The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 482 Too bitter, remember to add sugar
The door was pushed open with a "boom", and Hua Shuqing, who was feeding the medicine, paused in his hands, and a spoonful of abortion medicine was sprinkled on Feng Canglan's skirt.

He pressed his sword eyebrows and looked towards the door, and the palace merchant did the same.

Seeing Zong Zhengyu who came in, thinking that the lady's depression and anger were all because of him, she instantly became angry, "What is the prince doing here?"

"Oh, my lord is here to say goodbye to your unborn child, right?" Her sarcastic tone was full of sarcasm, "Now that your lord has wished, are you still happy?"

Hua Shuqing glanced at him, took another spoonful of soup and fed it to Feng Canglan, but Zong Zhengyu teleported over before he touched it, snatching it away with the spoon and medicine bowl.

This scene made the two of them vigilant, and the palace merchant was the most victorious, "What? Your lord, do you want to send your flesh and blood on the road yourself?"

Her voice was passionate and full of anger.

On the bed, Feng Canglan woke up quietly, and the angry words of Gong Shang came to his ears.

The vocabulary of personally sending flesh and blood on the road awakened Feng Canglan instantly.

With exceptionally clear thoughts, she licked the bitter taste at the corner of her mouth. She knew what this taste was the moment she woke up.

The three people next to him were still arguing, but none of them noticed that the comatose Feng Canglan had woken up.

She turned her head to look at the three people who were facing each other, and her eyes focused on the medicine bowl and spoon in Zong Zhengyu's hand. The taste coming out of it was exactly the same as the taste in her mouth. No matter how much she tried to deceive herself, she couldn't.

She thought that Zong Zhengyu had a wife and a child inexplicably because he had forgotten everything and couldn't remember.That's why they repel or even loathe them, and they don't accept them.

But this child is right, it is still a life, and it is still his flesh and blood.

She took it for granted, even if she still had his flesh and blood in her belly, with his character, she would never show mercy.

It's been so long, she has forgotten that Zong Zhengyu also wanted to kill her at the beginning.

I made thousands of excuses for Zong Zhengyu in my heart, but it was still painful to breathe like cutting flesh.

The wet eye sockets were filled with tears at some point, and they flowed down silently, slid between the hair, and dripped onto the soft pillow, soaking a large area.

The cold current surged between the two of them, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Gong Shang looked at the two people who were facing each other, and leaned towards Hua Shuqing. The two formed an alliance, and when they were about to pass by, Feng Canglan, who was unconscious on the bed from the corner of his eye, opened his eyes at some point, "Miss!"

She let out an exclamation, interrupting the two people who were full of gunpowder.

The two turned their heads at the same time, and a tear rolled down from the tip of Feng Canglan's eyes, which made their hearts tremble.

Her eyes were red, the tails of her eyes were moist, and there were still tears on her face with a bright smile, "I'm a little tired, I want to rest alone, you all go out first."

There was no hoarse roar, no hysterical questioning.

There was only a bright smile, and a soft voice saying that he wanted to rest alone.

It was different from what everyone had imagined, and this abnormality made the three of them feel a bad feeling in their hearts.

Seeing the shocked expressions in the eyes of the three of them, she paused, and said softly, "What's wrong? Did I scare you when I woke up?"

"I'm really sorry." Her eyes swept over the three of them, and finally fixed on the bowl in Zong Zhengyu's hand, "I don't like this, it's too bitter."

"Next time you want me to drink it, remember to add sugar."

What she said made Hua Shu's clear eyes narrow in surprise, and his eyes fell on the medicine bowl in Zong Zhengyu's hand, and he instantly understood what was going on.

Feng Canglan is an immortal doctor with ghost hands, he tasted the medicine in his mouth just now, and now the medicine bowl is in Zong Zhengyu's hands, and he had always said before that he would not keep this child.She misunderstood that Zong Zhengyu gave her the abortion pill while she was drowsy.

Realizing this, Hua Shuqing's lips slightly raised, this might be a good start.

Hua Shuqing understood, and Zong Zhengyu naturally understood too.Seeing Feng Canglan staring silently at the soup bowl in his hand, his expression sank, and he subconsciously argued, "I didn't make this soup."

"Go out, I'm so tired and want to rest."

She withdrew her gaze and stared blankly at the ceiling, giving off a sense of hopelessness as if her life had come to an end.

The sad and sad atmosphere made Zong Zhengyu's chest ache, as if someone had stabbed a dagger in his heart, "This abortion pill..."

As soon as he spoke, Feng Canglan's originally calm voice was suddenly interrupted, "I want to rest!"

The ear-piercing voice was extraordinarily sharp, scaring everyone.

After the high-pitched voice, Feng Canglan's gentle and weak voice said, "I beg you, I'm really tired, very tired, let me rest for a while, okay?"

"Whether you want to fight or want to fight, go out and deal with it."

After Feng Canglan's calm words, there was an indisputable shock that could not be resisted.

Hua Shuqing is familiar with Feng Canglan's character, and knows that she is enduring now, so she leaves without saying anything.Zong Zhengyu also followed out when he came back.

Gong Shang watched carefully from the side, wanted to say to stay with him but was driven away by Feng Canglan, "You go out too."

The unspoken words could only be swallowed back, Gong Shang turned and left, leaving a message to call me when he closed the door, and the room completely returned to silence.

There is no rattling swords, no gunpowder, only silent stillness.

Feng Canglan stared blankly at the ceiling, her firm eyes became erratic and confused.

Suddenly, she hugged the quilt and buried her whole body under the quilt.

The quilt shook slightly, and there was a whimpering sound from below, which was very clear in the quiet room.

After a long time, Feng Canglan got out of the quilt again, her autumn water eyes were very red, the pear blossoms were raining, and she was very pitiful.But those eyes that have been washed by tears are not as firm and persistent as before, and there is a little more calmness under the bright eyes.

After this incident, the atmosphere in the palace became strange.Feng Canglan is still the same as usual, checking in every day to deliver pastries and delicacies, and asking about the health and wellness every day.And Zong Zhengyu still kept people away as usual, especially after leaving the hospital, he could clearly feel that he was deliberately avoiding.

Regarding this, Feng Canglan did not hold back as usual, and every time she was sent over, she was turned away to ask for love, saying that the prince was not there and the prince was busy.

Feng Canglan nodded, then ordered the prince to eat, and told the prince to pay attention to rest.This goes on and on again, even if he can't see Feng Canglan, he will come every day, just like morning and evening.

After being rejected, he went back to the hospital, closing the door and not knowing what he was doing.

Today, Feng Canglan was turned away again, and returned to the hospital as usual, but when he walked to the garden, he heard a burst of laughter.That laughter was as clear as a silver bell, pure and clean, as if it had never been stained by the filth of the world.

She turned her head sideways, followed her prestige, and saw a bright and eye-catching red in the snow and ice all over the sky——

(End of this chapter)