The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 203 Is My Nose High?
"What's the matter with the Regent?" Feng Canglan's brows and eyes were indifferent, and his voice was cold, as if he was talking to a stranger.

"Lan'er, go home first."

This is outside the gate of Liujun Pavilion, and some people have already stopped to watch as people come and go outside.

Coupled with the movement in the morning, the people around stretched their necks and gossiped.

Feng Canglan didn't want to talk about it, Zong Zhengyu's magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "You want me to carry you into the carriage?"

It sounded like a question, but there was an imperceptible threat in his tone.

Feng Canglan raised her eyebrows, noticing the thousands of pairs of eyes around her, she turned around and got into the carriage.

Zong Zhengyu followed closely behind.

After the two went up, the carriage slowly drove out of people's sight, and the guards who surrounded Liujun Pavilion into an iron barrel also gathered in two rows and followed the carriage to leave.

The people gathered from the street to the street, discussing one after another, "What's going on, such a big battle directly surrounded Liujun Pavilion."

"It seems to be arresting the princess regent."

"The Princess Regent is staying in the Palace?"

This news flew to every corner of the imperial city in an instant, and various versions were derived.

It was said that Feng Canglan didn't abide by women's morals and went to a brothel to meet wild men in private, and the regent surrounded Liujun Pavilion to catch rape.

It was also said that the Prince Regent had a new hobby, and the Princess Regent went to the brothel to study.

But at this time, Feng Canglan himself, who was in the center of public opinion, was sitting in the yard of a drop in the ocean.

Zong Zhengyu followed all the way, from the carriage to the palace, neither of them spoke.

The hidden guards and guards all around retreated very sharply.

Feng Canglan sat on the white jade stone bench and said after a long silence, "Regent, what do you think?"

"If you don't want to be treated, just say it, and I will save energy."

Zong Zhengyu definitely touched her bottom line this time.

Not to mention wasting resources.Let her heal while pouring medicine?Is this teasing her?
In such a long time in Shangluo mainland, no one has ever teased her like this!

"No." Zong Zhengyu whispered.

He was standing, Feng Canglan was sitting, he had the appearance of his wife admonishing his wrongdoing husband.

"Then you are playing with me?" Feng Canglan's tone was obviously cold.

Zongzheng's crow-like eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the rolling emotions in his pupils, "No."

"It's not what you mean!" Feng Canglan slapped the white jade table with his palm, stood up "swipe", with anger in his beautiful autumn eyes.

Zong Zhengyu opened his eyes and parted his thin lips, "I..."

His eyes flickered, and he felt Feng Canglan's fiery gaze blurted out, "I'm afraid of suffering."

As soon as this reason came out, Feng Canglan's expression froze.

The words I originally planned to curse were choked in my throat.

She was stunned, and stared at Zong Zhengyu with disbelief.

What?
What the hell?

Zong Zhengyu afraid of suffering?

I'm afraid this stuff has been worn too!
"It's not that I didn't drink it on purpose, it's too bitter."

I don't know if it was Feng Canglan's illusion, but she saw a trace of pitifulness from Zong Zhengyu.

When the idea came to her, she quickly stopped.

Pitiful?hehe.

However, the power is in the hands of the ruling and opposition parties, and the regent is a vicious and vicious king.

Will be afraid of suffering?

He also acted like pouring medicine and not drinking children out of fear of hardship.

Feng Canglan felt that Zong Zhengyu was crazy, or maybe he was crazy.

Because, she felt that Zong Zhengyu was a little cute because he was afraid of suffering.

Very contrasting cute.

Shocked by this reason, Feng Canglan didn't speak for a long time, she calmed down for a long time, and quietly moved her eyes away from Zong Zhengyu.

It's really kinda cute.

Hey, shouldn't she add some sugar in it without affecting the efficacy of the medicine?

"You can't pour medicine even if you are afraid of suffering."

"Pour out the medicine, when will the poison be cleared?"

"Such a big person, like a child, poured down the medicine because it was bitter." Feng Canglan reprimanded him, but his tone was obviously not so cold.

"I won't fall in the future." Zong Zhengyu's obsidian eyes were full of earnestness.

