The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 23 Don't move!It hurts!

"Of course!"

Just kidding, if you don't pretend, the time for her to get good impressions is not limited to such a small area, okay?

At least the entire palace belongs to her...!

Ahem... It's all about her dedication.

and……

"Husband, you don't even know how badly I was bullied when I returned home in three days."

Feng Canglan remembered that he still had a girl living outside, and the feelings came as soon as they were said, and it didn't take time to brew them.

"They said that when I marry my husband, I can only be a widow, and I will stay in the Prince Regent's Mansion for the rest of my life and cannot go out."

"It's all right now, Husband doesn't pretend anymore, and when Cang Lan goes back in the future, Husband will be able to support Cang Lan."

She spoke with eloquence, wiping the tears forced out from the corners of her eyes with her small hands, and quietly observed Zong Zhengyu's expression through her fingers.

I saw his eagle-like sharp eyes looking at him with peeping eyes.

She was startled, and the sobbing stopped abruptly.

He just lowered his face and quietly put his hands down from his face.

Well, she might as well count on herself instead of counting on the dog man to help her save Hui Yu.

Hey, it's hard!

The majestic princess regent sounds so majestic, but the human regent does not stand on her side at all!

So, what kind of bullshit is the regent princess, this status is useless at all!
She was a little discouraged, turned around and lay back, and stopped talking.

Zong Zhengyu paused, and immediately lay down beside her pillow.

"If you are the princess regent for one day, no one will dare to bully you."

The voice he spoke was still cold, but in such a dark night, it added a touch of sweetness for no reason.

Feng Canglan, who had his back turned to him, was stunned for a moment, then she regained her composure, and opened her eyes abruptly.

With a swipe, she turned over and faced him again, holding his arm with both hands, her eyes filled with ecstasy that the darkness couldn't hide.

"My husband is so kind to me!"

After saying that, her head leaned against his arm.

That sweet little appearance actually made the man in the dark useless for no reason.

Unconsciously, the thin lips under the moonlight have drawn a thin arc.

There was silence in the house, and the two fell asleep one after another.

And the outside world has turned upside down.

The news of the regent Zong Zhengyu's awakening came from nowhere, but it suddenly spread, and the news was like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

In the night sky, there are groups of homing pigeons flying everywhere, ten times or even a hundred times the usual amount.

The regent is a man with vicious methods, vicious and bloodthirsty, how many ministers above the third rank were defeated by him during the regent period, and the ending was miserable? !
His waking up is the nightmare of all the officials in the imperial city.

At night, the streets of the imperial city are bustling and bustling, in stark contrast to the silence in the mansions of various ministers.

As soon as the ministers got the news, the emperor in the palace also received a secret report.

The emperor's face changed from calm to gloomy, and the entire hall was eroded by cold air.

The maids and eunuchs on both sides seemed to sense that the storm was coming, and they all bowed their heads like sculptures, not daring to make any movements.

"Snapped!"

The sudden sound frightened everyone in the hall to tremble violently.

The eunuch who was serving beside the emperor even broke out in a cold sweat holding Fuchen's hand.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The emperor suddenly laughed and said three good ones in a row.

"Seventh brother really lived up to my expectations, and finally woke up to share the burden for me! He is really my good seventh brother!"

The night is lively and silent.

The undercurrent surges under the calm water surface, just waiting to fully erupt.

Feng Canglan slept until dawn.

Just after waking up, he was in a daze. He turned over and put his hand on something, subconsciously touched and scratched, "What is it?"

His eyes were half-closed, a little hazy, and he couldn't see clearly.

until……

"Have you touched enough?"

The sudden cold voice implied a threat.

Feng Canglan woke up instantly, withdrew his hand and jumped up and sat up, looking at the man beside him with a smile that was uglier than crying, "husband... good morning husband, did you sleep well last night?"

Zong Zhengyu sat up unhurriedly, but his long and narrow phoenix eyes showed a look of tiredness.

Feng Canglan was slightly startled.

No, didn't she kick the quilt last night, or kicked him?
"Husband, did I sleep restlessly last night?"

She remembered that she slept quite peacefully, ouch!
Zong Zhengyu's eyes were deep, and Feng Canglan's neck shrank again.

"Bang bang bang!"

The knock on the door suddenly sounded at this moment, Feng Canglan said without thinking, "Come in."

Zong Zhengyu frowned, as if dissatisfied with Feng Canglan's presumptuous assertion.

Turn around and prepare to stay on the bed, and sit back in the wheelchair.

Feng Canglan, who was just about to relax, had a throbbing pain in his scalp, subconsciously wrinkled his brows and eyes and struggled.

"It hurts, it hurts, don't move!"

It turned out that her hair was twisted together with the buttons of Zong Zhengyu's obscene clothes.

Whenever he moved, her heart trembled in pain.

Feng Canglan crawled over, and let his head hang on Zong Zhengyu's chest to untie his twisted hair.

Wen Qing pushed the door open and entered, and was stunned when he saw the scene inside.

Through the curtains, he could only see two overlapping shadows on the couch.

One strong, one delicate.

"Don't move! It hurts!"

Feng Canglan screamed in pain, regained consciousness in an instant, and turned her back to the bed abruptly!
The drooping cheeks were stained with a suspicious blush.

"I told you, don't move! It hurts!"

His scalp hurts so badly that Feng Canglan's cry is full of tears.

"The king didn't move."

Zong Zhengyu's cold words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Because of her approaching, the nose was already filled with a faint female fragrance.

He rolled his Adam's apple, turned his head hastily, and staggered his gaze.

Don't look at her anymore.

"Not yet?"

There was obvious forbearance in the voice.

"It's too tight, you can't get it out when you get tangled inside." Feng Canglan untied her hair from the rope buckle little by little.

Turning his back to the questioning of the two, his expressionless face suddenly turned red again.

"My lord and concubine, you are busy first, and your subordinates will come back later!"

Leaving these words in a hurry, he left as fast as he could and closed the door behind him.

"Finally done."

Feng Canglan heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed his aching scalp, looked outside the door, and frowned slightly: "Hey, why did you go, didn't you come to see you?"

Her gaze shifted from the door to Zong Zhengyu's face, only to realize that his face was dark and his eyes were sullen.

Before she could say anything else, the man got up from the couch, rolled the wheelchair and left.

Only a cold and straight back was left for her.

Uh……

Feng Canglan was stunned for a moment, biting his lips in puzzlement and looking at the door that closed in front of his eyes.

So, where did she provoke him?
Is it really okay to be so cloudy and uncertain?
Dog man, if this goes on, I won't serve you anymore!

"Sick, this dog man must be sick."

She would show her face at every turn, and she didn't do it on purpose to get her hair tangled in his rope buckle.

"I'm still in pain!"

Rubbing her aching head, she put on her embroidered shoes and hurried to the bronze mirror.

Looking at the sore part of the copper mirror, he touched and checked carefully, "I didn't bald me, did you?"

"Not bald, not bald, such a delicate beauty, it's a pity to be bald."

A joking voice came from behind her at this moment.

Feng Canglan's expression froze abruptly.

In the pair of autumn water eyes in the bronze mirror, there is a glimmer of coldness.

(End of this chapter)