The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 278 Why did you put your hand on Feng Canglan?
Feng Canglan choked up and forgot to cry.

There was a tear hanging from the crow-like eyelashes, and he stared at the other party full of doubts.

Zong Zhengyu frowned helplessly, and there was a hint of doting in his phoenix eyes.

The slender fingers wiped away the tears that fell on Feng Canglan's eyes, and he lowered his head to kiss her eyes, with gentle words, "Next time, just say what you want to say."

"It doesn't have to be that way."

Having been seen through and exposed on the spot, Feng Canglan's cheeks burned, and she was so embarrassed that she wished she could just crawl into the cracks in the ground.

"Cough..." Now that he was seen through, Feng Canglan didn't continue to pretend, "I think the prince will come forward to refute the rumors."

"Miss Lin will not be carried into the palace, and I am not jealous, crying, making trouble, and hanging myself."

In this matter, Zong Zhengyu must come forward to refute the rumors to be absolutely authoritative.

The money that came out this time is hers.

Guess those who bet on her will hate her to death.

Hey~ There's no way, she just likes those people who can't understand her and can't kill her.

The appearance of gnashing teeth.

Feng Canglan's bright eyes turned cunning, faintly excited.

"it is good."

Zong Zhengyu agreed simply, which Feng Canglan did not expect.

She thought she was going to waste her lips.

But that's right, Zong Zhengyu likes her, so naturally he won't refuse such a trivial matter.

For his sake...

Feng Canglan's bright Qiushui eyes turned slightly, and suddenly she took a step forward, grabbed Zong Zhengyu's skirt with both hands, and tiptoed to kiss his thin lips.

A touch of water is fleeting.

Zong Zhengyu realized that Feng Canglan had already left.

She smiled brightly and brightly, "You will be rewarded."

"I'm leaving first."

Feng Canglan waved as he walked, Zong Zhengyu stood there in a daze.

The dark pupils stared at the direction Feng Canglan left.

After a long time, Zong Zhengyu moved his stiff body, stroking the kissed lips with his slender fingers.

The slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed his mood at the moment.

Withdrawing his gaze, he turned and walked towards the place he came out just now, the smile on his face dissipated.

The clear and gentle pupils were suddenly cloudy and dark, like a wolf dormant in the bushes at night, about to tear its prey apart.

After trotting to the outside of the courtyard, Feng Canglan bent his eyes and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds.

The sun shone on her body, and she felt a burst of warmth.

It was a fine day and she was in a good mood.

but……

The smile on Feng Canglan's face gradually faded, why did Zong Zhengyu have such a strong smell of blood on his body?

Curiosity drove her to turn her head, looking at the strange leaving courtyard in the silence, Feng Canglan frowned.

Although Zong Zhengyu didn't like the presence of hidden guards nearby, there should be guards.

It's a bit weird today.

It's as if it was deliberately opened up.

Once you have doubts in your heart, everything goes wrong.

Feng Canglan peeled off the cocoon, and found the weirdness here.

She can be 100% sure that Zong Zhengyu has found the direction before.

Where did he come from?
Although Feng Canglan has retired from the world for two or three years, she still knows something.

Obviously there was no one to look for, but it suddenly appeared again.

Then there is only one possibility, there is a secret room in Zong Zhengyu's house!

The smell of blood belonged to the people in the secret room.

All of a sudden, all the messy thoughts rushed out.

Feng Canglan's eyes were serious, and she stepped into the hospital again with curiosity.

Back in the room she just left, Feng Canglan cautiously walked in the direction where Zong Zhengyu came out just now, able to lower the sound of her footsteps.

At the end, there is Zong Zhengyu's desk, and behind it is a long bookshelf.

There are some calligraphy and paintings around.

Feng Canglan moved and touched, looking for the secret room switch.

Searched from inside to outside, from top to bottom, but did not see the shadow of the agency.

She sat dejectedly at the desk and couldn't help but doubt herself.

Could it be that she was thinking crookedly?
Holding her snowy cheeks and looking around, habitually touching something to think about, she pinched the ink stick and turned it left and right.

In the end, he didn't realize that he put down the ink block and was about to leave, when his fingertips touched the inkstone, Feng Canglan's hands paused.

Focus on the small inkstone.

She tapped the side with her knuckles, and the muffled sound was not crisp.

Immediately, Feng Canglan's eyes lit up, and he turned the inkstone with both hands.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a dull sound from behind, and the bookshelf behind the chair slowly opened with the sound.

Feng Canglan stood up straight, looking at the bookshelves opened to both sides.

There really is a secret room!

Curiosity is something that, once born, I can't wait to know the answer.

The same is true for Feng Canglan.

So she almost didn't think about it, and approached the bookshelf.

As soon as he entered the secret room, the bookshelf slowly closed.

She glanced at it, stepped lightly, and slowed down her breathing.

There is only one road in the secret room, and there are no branch roads.

Feng Canglan walked along the road, and after walking for a while, a faint smell of blood rushed into his nose.

The deeper it went, the stronger the bloody smell became.

Feng Canglan was a little apprehensive, but he didn't flinch, but continued to move forward.

This road is a little dark, and the walls are inlaid with luminous pearls for lighting, so it is not difficult to see the road clearly.

After a long time, there was a turn ahead.

Feng Canglan probed carefully, and before he even started to move, a gloomy voice came from around the corner. Hearing the voice alone, he felt a sense of horror, which made his scalp tingle.

"Who is the person behind you?"

"Cough." The man tied to the cross smiled palely, "When did you know it was mine?"

Feng Canglan was taken aback by the conversation inside, she was all too familiar with this voice.

It was Zong Zhengyu, and Wen Fengjun who had been at odds with her.

Are these two talking about something confidential?

It's not good to eavesdrop behind your back, Feng Canglan hesitated and turned to leave.

Just as she took a step, her steps froze suddenly after hearing the conversation inside.

"I always knew that your mind was impure."

"But it didn't do anything stupid, so I kept it."

"But you...why did you put your hand on Feng Canglan?" Zong Zhengyu sat directly opposite Wen Fengjun, leaning on the grand teacher's chair with his hands spread out.

It gave people an invisible sense of oppression, and a breath of superiors crushed them.

The blood on Wen Fengjun's unkempt face faded and became stiff.

"you……"

"No!"

"How could you know!" Wen Fengjun struggled and growled, "You knew I was approaching you from the very beginning? How could you act so far!"

"Zong Zhengyu! You are too scary, you are simply a devil!"

At the corner, after listening to the entire conversation, Feng Canglan was terrified.

Was Wen Fengjun the secret agent sent to get close to Zong Zhengyu?

He knew Wen Fengjun's identity from the very beginning, and it was like a cat playing with a mouse if he didn't reveal it.

"Originally all this could be maintained, why did you want to attack Feng Canglan?"

Zong Zhengyu got up slowly, came to the cross, took a not-so-sharp knife, and slowly separated it on Wen Fengjun's arm.

"Ah!" Wen Fengjun's mouth trembled in pain, and he looked in horror at this person in front of him who he had been with for many years but had never known.

Zong Zhengyu seemed to have never heard of Wen Fengjun's shout.

Take it easy, cut the flesh with a blunt knife.

Those exquisite and perfect hands were even more coquettish and strange after being dyed with bright red blood.

The smell of blood came out, Feng Canglan leaned against the wall and probed a little bit, wanting to see what was going on inside.

The spirit was tense, and he only stared inside, and didn't find a nearly transparent thread under his feet.

"Ring-ring--"

(End of this chapter)