The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 495 Long Live My Emperor Long Live Long Live!
Feng Canglan's pupils trembled, his heart sank rapidly, and his limbs were cold.

Sensing the flash of shock, Zong Zhengyu turned his eyes away and dared not look at the emotions behind him, "Lan'er, you should stay in the painting mansion first, and I will come to you after I have dealt with the outside affairs."

"It's safer for you to stay in Huafu now."

After leaving some words, Zong Zhengyu stepped out of the room.

Feng Canglan followed to the door without making a sound, watching the figure until it completely disappeared from sight.

He closed the door with both hands, went back to the table, and saw the light seeping in from the wooden window next to him, fixed his eyes on the things in his hands, and his eyes were like a torch with frost in his eyes.

There is a bunch of hay in his hand, which is a common medicinal herb. This kind of medicinal material can make people irritable, and in severe cases, they can even lose control of their emotions.

Zong Zhengyu had an extreme temper in the first place, and with the blessing of this herb, it is not difficult to understand that his emotions were out of control just now.

So... who put this on Zong Zhengyu?
Although Zong Zhengyu has an extreme personality, he doesn't care about ordinary things at all, and there will be no mood swings.The few mood swings she knew were all because of her.

Obviously, the herb dispenser also knew, and also knew that Zong Zhengyu had been arguing with her during this period of time.Putting it on him at this time, once the mood fluctuates, it can't be controlled at all.

Once people can't control their emotions, they can do anything, especially Zong Zhengyu.Normally he can do anything.

Don't know when the herb was put there, but it's for sure.This was more aimed at her than Zong Zhengyu.

Even if this herb can easily make people irritable and irritable, and can devour the whole body even on the basis of irritability, it will not be affected if there are no mood swings.

When there were quarrels and conflicts, if Zong Zhengyu made drastic moves, even harmful ones.

Feng Canglan lowered her eyebrows and thought calmly. If Zong Zhengyu had not controlled herself and hit her or scolded her just now, in such a situation where the relationship between the two had been quarreling and the relationship was rigid, the relationship between the two would only deteriorate further, and even resolutely reconcile.

The person who put the herbs probably came here for this.

Provoke the relationship between the two!

Zong Zhengyu was so emotional that he hit her, and since she didn't know the inside story, she would really move forward step by step according to the opposite party's plan.

It's just... what the other side didn't expect was that she could be good at medicine.

His cold eyes focused on the tiny dry herbs in his palm, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

Think of people who might do it.

"Gong Shang." A chilly voice sounded, and the palace merchant outside the courtyard heard the shout and walked in quickly, "Miss."

"Pay attention to Zong Zhengyu's movements during this period, and report to me every day."

"Yes."

Gong Shang nodded and left, leaving only Feng Canglan in the room again.

She tightly held the hand holding the herbal medicine, her autumn water eyes were deeply narrowed, and the clear pupils were full of coldness.

Zong Zhengyu himself has not been here since he left the painting mansion, but Wen Qingwen Wendao came here on time every day, and what he brought was Feng Canglan's favorite fruits or meals.

Occasionally there are some novel gadgets, or things that can pass the time.

Knowing that Feng Canglan is not keen on gold and silver jewelry and clothing, most of the gifts are for eating and killing time.

Every day is set at a fixed time, and half a month has passed like this.

Feng Canglan lived peacefully in the painting mansion, but earth-shaking changes have taken place in the imperial city.

The emperor of Xingyun Kingdom passed away, leaving only two branches of the royal family, Zong Zhengye and Zong Zhengyu.

Zong Zhengye was thrown into prison by Zong Zhengyu, and now Xingyun Kingdom is the regent and supervisor of the country.

After the emperor's funeral, the new emperor should ascend the throne, but Zong Zhengyu showed no signs of holding the enthronement ceremony.No one dared to say a word about doing the emperor's affairs as the regent.

Except for the turmoil and panic in the first three days, after the imperial city was unsealed, what the people's envoys should do, it was as usual or even better than before.

The people don't care who is the emperor, they only care about who is better for the people after becoming the emperor.

