The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 186 Lan'er, You Are Hallucinating

Just when everyone was discussing fiercely, a biting cold voice sounded.

The people who were arguing were silent for a moment, and the Royal Garden, which was still lively just now, was silent for a moment, and a needle could be heard on the ground.

The ministers have been in the court for many years, and they immediately noticed the hostility exuded by Zong Zhengyu. They hurriedly greeted their family members and apologized one after another.

"The regent forgives the crime, but the wife offends the concubine foolishly, the old minister takes her back and disciplines her well."

One person's voice sounded, and other voices followed one after another.

Zong Zhengyu glanced coldly, got up and left the pavilion.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly taught their female relatives a lesson, warning them not to speak nonsense.

But at this time, the protagonist under discussion ran to a no-man's land.

Feng Canglan covered her face with her hands and wished she could immediately find a hole in the ground and go in, "It's a shame!"

"Damn! I've never been so ashamed before!"

"Mad!"

She vented to the flowers and plants beside the flower garden, only to realize that she didn't know where she ran.

Looking up, there are dense bamboo forests all around, and there is only one path.

Feng Canglan stopped his curiosity and prepared to go back the same way, but just as he was about to leave, he heard a melodious and simple sound of Guqin in the depths of the bamboo forest.

The sound of the piano seems to be able to soothe the irritability of the world, calm the mind, and feel a sense of healing.

Feng Canglan, who originally planned to leave, was aroused by curiosity, and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

Passing through the long bamboo forest path, Feng Canglan was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It is really hard to imagine that there is such a paradise in the palace.

At a glance, it was all white.

It was like falling snow, covering the surroundings with silvery white.

Wrapped in silver, it seems to have entered a whole new world.

The bamboo forest is like a door, through which there is another world.

The snow-white petals blown by the autumn wind flutter in the air, like thousands of white butterflies dancing on the snow.

Feng Canglan walked forward slowly, and there were snow-white silver bars hanging on the trees, which were extraordinarily beautiful, it was like a fairyland on earth.

As he approached to write, he was even more surprised when he saw Feng Canglan clearly.

Now is the golden autumn season, and the pear blossoms are still blooming so well.

It is not affected by the season at all.

"Den-"

A guqin sound swept over, forming a sound of waves with countless petals.

Feng Canglan's expression froze, and he stepped on the pear tree and jumped into the air to avoid Langyin.

"Who dares to trespass in the snow garden?"

An ethereal voice came from all directions, and it was impossible to tell the direction of the owner of the voice.

Feng Canglan looked around, the tips of his ears twitched and he suddenly turned around.

I saw a touch of white flying over, carrying countless petals.

The moment it landed, the petals floated in the air, and finally fell slowly.

Feng Canglan's eyes focused on the man who was integrated with Xue Yuan.

He was dressed in white, with silver hair hanging down his shoulders and back.

Even though a white silk covers his eyes, it doesn't affect his beauty.

It's like a fairy from beyond the sky, descending to the mortal world.

The whole person has an extraordinary and refined temperament, as if he is a snow lotus on a snow mountain, born to be looked up to.

Feng Canglan was dazed and dazed, Qiu Shui's eyes were full of amazement.

The surface is very calm, but the heart is already screaming again and again!
Who is this guy! In 3 minutes she wanted all the information about this man!

Mama!He saw the otherworldly immortal living in seclusion in the mountains!

The eyes of the two collided, and Feng Canglan's eyes were tightly attached to the person in front of him.

Where did this little fairy boy come from!
"Cough." Feng Canglan coughed lightly on his lips, to relieve the embarrassment, "You are?"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blows the man's white clothes fluttering, and the white silk covering his eyes flutters.

The petals on the ground were blown into the air, surrounding Feng Canglan.

She shades her eyes from the petals swirling around.

When the wind stopped and the flowers fell, Feng Canglan put down his arms.

When I looked up, there was a bamboo forest in front of me, which was exactly where I was just now.

Feng Canglan became vigilant.

what happened!

She just took Mingming in, and there is a pear blossom forest inside, a piece of snow-white.

How did you get here in the blink of an eye?
"Lan'er."

Feng Canglan was at a loss and couldn't figure it out, when a voice sounded from behind.

Looking back, Zong Zhengyu was walking towards him.

She hurried up, "My lord, I just encountered a supernatural event!"

right!It's a supernatural event!

Feng Canglan narrated verbatim from the beginning to the end of the prisoner, and Zong Zhengyu raised his phoenix eyes slightly to look at the bamboo forest.

That look seemed to penetrate the bamboo forest to see the situation behind.

"My lord, do you think it's strange?" She was just inside when a gust of wind appeared here.

"Lan'er, you're hallucinating."

"Behind this bamboo forest is the imperial mausoleum. The reason why you see those things is because the emperors of all dynasties invited the national teachers to spread gossip here."

"Once you step in here, you will hallucinate."

"No, obviously I heard the sound of Guqin, and saw a man with white clothes and white hair, with white silk covering his eyes." Feng Canglan explained.

Zong Zhengyu touched the top of Feng Canglan's head, "It's all an illusion, it's nothing more than a barrier set up to protect the imperial mausoleum."

"Okay, stop thinking about it." He took Feng Canglan's wrist and turned to leave.

Feng Canglan turned around after walking, his eyes full of doubts.

Did you really hallucinate just now?

Otherwise, how could she have gone from inside to outside in the blink of an eye.

"Don't come here in the future, after all, this is the mausoleum of the emperor."

"Okay." Feng Canglan finally believed it.

The two left, and a piece of white pear petals slowly fell.

Brought back to the Imperial Garden by Zong Zhengyu, all the ministers inside were already seated.

Feng Canglan sat down together under Zong Zhengyu's guidance.

On the dragon chair, the emperor held the wine bottle and glanced sideways at Concubine Hui.

Concubine Hui understood and smiled like a delicate flower.

The eyes of the two collided without attracting anyone's attention.

"Your brother and his wife are late, please punish the emperor."

"No problem, sit down." The emperor smiled brightly, as if those unpleasant things had never happened before.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and dancers in dance skirts and ribbons floated in one by one.

Stepping on the street and dancing lightly, she is as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming, which is amazing.

Feng Canglan's mind was full of things about Xueyuan, and he was absent-minded.

That feeling is obviously very real, not like an illusion at all.

"My lord." Feng Canglan started to ask again, just in time the palace maid poured fruit.

She got up too much and accidentally bumped into the maid.

All the fruit wine in that pot was sprinkled on the clothes.

The palace maid knelt on the ground with a "slap", "Princess forgive me! Princess forgive me!"

"What's the matter with you! You can make mistakes in pouring wine!" Concubine Hui stood up abruptly and scolded the maid angrily.

The boudoir ladies and noble ladies around cast their gazes, looking like they were watching a good show.

"Slaves deserve to die! Slaves deserve to die!"

Feng Canglan patted the wet spots on his body, "It's okay, I'll just go and change."

The maid quickly got up and took a few steps back.

Feng Canglan frowned and stood up, a piece of white pear flower petals on her hair, slid forward with the movement of standing up...

(End of this chapter)