The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 485 I thought I made a mistake
Zong Zhengyu's words, his emotions, and his vicious words are opposite.

She couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to give up.

"It's impossible to remember, impossible!" Her low voice was full of hopelessness and despair.

Although Zong Zhengyu was a dark road with no light in the past, at least there was a way for her to work hard and walk down with a strong determination.Even if you can't see the light, you can break through.

But now, it is a completely dark dead end, with no road ahead and no direction to work hard at.

"Gong Shang, I'm really, really tired." She couldn't hold on anymore, she wanted to give up, really wanted to give up.

Feng Canglan collapsed and fell into Gong Shang's arms, with his whole head buried in his chest.The soft whimpering and trembling shoulders all indicated that she was crying, and crying very sadly, very hard.

Gong Shang looked at the person in his arms, and the deer's eyes were full of distress.

The young lady in the past was so reckless and unrestrained, she might be heartless, but this situation will definitely not happen now.

Crying, following the young lady, I had never seen her before arriving at the Prince Regent's Mansion.

Even if the young lady was poisoned in her body back then, she didn't shed a single tear when she knew she was going to die soon, but now she is crying like this because of one person.

"Miss." Gong Shang's soft voice comforted, "If you are really too tired and can't hold on, then give up."

The current prince is no longer worthy of the young lady.How good the prince was to the young lady in the past, how bad it is now.

Although I don't know what caused the two people to become what they are now, but no matter what the two quarreled, they shouldn't talk about abortion.

"But..." Zong Zhengyu became like this because of her, "You don't know...you don't know anything."

After wiping away the tears, Feng Canglan's eyes were red, and the corners of his eyes were moist, "Go ahead, I'll go back and have a rest."

After finishing these words weakly, Feng Canglan turned and entered the room.

Gong Shang frowned, looking at the closed door, the brows almost formed a "Chuan".

In the end, he could only look back, turn around and leave.

Inside the room, Feng Canglan walked towards the desk lightly, and removed the neatly arranged books on it, exposing the lower piece of paper with three orthographic characters written on it.

She picked up the pen, and wrote an orthographic character stroke by stroke at the end, her movements were gentle and solemn.After writing a word, I continued to write another stroke. This action of picking up the pen and putting it down was much faster than before.

I just finished writing one stroke after another, and the force was so strong that the word was completely destroyed.Looking at the damaged orthographic characters, Feng Canglan firmly raised her hand to write a vertical line, and when she asked for the next gesture, her hand suddenly froze in place.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and passed quickly between raising his hands.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Canglan's eyes focused, looking at the rice paper that was just short of the last word, the hand holding the pen kept trembling.

The memories of being with Zong Zhengyu flashed through his mind, and finally the picture was frozen in Zong Zhengyu's half kneeling on the ground, looking at her with blood-red eyes, ordering her in an almost begging tone, don't forget, don't forget.

"Slap!" Feng Canglan's pen-holding hand slapped the table with a "slap", and the ink from the pen tip splashed and landed on the table, the ground, and her hand.

Putting away the rice paper and pressing the stack of books back, she turned and went back to the bed.

Sitting next to the bed, covering his forehead with his slender hands, he could feel irritable and helpless without seeing his emotions.

room full of silence

On the other side of the study room, the atmosphere didn't improve in the slightest because of Feng Canglan's departure, the atmosphere was particularly depressed after she left.

Several subordinates lowered their heads the whole time, listening to Zong Zhengyu's icy and cold voice, it didn't look like discussing matters at all, but like rushing to the execution ground.

"That's it, at the fastest speed, I don't want to procrastinate." Zong Zhengyu's magnetic voice was full of urgency, and the unquestionable and coercive tone in his tone made several subordinates nod quickly. Zong Zhengyu was provoked a little later.

"But..." The subordinate who said that there was no incense just now said in a daze, "The envoys of other countries are still there, if it is implemented now..." Once this matter starts, those envoys may be Not easy to handle.

Zong Zhengyu opened his eyes, his pupils like a cold pool exuded a chill, "Then let them stay in the station well, otherwise there will be no death or injury."

A horrific chill gushed out, and several subordinates had difficulty breathing due to the evil pressure, so they could only bite the bullet and respond, "Understood."

"Quick!" Zong Zhengyu added another quick word, and the subordinate nodded and left directly.

In the study

Only Zong Zhengyu was left alone. He closed his eyes and leaned on the grand master's chair.

After a long time, the eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened the eyes.

In the study room where he was alone, a man in a black cloak appeared out of thin air.

The black completely envelops it, only one black shadow can be seen standing there, and the others cannot be seen at all.

The upright black figure bent down, picked up the picture scroll that had been torn in two on the ground and put it back together, seeing the woman's upright back in the picture, he suddenly paused.

Then a heavy metal voice sounded slowly, "I thought I had made a mistake."

"I didn't expect it was really you, you haven't..." Halfway through the words, he suddenly stopped and put the two torn pieces of the painting together.

Zong Zhengyu's pupils were as sharp as ink, and his long and narrow Ruifeng eyes were narrowed coldly.

The two looked at each other, and Zong Zhengyu could only see a figure in black and smiled lightly.

The black cloak slowly came to the desk, and Zong Zhengyu's indifferent and cold voice sounded unhurriedly before speaking, "I know you?"

The black shadow paused slightly, and a chilly voice overflowed, "It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, sooner or later we will."

"No matter what's going on with you now, don't reach out to Feng Canglan, otherwise..." Before he finished speaking, Zong Zhengyu sneered, "What? Are you going to fight for her?"

"You'll know when you try it."

A heavy metal sound came from under the cloak, and when the sound ended, the person in the black cloak had disappeared.

Zong Zhengyu crossed his knuckle fingers on the desk, and his thin lips evoked a cold smile.

Ever since she was yelled at in front of others, Feng Canglan never went to the study to deliver things to Zong Zhengyu, and she stopped asking her about her health and wellness every day, staying in the room was nothing but a daze.

The regent's mansion lived in peace.

However, the imperial city was undercurrents, and all the envoys still in Xingyun were required to stay in the station.

During the period, an envoy who thought his country had some strength made a big fuss because of this incident. As a result, a large number of banned guards surrounded the post station.

The noisy envoys fell silent instantly, and the other dissatisfied ministers fell silent when they saw this scene.Looking out from the post station, the guards outside are all very skilled, guessing that something big may be about to happen in the imperial city.

In the wing

Jun Shiyu looked at the scene on the street through the gap in the wooden window, "Guess when Feng Canglan will come to the hall at the latest?"

(End of this chapter)