Zong Zhengyu's reputation was well-known during the earthquake before, and No.1 Mou Yunchao was his concubine, so he had a high impression score in the hearts of the people.When the emperor died, he was flustered for two days, and everyone should do what to do afterwards.

With the coming of the new year, every household began to arrange new year's goods, and the red lanterns hung high outside the eaves did not look like the emperor who had just died.

There are three fires for a new official to take office, not to mention that this official has not been in office since he is not normal, and the ministers are also in panic all day long.

Finally, a minister couldn't hold back the oppressive atmosphere, and stood up in the early court, "Regent, the country cannot live without a king."

"The late emperor left quickly, and the ministers were also very sad, but the Xingyun Kingdom is more important. I hope the regent ascends the throne as soon as possible and lead the Xingyun Kingdom to prosperity." A sonorous and forceful voice floated in the Golden Luan Hall, and the other ministers stared at the kneeling in astonishment. The minister who asked Zong Zhengyu to ascend the throne on the ground.

When some ministers were shocked, other ministers seemed to have been opened up to the two channels of Ren and Du, and knelt down to petition, "Please regent ascend the throne as soon as possible, and lead Xingyun Kingdom to prosperity."

There were fewer and fewer ministers standing on the Golden Luan Hall, and finally they all knelt on the ground, and the voices of petitions continued.

Zong Zhengyu stood beside the dragon chair, half a month had made him cold and stern, and his whole body exuded a threatening chill.

During this period of time, he dealt with the big and small affairs of the court day and night, as if he was incarnated as a lifeless machine.Such a treacherous appearance scared the ministers enough, and they dared not slack off even if the emperor did not rest.

No matter how hard and tired I dare not complain a little bit, but when I get behind my back, I will complain endlessly.

Looking forward to when the regent will ascend the throne and when it will return to normal, so that they can take a breath, or they will die suddenly from exhaustion sooner or later.

"The mourning period for the first emperor has not yet expired." Zong Zhengyu's deep voice lacked any warmth.The minister kneeling on the ground hurriedly said, "A country cannot be without a king for a day, besides, the envoy is still in the Xingyun Kingdom, so it is difficult to explain if something happens."

"If the late emperor knew about it, he must have also approved of the regent's ascension to the throne."

One person spoke, and the others echoed one after another.

Zong Zhengyu stood above with his hands behind his back. In Ruifeng's long and narrow eyes, there was no warmth as he glanced at the crowd, and his deep voice was cold, "In this case, I will be enthroned tomorrow, and everything will be kept simple."

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The ministers shouted in unison, and the voice resounded through the sky, and it lasted for a long time in the Jinluan Hall.

Originally thought that Zong Zhengyu would take a rest today when he ascended the throne tomorrow, but as a result, several ministers were called to the imperial study as early as the morning.

As soon as Zong Zhengyu left, the ministers who were named were all sad and miserable.Quickly catching up with Feng Jiang who left, the minister was full of flattery and flattery, "General Feng, you see that the emperor's dealing with things day and night is not good for his health."

"You are the head of the country, you are going to persuade the emperor to pay attention to your health."

Several other ministers who were called to go to the imperial study also surrounded them, and they surrounded Feng Jiang with good words.

In such a siege, Feng Jiang failed to fend off the ghosts, almost nodded his head and went to the imperial study with several ministers.The ministers did not dare to go in with them, and usurped Feng Jiang to go in first.

Looking at the majestic and solemn imperial study, Feng Jiang went in with his head down.

In the hall, Zong Zhengyu was immersed in reviewing the memorial. He didn't lift his head when he heard the footsteps coming in. The deep voice made people straighten their backs for no reason, "Look at these."

The zhezi was thrown on the ground, Feng Jiang picked it up with a slightly stiff face.Those who wanted to leave the imperial study room were still waiting, and tried to persuade them, only to realize that they had no position at all.Feng Canglan is not his daughter at all.

After hesitating for a long time, Feng Jiang finally opened his mouth, "Your Majesty, pay attention to your body. If you are tired, Lan'er..." At this point, Feng Jiang changed his address, "The Empress will be worried."

Zong Zhengyu paused for reviewing the vermilion pen, opened his eyes, his dark eyes were as sharp as a falcon——

(End of this chapter)