The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 287 When I become the emperor, can you be the queen?
The smile on Feng Canglan's face froze, and the flattering warmth in his eyes gradually dissipated.

In the end there was only silence.

It seems that the snow mountain has been lonely for thousands of years, with no wind, no waves, and no temperature.

Feng Canglan curled his lips stiffly, and withdrew his hand in midair.

Glancing at Lin Jingyao who was sizing up secretly, she forced a smile, "You talk, I suddenly remembered something."

Keeping these words, Feng Canglan turned and left, leaving resolutely.

Zong Zhengyu tightened his grip on the armrest, leaned forward to stand up, and finally sat back down again.

A gleam of joy flashed in Lin Jingyao's eyes, as soon as Feng Canglan and Zong Zhengyu quarreled, didn't this create opportunities for her in vain?

Sure enough, God is always on her side.

"My lord, do you want to go after the princess, she seems to be angry." Lin Jingyao said empathetically.

As soon as the words fell, a sharp cold wind rushed towards her face, scaring her to shut up quickly.

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"Hit me! You can live by yourself!"

Feng Canglan was thinking while walking, stopping after taking two steps, and looking back.

In the end, Zong Zhengyu didn't see Zong Zhengyu chasing after he walked to the gate of the palace.

Well, she decided to let Zong Zhengyu be a vegetarian for one more month.

Feng Canglan left the palace angrily, even though she left the palace, she still looked back from time to time, always turning her head in disappointment.

Mad!
It's fine to recruit Lin Jingyao into the palace, but to kill her!
As she walked, she harmed the surrounding flowers and plants.

Suddenly, Feng Canglan's eyes brightened, and he said happily, "You still know..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Zong Zhengjin standing upright behind her.

The warm orange sunlight hit his surroundings, giving him a layer of soft light, making him look more gentle.

The premise is that you don't know Zong Zhengjin's nature.

"What are you doing here again?" The temperature of Feng Canglan's brows and eyes dropped rapidly, showing his dislike for Zong Zhengjin on the surface.

"Of course I'm here to look for Lanlan." Zong Zhengjin's voice was soft, with a gentlemanly tone, Zhilan Yushu.

As he walked step by step, Feng Canglan's nose moved slightly, a cold light flashed in his drooping eyes, and then turned into excitement.

When I raised my eyes again, I felt dizzy and weak, my body unconsciously fell backwards, and my eyes gradually became dark.

Feng Canglan's body fell unconsciously, and when he was about to land, a strong arm supported his slender waist.

He picked it up by the waist, with a gentle look on his face, "It's solved."

There was a sound of fighting in the back, it was the hidden guards around Feng Canglan and the hidden guards around Zong Zhengjin.

The strength of the two is comparable, but because of the number of people, Feng Canglan's dark guard lost.

Those who were killed were killed, and those who were seriously injured were seriously injured. In the end, no one survived.

The few people hiding in the dark were ready to go, and Feng Canglan's fingertips, which were held by Zong Zhengjin, moved without leaving a trace.

The few people who were about to leave returned to the dark place.

Regent's House
Zong Zhengyu was still chatting with Lin Jingyao, and didn't know anything about Feng Canglan's situation.

Lin Jingyao is different here.

No one found him missing for a month, obviously someone didn't want the hidden guard to find him.

The investigation by the dark guards has no clues.

In the current situation, we can only start from Lin Jingyao.

Although Zong Zhengyu spoke sarcasticly, Lin Jingyao was used to it and it was no surprise.

Zong Zhengyu wanted to get something out of it, so he chatted a lot of nonsense with Lin Jingyao and occasionally interjected a question of his own.

It wasn't until nightfall that Zong Zhengyu asked someone to send Lin Jingyao back.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered the picture of Feng Canglan's cold eyes.

"Where's the princess?"

"Princess Wang went out during the day and hasn't come back yet." A guard came in to report.

Zong Zhengyu raised his eyebrows, and looked at the sky with a gloomy expression.

Angry and ran out to play again.

every time.

But thinking of the hidden guards around Feng Canglan felt relieved.

However, this heart did not last long.

Originally, Feng Canglan returned to play a little later, but he didn't return all night.

Feng Canglan had the habit of not returning home overnight, and Zong Zhengyu was slightly displeased.

The next day, Feng Canglan did not come back, and even the hidden guard had no news and could not be contacted.

In Zong Zhengyu's mind, there was once a piece of letter paper with the flying word "kill".

If it was someone there, Feng Canglan might indeed disappear without a trace.

But there is no definite evidence, Zong Zhengyu can only ask the hidden guard to look for Feng Canglan first, to see if he lost his temper and deliberately did not go home.

If there is no other way for a long time, even if it is risking your life, you will have to make a breakthrough.

The disappearance of Feng Canglan caused the entire staff of the Prince Regent's Mansion to be mobilized, causing even more panic.

At this time, the culprit of all this was lying in the magnificent palace.

Surrounded by dark red pillars, lifelike four-clawed golden pythons are carved on them.

Five claws are dragons, four claws are pythons.

The dragon represents the emperor, and the four-clawed python represents the prince.Where it is now is self-evident.

"Lanlan is awake." The gentle voice was Zong Zhengjin.

She frowned, her eyes were indifferent.

There was indeed a sneer in my heart.

"This is the East Palace, no one can find it."

"Before I ascended the throne, I was wronged and Lanlan lived here."

"Lanlan, as I said, we are the most suitable."

Feng Canglan closed her eyes, she didn't feel panic when she was arrested, instead she looked relaxed, as if she wasn't arrested, but came to visit.

Feng Canglan was leisurely, and a bloody smell permeated the air.

She focused her eyes slightly, searching for the smell of blood, and saw Zong Zhengjin holding a dagger dripping with blood, her eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

His clothes were half uncovered, exposing his chest in cold white.

Blood is flowing on it, and the visual tension formed by red and white stimulates the optic nerve.

"What are you crazy about?"

Bind her here just to watch him harm himself?

The other party didn't respond, and continued to stroke his chest bit by bit with the dagger in his hand, with extreme caution.

Feng Canglan's eyes were burning like a torch, staring straight at the opposite side.

I saw Zong Zhengjin committing self-mutilation intently and earnestly?Yes, self-harm.

After a long time, Zong Zhengjin put down the dagger in his hand and turned to leave.

Feng Canglan closed her eyes, as if following was a wrong choice.

There was an itch on her cheeks, she opened her eyes, and saw Zong Zhengjin squatting beside the imperial concubine's bed.

His fingertips brushed her cheek, and there was a hint of madness in his gentle eyes.

She frowned, and saw Zong Zhengjin slowly stand up.

The bloody chest just now was a little red and swollen, and her eyes were fixed on the two words on the chest, her eyes were strange.

Zong Zhengjin noticed her gaze, and said with a clear voice, "Engrave Lan Lan in my heart."

His bony hands caressed the engraved chest, and Taohua's eyes were full of morbid love, "Lanlan, I love you so much."

"When I become the emperor, will you be the queen?"

Feng Canglan's Qiushui eyes flickered, feeling the wind around her.

Zong Zhengjin and Zong Zhengyu are surprisingly similar in some aspects.

Both of them are a bit crazy.

Feng Canglan didn't reply, Zong Zhengjin took it as acquiescence, hooked her slender waist, lifted her up, and sat beside her.Let Feng Canglan pillow on his thigh.

The slender fingers landed on Feng Canglan's snowy cheeks and slid all the way, finally resting on the belt around his waist...

(End of this chapter)