The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 210 Is the Prince Regent's Mansion Bad?You want to leave so much?
The spy sent back the information he had found, and happened to pass by a person.

After scanning the words Feng Canglan on the envelope, the man immediately stopped it.

The spy stopped in a hurry, "Master Yun."

"Yeah." Yun Sang glanced down at the letter in Tan Tan's hand, "Is this for the prince?"

"Yes, it's information from the Prince Regent's House."

Yun Sang stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

The spy was taken aback, but didn't hand it over.

Yun Sang's eyes turned cold, "Give it to me, I'll turn the corner to the prince."

"Yes."

The spy handed the letter to Yun Sang and turned to leave. When he walked to the corner, he turned his head slightly and hesitated, and finally left straight away.

Yun Sang glanced around, took the letter to the corner and opened it.

After quickly browsing the above content, Yun Sang's face changed several times.

Finally, stuff the letter into the envelope and put it in the cuff and leave.

Feng Canglan was imprisoned for a week, and Zong Zhengyu would come to eat with him every morning, noon and evening.

He was very careful and gentle in feeding, and every time he came, Feng Canglan would speak ill at each other.

"Lan'er, it's all your favorite food today."

After a week, Feng Canglan understood that this lunatic had no intention of letting him go out at all.

I have scolded and scolded, and I have used all available tricks, hard and soft.

Zong Zhengyu's face was as gentle as before, as if he couldn't hear it.

"I will not eat!"

With a wave of Feng Canglan's hand, the bowl and chopsticks in Zong Zhengyu's hand were slapped on the ground.

The chains of the limbs are not as short as they were at the beginning, and now they have a certain range of motion.

"Snapped!"

The porcelain bowl was shattered all over the floor, and the food inside was also spilled all over the floor.

For a while, the house was silent.

The cold current outside the window surged, and the blowing branches rustled.

Feng Canglan leaned back against the soft pillow, looking gloomy at the motionless person in front of her.

"It's okay." Zong Zhengyu's magnetic voice was clear, and the temperature in Feng Canglan's eyes that was deliberately gentle was even lower.

"My husband will get it for you again."

"Is it enough?"

"You're not tired of pretending, I'm tired of watching." She raised the chain on her wrist, "How long do you plan to lock me up?"

"January? Half a year? Or a lifetime?"

Feng Canglan stared at Zong Zhengyu's back indifferently, he calmly changed a bowl of vegetables, as if he hadn't heard the voice behind him.

After picking up a bowl, he sat next to the bed again, lowered his eyebrows and carefully picked out Feng Canglan's favorite dish, and then fed it to his mouth.

Seeing the food near his mouth, Feng Canglan was furious.

Full of anger and nowhere to vent, beating and scolding the other party does not respond, like punching cotton very weakly.

"You like this." His voice was still gentle, with a mask of a smile on his face.

Feng Canglan took a deep breath, frowned, and tried hard to restrain her anger.

"Snapped!"

Opening her eyes, she raised her hand and knocked it over again, "Zong Zhengyu! How long are you going to lock me up!?"

"I've had enough!"

If it wasn't for the fear of affecting the cheap general's father, she really wanted to let those people break in directly!
"Go crazy and go crazy! Don't take me with you!"

Feng Canglan roared hysterically, and the anger of being imprisoned gushed out, completely uncontrollable.

Zong Zhengyu stared at the broken bowl on the ground without turning his eyes, and only sighed with regret, "It's a pity."

Immediately, he looked away and turned to leave.

Feng Canglan roared sharply, "Stop!"

Zong Zhengyu paused slightly when he left, looked back at Feng Canglan, and asked in a light voice, "Is the Prince Regent's Palace not good?"

"Why do you keep thinking about leaving?"

Suddenly, he turned around, turned back and tore off the smiling mask on his face, his phoenix eyes were clouded with madness, "Or am I treating you badly?"

"You want to go so badly."

"Tell me, what is wrong with me?" He pinched Feng Canglan's shoulders with both hands, as if he wanted to crush his bones.

Feng Canglan frowned when he pinched her, and wanted to curse back and quickly stop what she was about to blurt out.

"You tell me!"

"You tell me!"

Feng Canglan lowered his head, raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, stained with tears.

The clear eyes were separated by a layer of water mist, but they still couldn't stop the accusation in the eyes.

Meeting Feng Canglan's Qiushui eyes, Zong Zhengyu's breathing was stagnant, and his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.The arm that pinched Feng Canglan retracted somewhat helplessly.

Tears came out of my eyes, rolling down, pear blossoms with rain.

Zong Zhengyu panicked, and wiped away the flowing tears with his slender fingers, "Lan'er, don't cry."

"do not Cry."

His voice coaxed softly, wishing he could take out his heart and Pomeranian smiled.

Zong Zhengyu said that Feng Canglan's tears flowed more and more, and finally choked up.

Zong Zhengyu was in a hurry and had no countermeasures at all, "Is it uncomfortable? Tell me where it is uncomfortable."

"You hurt me." Feng Canglan sobbed, her red eyes and nose were sour, and her tone was full of complaints.

Zong Zhengyu felt guilty when he thought of the loss of control just now, "I'm sorry, I didn't control the strength just now."

"Let me see the injury."

Zong Zhengyu wanted to lift his sleeves, but Feng Canglan sideways dodged, "You still want to kill me."

"Are you trying to kill me!"

"No." Zong Zhengyu coaxed softly, "It's too late for my husband to like you, so why would he want to kill you?"

"But, you strangled me on New Year's Eve. You almost strangled me."

"I almost died."

"You pinched me and locked me up." The beautiful Qiushui stared straight at Zong Zhengyu with tears in her eyes.

He looked away and didn't dare to look at each other, "That was...that was an accident."

"Then you still lock me up."

"It's not locked anymore, it's not locked anymore." Zong Zhengyu took out the key and unlocked the chains on his hands, then turned his head to untie the chains on his feet.

"Clap."

The chain was opened, and the blushing rabbit-like eyes were abnormally cold, not seeing the grievance just now.

The last chain opened with a "click".

Feng Canglan slashed at Ban Shun who was turning around with one hand.

Zong Zhengyu, who was supposed to be down, raised his head slightly, those dark and cloudy eyes were like ghosts crawling out of hell, filled with a frightening gloom.

His thin lips slightly raised, split into a ghostly smile.

Feng Canglan's heart trembled, and a chill ran down her spine.

Quickly returning to her senses, her eyes froze, she grabbed the bed and fell straight onto the ground.

Zong Zhengyu loosened his hand holding the chain, and the cold sound of the chain falling to the ground sounded.

He frowned with a smile, coaxing softly, "Lan'er, you're not good again."

"Come here." His soft voice made the scalp tingle for no reason.

Feng Canglan sneered and rushed out the door.

The smile on Zong Zhengyu's face froze instantly, and he followed out slowly.

Feng Canglan, who had just arrived at the courtyard and was about to start running, watched the guards all over the courtyard retreat step by step.

Looking back, Zong Zhengyu smiled gracefully, "Lan'er, come here quickly."

Looking at his smile, Feng Canglan's eyelids twitched, "Crazy."

Hearing these three words, Zong Zhengyu's smile stagnated slightly, and then his smile became more gentle, "Lan'er, you will be punished if you don't behave well?"

"Of course, my husband is reluctant to punish you, but it's okay to punish Huiyu."

Feng Canglan's breath was stagnant, and then he smiled——

(End of this chapter)