The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 584 I Was Born Because Of You, So I Should Be With You

The cold voice overflowed with laughter, with a hint of joy of victory.

Feng Canglan hugged Liu Cang, took a deep breath and opened his eyes, staring at the silhouette drinking tea quietly by the window, "I promise you, when will you save Liu Cang?"

"Of course we need to be saved."

Jun Shiyu put down the teacup that was emitting white smoke, and walked slowly to Feng Canglan.

His gaze passed over the weak and pale child, who was as angry as gossamer, and fell on Feng Canglan's face, "However, there is one thing to be done first."

"What's the matter!?" Feng Canglan asked intently, her reddened Qiushui eyes were full of anxiety.

"Of course it is..." Jun Shiyu took a step closer, and raised his hand to remove Feng Canglan's hairpin that fixed her bun.

The three thousand blue hairs let out, coupled with Feng Canglan's red eyes, the tears in her beautiful eyes are even more pitiful, making me feel pity.

His movements caused Feng Canglan's pupils to tremble, and his pale lips moved slightly.

Etiquette is emphasized here, and you must not dishevel your hair in front of outsiders when you go out.

You can't even have your hair disheveled at ordinary times!
only...

Jun Shiyu's intention to remove the hairpin is very obvious.

"Of course we should stay together with Kankan first, and then save Liucang."

"Otherwise, Liucang is cured, what should I do if Lanlan regrets it?"

Jun Shiyu's pale hand caressed Feng Canglan's cheek, the cold touch was like a poisonous snake coiling around.

Feng Canglan resisted the urge to retreat, clenched his back molars, closed his eyes and replied, "Okay."

A good word almost used up all of Feng Canglan's strength.

With Feng Canglan's permission, the movements of Jun Shiyu's hands became more presumptuous, from the cheeks to the neck, and finally landed on the skirt of the clothes.

Noticing Liu Cang in her arms, a trace of disgust flashed in the fox's eyes, "Although Liu Cang is small, it's better not to let him see some scenes."

"Come on!"

When he called out, the door of the wing room was pushed open, and Xiang Ling stepped in, "Your Majesty."

Seeing Feng Canglan from the corner of her lowered eyes, she subconsciously tightened her hands.

"Take Liu Cang out, and I will discuss the remuneration with Lanlan in detail."

Xiangling raised her head, took a few steps forward and took the child away from her arms.

Feng Canglan gripped her hands tightly, not letting go.

"Does Lan Lan want Liu Cang to be there? If so..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Canglan let go of his tight hands.

Xiangling took the child, glanced at Feng Canglan with disheveled hair strangely, and then wanted to look at Jun Shiyu's voice, "Xiangling."

The cold, thin voice was completely different from when he called Lanlan just now.

Xiangling paused for a moment, then immediately withdrew her gaze and left with Liu Cang in her arms.

"Crack!" The door closed, only Feng Canglan and Jun Shiyu were left in the wing room.

Jun Shiyu caressed Feng Canglan's cheek with his fingers, slowly raised his hand and landed on his skirt, and untied it little by little.

The eyelashes of Feng Canglan's empty eyes trembled slightly, and the hands under the cuffs were clenched tightly.

The nails are almost embedded in the flesh.

"Lanlan, take it easy, don't be nervous."

After saying this, Feng Canglan trembled even more, a tear fell on the back of Jun Shiyu's hand as he unbuttoned his clothes from the corner of his tense jaw.

He paused in his hands, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Feng Canglan's face.

Holding the snow cheeks in both hands, he leaned over and lowered his head.

Sensing the movement on the other side, Feng Canglan avoided it physiologically.

This evasive action caused Jun Shiyu's fox eyes to look crazy, he pinched Feng Canglan's jaw to force him to turn around, "Lan Lan, what are you doing here today?"

boom--

Feng Canglan only felt an explosion sound in his head, and his lowered eyes lifted up, filled with mist.

