The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1777 My sister likes me the most

Feng Anran suddenly covered her neck to cover the protruding Adam's apple, and turned around.

Feng Canglan, who was bathed in the sun, looked sideways, and saw An Ran with her back turned to her.

"What's wrong?" Feng Canglan stretched out his hand to pat An Ran's shoulder, his face was pale, and he tried his best to suppress the trembling by covering his neck, "Sister, I still have something to do, so I'll send you here."

In just one sentence, it disappeared without a trace.

He didn't wait for Feng Canglan's reply at all.

Feng Canglan slowly withdrew his hand that was frozen in mid-air, smiled lightly and shook his head, "He also said that when he grows up, he is still as reckless and rash as he was when he was a child."

She went straight to the palace, and the disappeared Feng Anran appeared in the bedroom.

His bony fingers touched the protruding Adam's apple, his face was as white as paper.

He quickly sat down and meditated, stabilizing his chaotic heartbeat.

Once, twice, three times.

It didn't recover as before, and the Adam's apple is still there.

He quickly ran to the bronze mirror and watched the big change in his face with sword-browed and star-eyed eyes.

"Change back!"

"Change back for me!"

It is not like the same soft waxy sweetness, which belongs to the depression of men.

With his hands on the table, his veins bulged, and he growled, "Change back for me!"

The broad figure in the bronze mirror gradually retracted, and his Adam's apple gradually disappeared.

The well-articulated hands have also become slender fingers.

Seeing the change, a smile appeared on Feng Anran's pale face.

"It's changed back."

She clasped her hands on her chest, and the joy was beyond words.

Onion fingers lightly brushed her face, "It's good to change back."

"If I change back, I will always be my sister's closest sister."

The pallor on her face faded, and she curled her lips in front of the bronze mirror, her innocent look again.

"My sister likes me the most."

The snow that had been falling for a long time finally stopped, and the warm sun shone on the snow, giving people a warm feeling.

Feng Canglan stopped outside the palace, standing in the snow.

The sun shines on her back, giving it a soft light.

Qing Jue's face lost the relaxed smile he had just faced with Feng Anran, and returned to that indifferent and preoccupied look.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the palace, and before he could touch it, he saw that there was still snow falling on the black hair that had not been patted off.

She pinched the strand of blue silk and patted the fine snow off it leisurely.

Only then did the palace door open.

With a "creaking" sound, the door of the temple opened and a burst of heavy snow "swiped" down.

Across a courtyard, the two figures at the entrance of the hall and the entrance of the main hall looked at each other from a distance.

"Lan'er, you are back."

Zong Zhengyu walked away quickly, and stopped when he reached Feng Canglan's side, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"I was delayed by something in the middle, so I came back a little late."

"Okay." He stretched out his hand to hold Feng Canglan and walked into the house, "You left too hastily, so you didn't say anything else."

"I grounded Jun Shiyu in the room first."

When the two entered the door, Feng Canglan saw that they were locked in the inner room of the hall by the formation barrier.

Yun Ya was dressed in plain white, she raised her head slightly when she heard the voice, and glanced at Feng Canglan with silver eyelashes covering her lavender pupils.

"What's next?"

Zong Zhengyu added, "When will you start to activate the Subduing Demon Pestle?"

Hearing the voice next to her ear, Feng Canglan glanced sideways, then quickly looked back at Yunya.

Her back stopped, her hands stood up again, and her eyes were cold, "Yunya, I saw in your memory that you sacrificed blood to the common people and sealed the demon pestle."

"Do you have any objection?"

Her eyes are bright.

Yun Ya, who was hanging her head in the barrier, paused for a moment, and then said out after a long silence, "I..."

(End of this chapter)