The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 190 So What If You Disregard Human Relations?
After a while, he returned to normal and folded the letter paper unhurriedly.

"This is what my master told me."

"I don't know which unlucky ghost broke into the Liyuan and saw my master's real body."

"The king knows." Zong Zhengyu turned back after leaving these words.

The man only felt that Zong Zhengyu was a little weird, but he didn't think much about it.Looking at the back of leaving, he reminded, "Remember to solve it earlier, it is not convenient for me to make a move, so I will leave it to you."

Zong Zhengyu's back was slightly stiff when he walked, and he paused for a moment and went straight back to the bedroom.

"crunch-"

The dull sound of closing the door sounded, and Zong Zhengyu returned to the bed, watching the sleeping Feng Canglan smacking the cherry blossom pink lips and couldn't help but chuckle.

Suddenly, the letter came to mind.

His sword eyebrows sank, Ruifeng's eyes were gloomy and gloomy.

Going back to the table, he spread out the letter paper, and the word 'kill' flying around on it was extraordinarily clear under the candlelight.

After a while, the letter with the words "killing" turned into ashes, and he returned to the bed.

"You're really going to cause me trouble." He stroked Feng Canglan's hair and lay down on his side.

On the fifteenth day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, thin clouds cover the moon, but it still can't stop its light.

Second day

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the maids and eunuchs outside were all in danger.

Last night, the emperor issued a decree to reward those families who died in the Imperial Forest Army.

It is said that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, assassins ran rampant, and the Imperial Forest Army escorted him to death, so he was specially granted the title.

In this way, those families stopped talking and did not dare to speak.

What happened yesterday, only the emperor, King Jin followed Feng Canglan Zong Zhengyu.

At dawn, the emperor let everyone out of the palace.

Feng Canglan and Zong Zhengyu also left the palace.

She sneezed as soon as she got in the carriage back home, she rubbed her small and delicate nose, "Who is mentioning me again."

"I'm afraid it's the wind and cold." Zong Zhengyu put the outer robe on Feng Canglan's body, and she pulled the skirt of the skirt politely before getting into the carriage.

palace, palace

The cold wind howled, and the entire hall was filled with a cold air.

Zong Zhengjin sat on the grand master's chair, looking at the letter presented by his subordinates.

His bony hands squeezed the letter paper tightly, and the letter was crumpled due to excessive force.

"Snapped!"

There was a sound, and Zong Zhengjin turned the letter paper upside down on the table with a palm.

"Did something go wrong?" Zong Zhengjin let go of her elegance and gentleness, a glint of coldness flashed in Taohua's eyes.

The man standing opposite replied respectfully, "Master, our news will not be wrong."

"It is His Highness who was harmed by Feng Canglan."

Zong Zhengjin clenched his hands tightly and his knuckles turned white, unwilling to believe this fact.

The man raised his head slightly, seeing Zong Zhengjin's pale face, and said on his own, "Your Highness, why don't you get rid of Feng Canglan?"

Before he could finish his sentence, his body was suddenly thrown ten feet away.

He got up quickly, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the opposite side with a puzzled face.

Zong Zhengjin, who was sitting on the teacher's chair, suddenly stood up and walked over slowly.

He didn't stop until he reached the man's side, and looked down at the man sitting on the ground from a height.

The man opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, his face felt a burning pain.

A red palm print immediately appeared on his face, and the blood flowed even more from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head and looked at Zong Zhengjin with disbelief in his pupils, "Your Highness..."

"Feng Canglan is not someone you can move if you want."

"Yun Sang, give me peace of mind." His icy voice was filled with chill.

Yun Sang's heart sank when he heard the extremely cold words, "My lord, you..."

He instantly understood something, Zong Zhengjin didn't like that maid at all, but Princess Regent Feng Canglan!
How does this work!
"Feng Canglan is the regent princess, not to mention that we have not succeeded yet, even if His Highness takes that position! It is doomed to miss!"

"She is your Seventh Emperor Aunt, she has no regard for human relations! She will be cast aside and insulted by the world!" Yun Sang urged urgently.

Zong Zhengjin, who was not kind at first, looked even more ugly, with a gloomy look in Taohua's eyes, "So what if you don't care about human relations?"

"This king is sitting in that position, who in the world would dare to spurn and insult him?"

Zong Zhengjin's words made Yun Sang's breath stagnate, he never expected that he would be so deep in the mud.

"Your Highness says this now, but it may not be true in the future."

"Your Highness, you will definitely regret it in the future!"

"Regret?" Zong Zhengjin chuckled softly, "There is no such thing as regret in this king's world."

When Yun Sang tried to persuade him again, Zong Zhengjin cast a gloomy look over him, "Get lost!"

Knowing Zong Zhengjin's temper well, Yun Sang swallowed the words in his throat, slowly got up from the ground and left.

The moment she stepped out of the palace gate, she stopped and looked back, with a confident smile on her face, "Your Highness will definitely regret what you said today."

After leaving these words, Yun Sang left straight away.

King Jin glanced at the back of the gradually moving away outside the hall, returned to the chair of the Grand Master, and his whole body merged into the darkness.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the dead leaves are falling.

After returning to Prince Regent's Mansion, Feng Canglan went straight back to a drop in the ocean.

Zong Zhengyu followed closely behind.

Halfway through the walk, Feng Canglan realized that Zong Zhengyu was still following, she stopped and turned her head, "Is there something wrong with your lord?"

There was a flash of darkness in Zongzheng Yuruifeng's eyes, and just as he was about to say something, Feng Canglan's voice sounded first, "It's okay, I'll go first."

After leaving these words, Feng Canglan continued to walk forward without even a moment's pause.

Zong Zhengyu clenched his hands and left in the opposite direction.

After returning to a drop in the ocean, Feng Canglan went to see Hui Yu first, and returned to the bedroom after confirming that his condition was stable.

He came out after a while, wearing a dark green robe and a jade crown, holding a folding fan painted with black bamboo in his hand and shaking it lightly.

Suave and suave, Yushu faces the wind.

He looked like a young man with red lips and white teeth, male and female indistinguishable.

With the token in hand, the journey is unimpeded.

It's time to find out about Liujunge's affairs.

She's not good at anything else, but she has the best memory.

I love revenge!
When he arrived at the door, he saw the plaque above his head shaking his hand half a beat slower.

This Liujun Pavilion is not easy.

After the death of a prince, it can still operate normally.

"Young master, please~"

As soon as Feng Canglan stopped, a brightly dressed woman held him by the arm, "My lord, you are so face-to-face, this is the first time you come back, let's stay in the Jun Pavilion?"

"Please come inside quickly."

Feng Canglan was dragged to the Liujun Pavilion, where the singing and dancing was not at all dead like a prince should be.

She found a place where she could observe the entire Liujun Pavilion, focusing on the place where she landed before.

The guests gathered there, leaving only one passage.

Therefore, the table can only be moved from the aisle. Under normal circumstances, a person who retreats from the table will definitely be found.

But at that time, she and Xiao Wang fell at the same time, which attracted everyone's attention.

If at this time, someone moved the table to the center with internal force, it would indeed not be discovered.

Her gaze followed that road, and finally stopped at a two-story flower building.

"Who lives there?"

(End of this chapter)