Jun Shiyu's breathing was stagnant, and he loosened his grip on Feng Canglan, his focused gaze fell from the bloodless lips to the tear-stained corners of his eyes.

Bending down and bowing his head, kissing the rolling teardrops.

Feng Canglan's back stiffened, and his whole body seemed to be petrified.

Blood-red color overflowed from the tightly packed palm.

"Lanlan, do you know how long I have been fantasizing about this day?"

"Every day and night, I wonder when this will happen."

His cold voice was slightly hoarse, watching Feng Canglan's tight Adam's apple rolling.

"I'm going crazy thinking about it, you know?"

"Today! My wish finally came true."

Feng Canglan choked his neck and looked at her, his tearful Qiushui eyes filled with nausea and disgust.

This gaze was like a sharp sword piercing Jun Shiyu's heart, and the fresh and fiery heart stabbed out of his hands was dripping with blood.

Jun Shiyu's movements of kissing the teardrops froze, and he closed his eyes and left, "Lan Lan, do you hate me so much now?"

His sickly pale fingers rested on his waist, and he untied it slowly, the belt, outer robe, and inner lining fell to the ground one by one.

The abnormally pale skin was exposed to the air, and two words engraved in ink on the chest appeared impressively.

"Lanlan, look."

He looked at the two words on his chest, "I carved this before."

"The name is engraved on my chest, Lan Lan is on my heart."

From the moment Jun Shiyu took off his clothes, Feng Canglan looked sideways.

Seeing that Feng Canglan didn't want to look at her, Jun Shiyu was not annoyed, and caressed the word "Lanlan" on his chest over and over again.

"I don't ask much, I just...want to be like Zong Zhengyu and have you like him."

"Even if it is shared with him, I can do it."

"Lanlan..." he begged in a low voice, like a drowning man begging for help from people on the shore, "I only have you, and I have nothing but you."

"I was born because of you, and I was born to be with you."

"Lanlan, look at me..."

Noisily begged, noisily called, but did not get a look from Feng Canglan.

There were turbulent waves in his fox eyes, and sick love and madness flickered in the dark pupils, "It's okay, it's okay."

"It's okay if you don't look at me."

He walked up to Feng Canglan, with a smile on his pale face that made one's scalp tingle.

Tilting his head and watching the clothes being unbuttoned one by one, the smile on his face grew brighter.

All the clothes were taken off, leaving only a royal blue bellyband.

The blue-lined Feng Canglan's skin is better than snow, gentle and graceful.

The scattered black hair contrasted sharply with Sai Xue's skin, black and white, and stimulated the nerves of the brain.

"Lanlan, if I didn't approach you with a purpose, and didn't deliberately pretend to be your ideal type, would you fall in love with me?"

After speaking, he waited for Feng Canglan's answer with burning eyes.

Feng Canglan's pupils moved slightly, and his eyes flicked past him, and his voice was extremely cold, "There are no ifs in this world."

"So, I won't fall in love with you either."

Jun Shiyu's fox eyes twitched with darkness, and the sickness and madness overflowed his eyes, "Hahaha!"

"Lan Lan, Lan Lan, why don't you want to lie to me?"

"It's like lying to Zong Zhengyu, you don't want to lie to me even once!"

He approached fiercely, squeezed Feng Canglan's arm and threw it on the bed, "If that's the case, let's get down to business."

Feng Canglan slammed it hard, subconsciously avoiding Jun Shiyu's voice sounded again, "Liu Cang looks like he won't last long."

There was a pause in her avoidance, and the mechanization returned to its original position.

Seeing this scene, Jun Shiyu smiled in satisfaction, "Undress me."

Feng Canglan froze, and reached out to take off Jun Shiyu's half-open lining.

As soon as he touched her, Jun Shiyu grabbed her wrist and pressed her on the bed, "Let me undress Lan Lan."

His fingertips pinched the rope tied to his back and slowly pulled it.

"boom--"

(End of this chapter)