The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 206 Wishing Me and Lan'er a Hundred Years of Good Cooperation

The beauty of Feng Canglan is beyond doubt.

She has always been dominated by plain and light colors, and she tends to be cold and fairy-like, with a feeling of elusiveness and elusiveness.

If one kind of flower is used to describe it, it must be the snow lotus blooming on the top of the snow mountain in the cold wind.

But today, Feng Canglan has changed her old style and broken the rules.

Bright and compelling, charming but not vulgar, elegant and noble.

Those beautiful eyes were captivating after putting on eye makeup, but because of their temperament, they were cold, charming and gorgeous.

Pure and lustful.

Just one glance can make people fall in love at first sight.

Especially those bright eyes that seemed to be soaked in autumn water, the beautiful eyes flowed and looked bright.

Zong Zhengyu only felt that his heartbeat missed half a beat.

Seeing Zong Zhengyu staring blankly, Feng Canglan raised her red lips slightly.

It seems that today's careful grooming was not in vain.

"My lord, do I look good?" Feng Canglan got under the red umbrella and looked at Zong Zhengyu with a smile.

He only felt a sweet fragrance rushing into the tip of his nose, and he raised his hand to rub Feng Canglan's cheek, his movements were gentle, and he was not stingy with his praise, "It looks good."

Feng Canglan was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect Zong Zhengyu to answer so directly.

I was planning on making fun of it.

After all, goodbye is coming soon, isn't it?

"My lord looks good today." She had crooked eyebrows and a bright smile, not a commercial bragging.

Today's Zong Zhengyu is really very good-looking.

This red robe dissipated a lot of his stern temperament, and his complexion improved after the toxins were removed.

In the past, Zong Zhengyu was cold and took away the edges and corners.Today, his red robe is bright and bright, making people's eyes shine.

Even in a crowd, you can definitely see it at a glance.

Zong Zhengyu hooked the corners of his lips without leaving a trace, and said in a brisk voice, "Let's go."

"it is good."

Feng Canglan followed Zong Zhengyu, and they shared an umbrella.

Fine pieces of snow fell on the red umbrella and instantly melted into water.

The two of them, one water red and the other dark red, were surprisingly harmonious.

Sitting in the carriage to the palace, Feng Canglan looked dignified, and changed from being loose and lazy in the past.

Neither of them spoke, and there was silence in the carriage.

"Call-"

The voice of asking sounded, and the carriage stopped.

Zong Zhengyu got out of the carriage first and Feng Canglan followed closely behind. As soon as he got out of the carriage, he saw Zong Zhengyu standing beside the carriage, extending a hand in a very gentlemanly manner.

Since the two came out, they have attracted the attention of all around.

Feeling the gazes cast from all directions, Feng Canglan bent her red lips, and put a bare hand on them.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always feels that Zong Zhengyu has been refined and refined during this time, and he is too gentle with her.

"Thank you."

Feng Canglan said politely and was about to withdraw his hand, but Zong Zhengyu suddenly grabbed her.

She was stunned for a while, but she didn't forcefully pull her back, letting Zong Zhengyu pull her.

"You and I, husband and wife, don't need to see outsiders."

Feng Canglan opened his eyes and took a deep look.

Zong Zhengyu dragged her directly into the palace without giving her a chance to take a closer look.

Is she delusional?
Why does it feel like Zong Zhengyu is deliberately reminding her?
Tomorrow's plan was known to him, even Huiyu didn't tell.

Looking at the back who was half a step ahead of her, she shook her head because she was thinking too much.

Wherever the two of them went, respectful voices sounded around, "Regent King, Regent Princess."

As soon as the two entered the Golden Luan Hall, they attracted the attention of the audience.

Everyone who saw it was amazed, whether it was Zong Zhengyu or Feng Canglan.

Zong Zhengjin was so entangled with things during this period that he couldn't separate himself, so Feng Canglan arrived early in the morning when he was able to meet.

So, he saw Feng Canglan the moment he entered the door.

It's hard to hide the astonishment in his eyes.

