The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 308 After the [-]th, don't get too close to her, she is not serious
"Huh?" Feng Canglan looked over, seeing her confident appearance, probably guessed the answer.

"I decided to try."

"It's like Cang Lan, you are the same as the regent king."

"Bland but warm."

Feng Canglan was not surprised by the expected result.

However, there are some differences between her, Zong Zhengyu, and Lianxiang and Mu Ye.

She is the hostess of the Prince Regent's House, and Lianxiang is the concubine.

In this world, concubines, concubines, and concubines are all slaves, in other words.

It's just... low status.

For example, it is very common for a wealthy family to exchange concubines with some officials, and it is also very common to give each other concubines.

A good citizen is considered a noble concubine, but if the contract of sale is in the hands of others, it is a commodity.

But even Lian Xiang's posture couldn't stop her, "Since you have already made up your mind, then go this way."

"However, you have to take the deed of sale yourself."

"I don't have a contract of sale, I am a good citizen."

"Although we are talking about redemption, we can actually just pack up our bags and go back."

"Pfft." Feng Canglan teased with a smile, "Why isn't that your friend?"

Lianxiang paused, realizing that she had said something wrong, but she didn't hide it, she admitted it openly, "It's me and Mu Ye."

"You already guessed it."

Feng Canglan gave her a look that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words.

"Then congratulations."

"By the way, when will Mu Ye bring you back to the mansion?" She thought for a while, "The emperor sent Zong Zhengyu to Moon Night Kingdom to participate in the three-nation friendship every five years, and I will follow."

"If it's before departure, I can still support the scene for you."

"I don't know, he didn't tell me."

Feng Canglan sighed, "Okay."

Women in love are easily dizzy.

After chatting with Lian Xiang for a while, Feng Canglan went back through the back door when it was dark.

The mission is imminent, and Zong Zhengyu will be fully responsible for the friendship, and the two days before the departure are too busy to see anyone.

The day of departure has arrived.

Zong Zhengyu chose to travel in a horse-drawn carriage because he was afraid that Feng Canglan would be tired, and he didn't want her to be exposed to the scorching sun.

There are competitions in the friendship, so I followed a lot of people.

Under the eyes of the common people, the long motorcade slowly left the imperial city.

Feng Canglan and Zong Zhengyu rode in the same carriage, and the one behind them sat several people from this competition.

The convoy moved forward slowly, Feng Canglan opened the curtain to look at the scene outside.

Passing Liujun Pavilion, happened to see Lian Xiang getting into the carriage, and Mu Ye standing beside the carriage supported her.

So, did Lianxiang follow Mu Ye back to the mansion today?
It's a pity that I can't support her today.

Lian Xiang, who got into the carriage, noticed the gaze cast in front of her. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Feng Canglan.

Feng Canglan blinked and smiled, Lianxiang also smiled and nodded in greeting, and then got into the carriage.

Feng Canglan put down the car curtain, and met Zong Zhengyu's probing eyes.

"Lan'er, are you familiar with that oiran?"

"Familiar." Feng Canglan suddenly remembered something, and moved to the side of Zong Zhengyu, "Didn't you ask me where I got that brochure before?"

"The treasure that Lianxiang gave me at the bottom of the box."

Zongzheng Yufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face changed slightly, "Lan'er, don't get too close to her in the future, she is not serious and will bring you down."

Feng Canglan frowned slightly, and explained, "Although she is an oiran, she hasn't done anything out of the ordinary, and she won't bring me down."

"You must be the first to say that about Lianxiang."

"She is the number one oiran in Shangluo mainland, she is so beautiful, you are willing to say that."

"Lan'er, she has been in sensual places all year round, you are not the same as her, so don't contact her in the future."

At the beginning, Zong Zhengyu was just persuading, saying not to get too close, but now he speaks in a commanding tone.

Feng Canglan's face was a bit ugly, but she still explained patiently, "You misunderstood Lianxiang, she is different from ordinary brothel girls."

"I have known her for a while, and I still know her well."

"I told you, you and her are not fellow travelers, so you have lost contact." Zong Zhengyu said very forcefully.

The expression on Feng Canglan's face changed, "Don't look at people with colored glasses, she is really not the kind you think."

"No, no, no, you can't have people with this identity around you." Still speaking in an orderly tone, he was very forceful and refused to listen.

Feng Canglan is used to being alone on weekdays, and no one can take care of her, no one dares to take care of her.

Now that he has repeatedly explained, Zong Zhengyu looks like he is the only one who respects himself, and he will not listen or believe it.She felt a little displeased in her heart, "Why can't there be such a person around me?"

"Do you think that things of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups, and that it's a brothel style for me and Lianxiang to play together?"

Sensing the impatience in Feng Canglan's tone, he softened his tone, "Lan'er, the disparity in your identities is not suitable."

"What does it mean that the disparity in status is inappropriate?" Feng Canglan exploded immediately, "I make friends, and what kind of friends I make is my business."

"What? If I make friends, what kind of friends do I need your consent for?"

"Is the disparity in status inappropriate?" Feng Canglan said coldly, "I was born and raised in a farming family in the countryside, and the status disparity with you, the prince, is even more inappropriate!"

"Lan'er!" Zong Zhengyu sternly reprimanded, he closed his eyes and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't be silly, I didn't mean that."

"But Lianxiang is really not suitable to be friends."

Feng Canglan sneered a few times, "Prince Regent! Are you being too lenient?"

"Do you still want to take care of me making friends? Did I tell your friends what to do?"

"Don't gossip about my friends!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Canglan yelled, "Stop!"

The motorcade was forced to stop, Feng Canglan turned around to get off the carriage, Zong Zhengyu grabbed her by the wrist, "Lan'er, what are you messing around with?"

"If you have something to say, don't lose your temper."

"I lost my temper?" Feng Canglan laughed angrily, "I told you that you won't listen."

"I don't think we can communicate right now."

Zong Zhengyu didn't care, he dragged Feng Canglan back to his position and ordered the convoy to leave.

The convoy continued on.

Feng Canglan couldn't go down, so he simply distanced himself from Zong Zhengyu, crossing his arms around his chest with a face of indifference and resistance.

What she hates most is when others reach out to her, and she also hates anyone trying to control her, or trying to control her.

Zong Zhengyu wants to join her circle of friends now, what else does he want to do in the future?
Once compromise today, Zong Zhengyu will intensify.

From now on, there will only be people around her that Zong Zhengyu allows.

She knew that Zong Zhengyu might have machismo, self-importance, and a strong desire to control.

But I didn't expect to be strong enough to control her, who can touch who can't.

The two didn't talk anymore, and the cold war began.

The carriage left the imperial city and gradually moved away.

Zong Zhengyu remained silent, Feng Canglan looked outside and ignored the people next to him.

The cold war between the two lasted for two days. Although they were in the same carriage, they didn't say a word.

The rest of the team also noticed that something was wrong with the two of them, and they were all cautious.

On the third day, Zong Zhengyu took the lead in breaking the cold war.

The corners of his eyes were red, looking at Feng Canglan's dark pupils, he stared, "Lan'er, can you just talk to me?"

(End of this chapter)