The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 198 We still have an ace up our sleeves, don't we?
Feng Canglan spat out a mouthful of ginger soup in shock.

Fortunately, by coincidence, more than half of it was vomited on Zong Zhengyu's chest.

She quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it, "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

I don't know if what she said was intentionally referring to what happened last night, or what she just vomited all over.

Seeing the hand rubbing against his chest, Zong Zhengyu squeezed it lightly, "Why, madam, do you want to admit it?"

"Cough!" Feng Canglan coughed violently in fright, and farted!How could she do that kind of thing.

But think about it, what kind of flirtatious words like the beautiful brother really seemed to come from her mouth.

Unable to reply, Feng Canglan could only bury his head in drinking the hangover soup.

This time is a lesson!Bloody lesson!
Never get drunk in the future!

After drinking soup and medicine one night, Feng Canglan gnawed on the empty bowl, not wanting to mention what happened just now.

Zong Zhengyu seemed to know what she was thinking, and took the empty bowl away, "What are you doing eating the bowl?"

"I don't know, I thought the palace didn't give you food and clothing."

Feng Canglan pouted, but finally did not refute.

"Have a good rest."

Seeing Zong Zhengyu going out with the bowl in hand, Feng Canglan breathed a sigh of relief.

Why did Zong Zhengyu suddenly become so gentle?

She sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at herself inside, suddenly she was shocked.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

The image of Zong Zhengyu pinching his neck with gentle whispers before suddenly appeared, and Feng Canglan only felt a chill in the back of his head.

The cold touch was like being entwined by a poisonous snake, engraved in my heart, vividly in my mind.

I don't know how far Linzhu Sanren has treated Zong Zhengyu.

Seeing that winter is coming, once spring begins, she will consider running away before her cure is cured.

Since the death of a group of imperial forest soldiers in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the ministers of the court and central government have settled down a lot, and no one dares to be a monster.

Zong Zhengjin's status rose, and all the ministers knew it.

If you don't understand why at this time, you will be in the court for many years in vain.

They all praised in their hearts that King Jin is amazing.

The emperor seemed to favor Xiao Wang alone, but in fact he pushed Xiao Wang to the forefront.This seemingly despised King Jin is the real protector.

King Jin hid his powers and bided his time for many years, and once he showed his sharpness, he was approaching the position of the crown prince.

From the emperor's maintenance of the palace, it is not difficult to see the importance of King Jin.

During this period of time, King Jin did things neatly and handled them very beautifully.

But in recent days, mistakes have been made frequently. It was revealed that they bought and sold official positions, bent the law for personal gain, and even corrupted the money of Mexican frontier soldiers.

Several old officials had some complaints about King Jin, but most of them still didn't dare to express their opinions.

Accidents happened one after another, and the emperor was also suspicious.

Busy and despondent, King Jin's hostility is increasing day by day, but he still wants to maintain the gentle and jade-like personality.

Only dare to take off the mask when there is no one else, anger is suppressed for a long time and it is easy to erupt.

"Master, there is a problem with our multiple hidden lines." A network has been formed, and such problems generally do not occur.

Yun Sang also guessed the reason, "We should be targeted."

Things are not going well in the court, and they are often suppressed secretly.

Zong Zhengjin squeezed the teacup in his hand, and smiled darkly, "Are you angry now?"

"If the opponent keeps suppressing us, it will be very bad for us." Yun Sang frowned.

They have worked hard for more than ten years, but they must not fall short.

Once an accident occurs, more than ten years of operation will fall short.

"No hurry." Zong Zhengjin said unhurriedly, as if he didn't care about these things.

When Yun Sang saw Zong Zhengjin not paying much attention, the expression in his eyes flickered.

"We still have an ace up our sleeves, don't we?"

Zong Zhengjin looked sideways and smiled, as if the ice and snow had just melted.