His eyes moved slightly, and fell on the flashing shadow in the peach blossom eyes on the two tightly clasped hands.

Soon, he returned to his gentle and refined appearance. No matter who he was talking to, he was always humble, courteous, and refined.

It was also like this, which made the faces of the women who had not yet left the cabinet turn red.

Qianjin all around looked at him, but he stared at Feng Canglan without blinking.

The gaze is too direct, attracting Feng Canglan's gaze.

The two looked at each other, and Zong Zhengjin's heart tightened for no reason.

He has gentle brows and eyes, a gentle smile, and a gentle temperament in his whole body.

It was simply Mr. Moshang Ruyu himself.

If Feng Canglan doesn't know his true nature.

The intertwined eyes of the two did not escape Zong Zhengyu's sight, looking at the two people who were looking at each other.Zong Zhengyu tightened his hand.

Feng Canglan's eyes were indifferent, and he looked at Banshun, then withdrew his eyes and stopped on Zong Zhengyu, the indifference on his face was filled with a smile.

"My lord." Her cold voice was full of joy, with a hint of coquettishness.

Zong Zhengyu remained silent, and took Feng Canglan to his seat.

Feng Canglan frowned, maintaining a smile on the surface, and she was already slandering in her heart.

Xiao Mian, bear with you one more night.

New Year's Eve
Three, five and one groups of officials bless each other, and the ladies in the boudoir also have their own small groups.

The surrounding area of ​​Zong Zhengyu was icy, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the surrounding world.

Feng Canglan glanced lightly at the flagon on the table, and Qiu Shui's eyes were filled with a smile.

"The Emperor is here—"

A piercing sound resounded, and the originally bustling Jinluan Hall suddenly calmed down.

The officials returned to their respective positions and said in unison, "Long live the emperor! Long live the empress!"

The emperor and queen walked all the way from the middle, and only said when they were seated, "Everyone loves you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Today's New Year's Eve, there is no distinction between monarchs and ministers, and there is no need to stick to etiquette."

Feng Canglan lowered her head and sneered from the bottom of her heart, no distinction between rulers and ministers?

What were you doing just now?
It sounds nice.

In the Golden Luan Hall, the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly, and the singing and dancing is peaceful and festive.

Feng Canglan was in a good mood, tapping the table with his fingertips to the beat.

On New Year's Eve, it was still calm and no one made any mistakes.

Halfway through the banquet, she glanced at the still wine jug without leaving a trace.

Su held the jug in his hand and poured two cups of clear water.

She faced Zong Zhengyu with a wine bottle, and said briskly, "My lord, happy New Year's Eve."

After speaking, he covered his face with long sleeves and drank.

Putting down his long sleeves, Zong Zhengyu looked away without moving, and met his obsidian-like pupils.

No emotion can be seen, it seems that there is no desire, but the turbidity in the eyes is suspicious.

He didn't say a word, just watched lightly.

Feng Canglan's heart beat wildly while being stared at, and his scalp was numb.

Why does this look have no deep meaning.

"My lord?" She whispered suspiciously in her heart.

Zong Zhengyu chuckled, hooked his thin lips and drank the wine bottle in one gulp.

Those slightly narrowed pupils concealed the deep understanding that rolled over his eyes.

Seeing that he drank happily, Feng Canglan smiled brightly and added another glass, "I wish the prince good health."

Zong Zhengyu didn't wait for Feng Canglan's urging this time, and was drunk in one gulp.

Feng Canglan continued to pour the wine, "I wish the prince a bright future."

He picked it up and drank it, Feng Canglan continued to add wine to the empty wine bottle.

"I wish the prince happy every day."

"I wish my lord all the best."

"..."

"My lord..." Feng Canglan's mind raced to congratulate her, but the hand that was pouring the wine was suddenly held down.

Zong Zhengyu lowered his eyes halfway, already in a state of drunkenness, "I wish Lan'er and I a happy relationship for a hundred years."

The bright smile on Feng Canglan's face suddenly froze——

(End of this chapter)