyes was quite obvious.

Zong Zhengjin clenched his hands, and Tao Hua's eyes were full of hostility.

Noticing this, Zong Zhengyu's thin lips curled up slightly, evoking a mocking smile.

"Husband~" Feng Canglan pushed Zong Zhengyu's chest, panting softly.

Zong Zhengyu was reluctant to let go of his waist, and his deep voice was a little hoarse, "I brought you your favorite roast duck and steamed fish."

"Really." Feng Canglan's beautiful eyes sparkled, and he took the food box with a look of great joy, opened the food box and a scent came out, "It's so delicious."

"Thank you husband."

After speaking, Feng Canglan uncovered and ate.

Zong Zhengyu then looked at Zong Zhengjin who had been neglected for a long time, "Rong Jin is here too? Was he ordered by the emperor to investigate?"

"Uncle Seventh Emperor."

Zong Zhengjin had already returned to his usual gentle, courteous appearance, and saluted Zong Zhengyu respectfully.

It was as if the incident that was just a drop in the ocean hadn't happened, and the two of them hadn't broken their faces yet.

"Father didn't send me here, but myself." When speaking, he looked at Feng Canglan who was eating, "I want to see Lanlan."

Zong Zhengyu's still kind expression was instantly cold, looking at Zong Zhengjin's phoenix pupils with a cold light.

"Rong Jin, do you now feel that you have the ability to snatch Cang Lan from this king?"

"The emperor hasn't established a crown prince yet, and now that he values ​​you doesn't mean he can't be replaced." His two light words had a strong implication.

Although Zong Zhengjin was the crown prince cultivated by the emperor with all his heart, but now his wings are not yet full-fledged, and he can't fight against Zong Zhengyu at all.

What's more, there is an emperor above him.

Even though the emperor favors Zong Zhengjin, in order to prevent him from being targeted, he has been neglected and alienated since he was a child, but if Zong Zhengjin is persistent in Feng Canglan.

It is not an honorable thing for a nephew to miss his aunt.

Once the matter spreads, let alone the prince, even the emperor has to consider it carefully.

Zong Zhengjin was not stupid, but also very smart, so he naturally understood the danger and warning meaning in Zong Zhengyu's words.

He still doesn't have the ability to snatch Feng Canglan back regardless of everything.

"Uncle Seventh Emperor, Rong Jin has to take leave beforehand." Zong Zhengjin could only leave first.

As soon as he stepped out of the cell, Zong Zhengyu's cold voice sounded, "And your Seventh Emperor Aunt."

Zong Zhengjin paused in leaving, the veins in his hands under his cuffs were bulging, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Aunt Seventh Emperor, Rong Jin will leave."

After finishing speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

Zong Zhengyu's blocking voice sounded again, "Take your things away, too."

Zong Zhengjin returned to the prison, put the food in the food box, and left with it.

Feng Canglan, who was burying her head in her food, had a slight smile in her Qiushui eyes, Zong Zhengyu was really easy to use.

Just as he was thinking in his heart, his chin was suddenly pinched and lifted up.

She stared blankly at Zong Zhengyu, Qiu Shui's eyes were full of innocence and ignorance, and her red lips were stained with residue.

Zong Zhengyu brushed his thumb lightly, and leaned closer to peck Feng Canglan Sakura Fen's lips.

"In this world, you are the only one who dares to use this king so blatantly."

Feng Canglan's pupils shrank slightly, and the hands holding the bowl stiffened for a moment.

Zong Zhengyu saw all this?Sure enough, it's an old fox, how wise he is like a demon.

Zong Zhengjin was indeed annoying, she had said it countless times and still came to pester her.

It just so happened that Zong Zhengyu came, just enough to make him give up.

I didn't expect Zong Zhengyu to see her intentions, but the result was not bad.

As far as what Zong Zhengyu said just now, Zong Zhengjin will not come to harass him again in the short term.

Ah, I suddenly feel like a heartless scumbag.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly, "Where is the prince talking?"

"We are in the same camp, so we should help each other." She pushed Zong Zhengyu's hand pinching his chin away.

Zong Zhengyu twirled lightly for a few times, and continued to twirl the beads, "There is something to do with the husband, nothing to do with the prince, the princess is really ruthless."

Feng Canglan didn't respond and continued to eat.

Zong Zhengyu had a conscience, knowing that the food in the cell was not good, so he brought her favorite roast duck.

After one operation, the food box was empty.

After watching the whole process, Zong Zhengyu ticked off the corner of his mouth indistinctly.

Feng Canglan raised his hand to wipe his mouth with his cuff, and turned his head to meet Zong Zhengyu's eyes.

She walked straight over, grabbed Zong Zhengyu's skirt and groped around his chest.

Zong Zhengyu raised his hands to make Feng Canglan more convenient.

"Lan'er, it's so inconvenient here, it would be bad if someone sees it."

"We'll talk about it when we get back home."

Zong Zhengyu's tone was flirtatious, and the meaning in his words was too obvious.

Feng Canglan glanced at it, and finally took out a white handkerchief from his cuff, and wiped his shiny mouth.

"My lord's taste is quite heavy, comparable to King Xiao's."

(End of this chapter)