Feng Canglan sighed helplessly.

is there any method?
Take people's money and save people's disasters.

Who let her take Zong Zhengyu's nine-bearded dragon eyebrow.

"Lan'er, I will definitely not pour the medicine in the future." Zong Zhengyu said in a reassuring tone, "Drink it all, no matter how bitter it is, I will drink it."

Wen Fengjun who just arrived at the door: ...

His face was full of astonishment, and he stared at the tall and straight figure inside through the gap.

Eyeballs are about to fall out.

This is Zong Zhengyu?
This low-key tone of admitting mistakes, is it really that Zong Zhengyu who everyone is afraid of, and ghosts are worried about?

For a while, Wen Fengjun felt mixed feelings.

"Okay, I'll tell the old man to add some sugar to you."

After finishing speaking, Feng Canglan turned around and entered the dormitory without any pause.

When closing the door, seeing Zong Zhengyu standing in the yard as if he had done something wrong, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly closed the door.

Damn it, why is Zong Zhengyu crazy?

but! !All of a sudden, why did this little lunatic suddenly become cute.

In the yard

Zong Zhengyu turned around after the door was closed, and the pitiful look on his face disappeared in an instant.

Those long and narrow phoenix eyes were still deep black, with an imperceptible smile in them.

The thin lips are slightly raised, and it seems to be a smile that is not a smile, which makes people feel cold all over the body and the scalp is numb.

Wen Fengjun, who watched Zong Zhengyu's face-changing process outside the hospital, felt complicated.

Zong Zhengyu was still the vicious Zong Zhengyu he knew.

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After this incident, Feng Canglan made a special trip to talk to Linzhu Sanren about adding sugar.

But after looking at it, I found that I added something rashly, in case of side effects, the gain outweighs the loss.

In the end, the two discussed not adding sugar.

Seeing the boiled medicine, Feng Canglan took it and went to the study.

She had to stare at Zong Zhengyu and drink the medicine.

Zong Zhengyu didn't want to live, but she still wanted to live.

Outside the study, Wen Qing asked to open the door quickly.

Feng Canglan brought the steaming medicine into the room, and in the white smoke, a strong smell of bitter medicine permeated the air.

The three people who were discussing business in the house stopped when they heard the door opening.

Seeing Feng Canglan, Fu Yu immediately stood up, polite and doggy, "Sister-in-law."

Feng Canglan nodded politely and smiled, her beautiful eyes seemed to rub the stars, her bright eyes and teeth were shining brightly.

Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, and amazement flashed in his eyes.

Zong Zhengyu's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill rushed towards him.

Fu Yu, who was in a daze, trembled when he saw Shang Zong Zhengyu's quiet pupils, and quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look around.

Feng Canglan brought the soup to the desk, "Drink the medicine."

The afterglow of the evening came in through the window, shining on Feng Canglan's back, adding a soft light to the whole person.

Her skin is creamy, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her eyebrows are picturesque, and the fluff on her face can be vaguely seen.

The usual coldness disappeared between the brows, and today's Feng Canglan has a somewhat gentle taste.

A few words came to Zong Zhengyu's mind, God girl.

"I just asked the old man not to add sugar."

"So it's still very bitter, but..." Before Feng Canglan finished speaking, he saw Zong Zhengyu drank the medicine bowl in one gulp.

He put down the empty bowl, and there was a taste of waiting for praise in his deep eyes.

Feng Canglan swallowed back the last words, and took two steps forward to break Zong Zhengyu's hand away.

Zong Zhengyu felt a softness in his palm, and looked sideways, only to see a sugar lotus seed lying on his palm.

Feng Canglan pursed her lips, "It won't be bitter after eating this."

Zong Zhengyu's eyes focused on Tanglianzi, and he stuffed it into his mouth under the unbelievable gazes of the other two.

The sweet taste spread from the tip of his tongue to the whole mouth, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Feng Canglan reached out and wiped off a drop of medicine stain on the tip of Zong Zhengyu's nose.

Just when he was about to stop, Zong Zhengyu's magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "Is my nose high?"

(End of this chapter)