The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 205 Congratulations Lan'er
In Ruifeng's long and narrow eyes, the pupils were dark and cloudy.

It seemed to be rolling something, but it was undetectable because of the deep darkness.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the open door.

Happy is really happy, happy is really happy.

But the reason for the joy is that he is about to recover, I don't know.

Wen Fengjun swept Zong Zhengyu's whitish hand holding the teacup lightly, "Fufeng, the toxins in your body are completely cleared, and we can start our business."

"If that incident hadn't happened, we might have succeeded by now."

Zong Zhengyu blew on the floating leaves with a cup of tea in his hand, and said lightly, "No rush."

Wen Fengjun's eyelids twitched and he didn't speak any more.

Here, Feng Canglan returned to a drop in the ocean, feeling so good that he flew up.

Take out the brocade box, look at the Jiuxulongmei inside, the excitement in my heart.

As soon as Zong Zhengyu is well, she can leave with Jiuxulongmei.

Then!Her poison will be cured!

As long as the martial arts recover!What can people in the world do to me!

The sturdy and beautiful future is waving to her.

God knows what it's like to be unable to refine Jiuxulongmei.

When Zong Zhengyu knew the identity of Ghost Hand Doctor Immortal before, she considered refining the antidote first.

But thinking about it later, it will be very troublesome if the identity is spread.

Also, it's not safe in the Regent's House.

To be honest, the Prince Regent's Mansion has always been a dangerous place in her heart.

If the antidote is practiced here, it will be snatched by Zong Zhengyu.

She can't grab it, isn't she under the control of others for the rest of her life.

What a joke!This close to a year of catering has almost driven her crazy, okay?
She is a woman at the top, how can she please others!

Feng Canglan hugged the brocade box with both hands, looking like a baby.

"crunch-"

There was a sound of opening the door, accompanied by a gust of cold wind.

Feng Canglan pulled away from the beautiful fantasy in an instant, looked up and saw Zong Zhengyu closing the door.

She quickly put away the brocade box.

Zong Zhengyu glanced at Feng Canglan's movements, and in his mind was the look of passionate yearning in her eyes when she was holding the brocade box when she opened the door just now.

What is hot and longing is to escape from the Prince Regent's Palace.

At this moment, Zong Zhengyu's eyes flashed an irrepressible hostility.

It flashed by so quickly that almost no one noticed it.

"My lord." Her voice was brisk, and she could hear that she was in a very good mood.

Zong Zhengyu flicked the snowflakes that fell from his shoulders, and lowered his eyes to hide the violence in them.

There was a frightening smile on the thin slightly raised lips.

Seeing Zong Zhengyu's movements, Feng Canglan walked over quickly, and was about to leave. She didn't mind playing the role of a gentle and virtuous wife for a while.

Walking to the front, Feng Canglan untied the rope around Zong Zhengyu's neckline with his slender fingers, and took off the black cloak, "How do you feel today? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Her voice is cold, and her soft voice is surprisingly nice.

"Very good, it feels like it will be cured in less than half a month."

"That's great." Putting the cloak on the hanger, her smile was bright and not fake, "Congratulations, my lord."

Zong Zhengyu's eyes focused on Feng Canglan's smiling face, "Congratulations Lan'er."

Feng Canglan paused, a trace of suspicion flashed across his eyes.

Congratulations to her what?What does she have to congratulate?
Oh, yes, congratulations, she will be able to detoxify immediately, regain her martial arts, and no longer need to be suppressed.

So frustrating!

"Congratulations." She patted the fox fur on the neckline of her cloak, she was a caring little wife.

He didn't notice Zong Zhengyu's gloomy gaze behind him at all.

"Ah." Feng Canglan exclaimed when the snowflakes drained into the melting water, "Is it snowing?"

"Well, it's snowing." Zong Zhengyu put away his dim eyesight and said flatly.

Feng Canglan opened the door, and it was snowing outside.

It's not very big, and it melts when dropped on the ground.

"My God! It's snowing!"

You know, as a southerner in modern times, she often stays in the laboratory, and she has almost only seen snow in electronic equipment.

So, after coming here for so many years, she still couldn't contain her excitement when she saw Xue.

The cold wind is icy, accompanied by snow all over the sky.

Not beautiful.

Feng Canglan rushed to the snow and couldn't calm down for a long time, this was the first snow this year.

Also known as the first snow.

It is said that auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year, which also indicates that she will get better and better in the future.

Looking at the excited Feng Canglan, Zong Zhengyu came out with those big cloaks and put them on Feng Canglan's shoulders, "It's cold, be careful of the wind and cold."

His bony fingers were slowly tying the rope.

Feng Canglan's eyebrows were curved, and thousands of stars seemed to fall into her beautiful eyes.

"I'm fine. You should be more careful because you are not in good health."

The black cloak was draped over Feng Canglan's back, making her whole face appear smaller, and it also set off her skin like snow.

"That's right." Zong Zhengyu let go of his originally knotted hands.

Feng Canglan only felt a chill in his body, and the cold wind hit the surroundings.

"..."

Grass?
She stared at Zong Zhengyu taking the cloak on her back with surprise.

There are ten thousand asses in her heart.

Zong Zhengyu will definitely not find a girl in the future!

Just as Feng Canglan was cursing, a bracelet came up around her waist, and she was brought over by a force.

As soon as his body warmed up, his whole body was enveloped by Zong Zhengyu.

He was wearing a cloak and had his arms around her.

"This way it won't be cold anymore." His magnetic voice was a bit clear.

Feng Canglan felt a little strange, and wanted to break away from Zong Zhengyu's tight embrace, but finally gave up altogether.

The two watched the snow in the courtyard, Feng Canglan lost all interest, and even felt a little mentally retarded.

But behind him there is a father who is the patron of money, bowing his head to the evil forces.

Zong Zhengyu hugged Feng Canglan, and the two enjoyed the snow in the courtyard.

Outsiders seem to be romantic and loving.

in the corridor

Hui Yu stood behind the pillar, looking at the two huddled together with strange expressions.

The first snow of this year came fiercely, from small snow to heavy snow.

As the New Year approaches, every household begins to post happy characters and hang red lanterns.

The festive atmosphere immediately went up.

The Prince Regent's Mansion was cold and cold in the past, but this year's decoration has a sense of festivities.

Originally planned to spend the New Year with Zong Zhengyu in the palace, but obviously Feng Canglan's idea fell through.

Every year on New Year's Eve, they must go to the palace to spend together.

Thinking that there would be bad things going on in the palace in the past, Feng Canglan refused in her heart.

But after thinking about it, this was probably the last time he entered the palace.

Calculating the time, Zongzheng Yuduqing didn't happen to be New Year's Eve that day.

new year's eve
Feng Canglan got up early in the morning to freshen up and dress up. She was dressed in a water-red palace attire, which set off the whole person's complexion very well.

The black and thick main hair is coiled up, and the golden step shake is inserted in the hair bun, and the sound of walking is clear and crisp.

An emerald butterfly hairpin trembled as Feng Canglan moved, vividly alive.

Today's Feng Canglan has changed from the plain dress of the past, and his whole person looks graceful and luxurious, radiant and radiant.

The red plum blossoms between the eyebrows set off the skin like snow, adding a bit of bright and gorgeous, hiding the coldness between the eyebrows on weekdays.

"crunch-"

The door was pulled open, and Zong Zhengyu, who was holding a red umbrella in the courtyard, raised it slightly.

Seeing Feng Canglan, Ban Shun's breath was stagnant——

(End of this chapter)