The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 440 If You Don't Come, How Can You See Your Husband So Popular?

I saw Feng Canglan wearing a black cloak and standing up against the wind.

Her cherry lips curled up slightly, evoking a smile.He was obviously smiling, but those clear autumn eyes were full of indifference.

The blue hair blown by the cold wind fluttered, and the fluff shook.Standing in the dirty resettlement area is out of place, like a nine-day fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, looking like she wants to ride the wind and go home.

Zong Zhengyu's heart sank, and he quickly walked towards Feng Canglan, "Lan'er, why are you here?"

Feng Canglan's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her eyes turned from Zong Zhengyu's face to the girl in the back with eyes full of doubt and defense, and finally returned to him.

The tone was light, "If you don't come, how can you see that your husband is so popular."

Sensing that the other party's tone of voice was wrong, Zong Zhengyu subconsciously wanted to hug him in his arms, seeing that he was dirty all over.

Looking at Feng Canglan's cleanliness, like a goddess descending into the world, he stopped embracing.

"Are you disturbing your husband?"

"Why don't you work first? I can wait." She smiled, but her voice was as cold as ice.

The girl with Zong Zhengyu behind her changed her face slightly when she heard Feng Canglan's voice, and then quickly returned to normal.She drew a decent smile and walked up, "My lord, is this Madam?"

"Madam was so beautiful, but her complexion is not very good, is she not in good health?"

"Can you serve my lord well?" the girl said delicately with her throat closed.

Feng Canglan slowly opened her eyes to look at the girl who was trying to pry the corner of her wall.

These words smell like old tea!

Implying that she is not in good health and cannot serve Zong Zhengyu well?Want to remind Zong Zhengyu to take a concubine?How about showing her body?

"Cough..." Feng Canglan glanced at his eyebrows and coughed lightly, his brows were filled with a little sickness, and instantly he looked like he was weak and boiled in a medicine jar all year round, "I'm really not in good health."

When the girl heard this, her eyes lit up, thinking that her chance had come.

His eyes fell on Zong Zhengyu, as if looking at prey.

This man was born handsome and handsome, with Zhilan Yushu, a gentleman.At the age of youth, he married a wife who was in poor health.

Things in the bed must not be enjoyable!If she can take this opportunity to climb up...

The girl's heart was agitated, and she walked over on lotus steps. Before Jiao Didi could say anything, she was forced to retreat by Zong Zhengyu's eyes.

The measures he had planned were forgotten in an instant, and his mind went blank when he met those dark pupils.

"Take people out."

"The resettlement area is an important place, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

The girl was carried away by the soldiers. People around noticed the situation here, but they didn't dare to look at it blatantly, so they could only stretch their necks.

As soon as the man left, Feng Canglan said in a strange voice, "I said why the husband didn't come back for half a month, so it turned out that the flowers were blooming outside."

Wen Qing in the back paused and left the battlefield without a sound.

"I look at the water spirit that the little girl gave birth to..." Her strange voice was blocked in the middle of speaking, the opposite lips were dry and crusty, obviously lacking in water.

When the kiss came over, Feng Canglan felt uncomfortable, she stretched out her hand in the cloak and pushed it away, "You hurt me."

Hearing Feng Canglan's complaint, Zong Zhengyu left immediately.

Originally, I wanted to make some sarcasm, but when I saw Zong Zhengyu's tired face, his sharp eyes were faintly bloodshot, and his lower eyelids were blue, he looked like he hadn't rested well.

Looking at those dry and crusted lips, it was probably because he was busy and had no time to drink water.

The jealousy at first turned into distress, and he grabbed Zong Zhengyu's wrist and walked outside.

People stretching out their ears all around, concentrating on doing their own things, as if they can't hear anything.

"Do you want to die!"

Feng Canglan stopped when he got to a place where no one was around, and looked back at him with no good expression, "Look at your current state, you will definitely die suddenly in half a month at most!"

"I told you to pay attention to rest and pay attention to your body, did you just ignore it!" Feng Canglan Qiushui's eyes were filled with anger, and under the anger was distressed.

"Lan'er..." Zong Zhengyu's voice was not as magnetic and clear as before, it was a little hoarse as if he had swallowed gravel.

There is an old man's feeling, which is unpleasant and harsh, which is caused by long-term lack of drinking water.

Distressed and helpless at the same time, she was going to pour a glass of water to moisten Zong Zhengyu's throat, but just as she turned around, Zong Zhengyu grabbed her wrist, "Is Lan'er angry?"

"Get angry! I'll get you a glass of water to moisten your throat." Really!Zong Zhengyu is definitely the worst person she has ever met!
"No need." Regardless of the dirt on his body, he held her in his arms, controlled the back of Feng Canglan's head with one hand and kissed softly, "That's enough."

Continuously absorbing, Feng Canglan was almost suffocated by his kiss.

Sensing that the opposite party is sucking to moisten his lips and throat, Feng Canglan took a bite.

Zong Zhengyu was in pain but didn't let go, and changed his position to kiss more deeply.

"Lanlan... I'm so happy." After a long time, he let go of Feng Canglan, his voice full of joy.

Those dark black pupils that hide tiredness look at Feng Canglan hot and focused, and the deep affection, tenderness and strong joy in them almost overflow.

Feng Canglan's cheeks were stained with a thin layer of red, and her fair cheeks were stained with a three-point peach pink, which made people's hearts flutter and fascinated.

"What are you happy about?" Subconsciously asked, looking at Zong Zhengyu with doubts in his eyes.

Zong Zhengyu chuckled, and rubbed the tip of Feng Canglan's nose affectionately, "Happy, Lan'er is jealous."

Jealous because I saw him walking with other women.

Speaking of being jealous, Feng Canglan retorted subconsciously, firmly refusing to admit it, "I'm not jealous!"

"Just now I was going to say that the girl was born with a water spirit, or else..." Before she finished speaking, she swallowed the rest of the words to Shang Zong Zhengyu's abyss-like eyes filled with warning.

"How's your leg? Does it still hurt?"

"It's healed, and the wound on my face is also healed." At this point, she moved closer and blinked her Qiushui eyes, "See if I am more beautiful."

"Lan'er has always been beautiful."

"Hmph, that's necessary." She was a little arrogant, and turned her eyes to the busy group of people, "When are we going back to the imperial city?"

Now that most of the people have been rescued, and the rebuilding is taking place slowly, there is no need for them to stay here any longer.

The main reason for wanting to go back soon is because of the poison in Zong Zhengyu's body.

She had to go back and refine the crystal orchid as soon as possible, so that she could detoxify as soon as possible and feel at ease sooner.

"Look, you've lost a lot of weight in half a month, and you've become ugly." She held Zong Zhengyu's face back and forth, looked around, and finally felt quite disgusted.

Zong Zhengyu touched his face subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Let's leave tomorrow, let them rest for a day."

The next thing is to rebuild, Zong Zhengyu doesn't need to continue guarding, so he goes back to the White Mansion together with Feng Canglan.

Just entering the White House, the playfulness and laughter inside stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked at this side together, their eyes shifted from Feng Canglan to Zong Zhengyu.

In the past half month, Zong Zhengyu became very famous in Yunzhong City, and everyone in the White House has naturally heard of it.

Thinking of the nobleman that the magistrate said, Master Bai immediately understood, "The grass-roots people pay respects to your lord."

(End of this chapter)