Looking at this smile, Yun Sang felt a chill creeping up from her heart, and she didn't know whether it was a good idea or a bad idea when she came up with it.

"There is one thing..." Yun Sang thought again and again, "Aside from the regent, there is an unknown force targeting us."

"The subordinates ordered people to investigate, but they couldn't find any clues." None of their people could find any clues, which shows that there is a huge force behind them.

Originally, the Prince Regent's side had already been battered, but now he was under attack from both sides, and it was difficult to escape.

Zong Zhengjin raised his eyebrows suddenly, his peach blossom eyes as bright as stars were filled with gloom, "As long as you have done it, there will be no traces."

His voice was ice-cold, as if the jade was struck without any emotion.

Although everything was normal on the surface, but Yun Sang had been by his side for many years, and he could tell that Zong Zhengjin was angry.

"Subordinate, continue to be traced."

After leaving these words, Yun Sang stepped back and left.

The door of the hall opened, and a ray of sunlight shot into the hall, which just shone on Zong Zhengjin's gentle face like jade.

Slowly, the hall door closed, the ray of sunlight disappeared, and the hall returned to darkness.

Zong Zhengjin hid in the darkness again, and the last Ban Shun where the sun disappeared, illuminated the fleeting shadow of prey under his gentle and elegant surface.

During this period of time, Zong Zhengjin was too busy getting away from the front and back attacks, so naturally he had no chance to harass Feng Canglan again.

And Feng Canglan felt something was wrong after making up for Zong Zhengyu's birthday.

The sharpness between Zong Zhengyu's brows was gone, but there was always a little gentleness.

It would be fine if it was like this, but Feng Canglan knew Zong Zhengyu's nature.

Every time they meet, Feng Canglan feels that Zong Zhengyu is going to kill herself.

A devil smiles at you and asks if you are afraid.

Because of this, Feng Canglan ran to Linzhu Sanren's yard twice in three days, asking how his condition was.

I want to solve it as soon as possible and leave the Regent's Palace as soon as possible.

She could clearly feel that Zong Zhengyu was becoming more and more abnormal.

"How? How long will it take to recover?"

Only a few people knew the identity of the Immortal Ghost Hand Doctor. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Feng Canglan didn't act personally.

Instead, he handed over the treatment plan to Linzhu Sanren and borrowed his hands to heal.

Linzhu Sanren looked at the medical case written for Zong Zhengyu recently, frowned and shook his head, "It's very strange, I detoxified the regent according to your method."

"But the effect is minimal."

Acupuncture, medicated baths, and oral decoction were all carried out according to the plan.

The effect is there, but not very significant.

Feng Canglan frowned, comparing Zong Zhengyu's recent medical records, the more he looked at it, the deeper the frown became.

Judging from the medical records, it has indeed improved.

But this improvement did not achieve the desired effect. At this rate, she felt that she could prepare two good coffins.

A mouthful of his own, and a mouthful of Zong Zhengyu's.

Watching and thinking, Feng Canglan put down the medical case, "I'll go and have a look."

After speaking, Feng Canglan turned around and went straight to the study.

Acupuncture and medicated baths are given once a few days, and medicines are taken orally three times a day in the morning, noon and evening.

It is reasonable to say that there is no problem, why the effect is so poor.

All the way, Canglan was thinking about this matter, wondering if Zong Zhengyu's condition had changed drastically without noticing it.

But after thinking about it later, it's unlikely. Linzhu Sanren's medical skills are also among the best, so it's impossible not to notice the drastic changes in his condition.

Thinking about something in his mind, he walked out of the study without knowing it.

Wen Qing Wen Wen stood at the door and prepared to salute, but was stopped by Feng Cang Lan.

She waved her hand to signal the two to leave, asked Qing Qing to look at each other, and stepped back to leave at the same time.

Feng Canglan pushed the door with both hands, and saw Zong Zhengyu pouring something into the bonsai with a bowl——

(End of this chapter)