The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 636 Master, let me introduce, my husband, Zong Zhengyu

Yunya's pupils trembled, and she stood at the entrance of the hall and stared blankly.

The sudden voice brought back Feng Canglan's sinking rationality, and the hand on Zong Zhengyu's broad shoulders hurriedly pushed him away.

As soon as he moved, Zong Zhengyu grabbed his wrist, not only did not let go of the restrained kiss, but he was presumptuous.

The kiss on the other side was even more aggressive, Feng Canglan pushed and shoved, and a broken voice escaped from the gap of the kiss, "Yu Yu...someone is here."

Zong Zhengyu opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yun Ya at the door, his dark pupils were like a bottomless abyss.

Their gazes collided, and Yunya's pupils froze.

Zong Zhengyu withdrew his gaze, grasped Feng Canglan's hand and changed his posture, his dark eyes were full of possessiveness, "It's okay."

Yun Ya stood outside the hall, and after changing her posture, she could clearly and clearly see the intense kiss between the two.

A heart keeps sinking, falling into the ice cellar and being frozen instantly.

Her pale, bloodless face became even paler, and she stood there as if struck by thunder.

"Yu Yu." Feng Canglan's urgent voice sounded, Zong Zhengyu suppressed the terrifying possessiveness in his eyes and reluctantly left.

Looking at the flushed and panting cheeks that were kissed, and focusing on the delicate and charming red lips, the dark phoenix eyes twitched, and he pursed his lips and rolled his Adam's apple.

The gaze on the other side was too straightforward, and Feng Canglan's already flushed face was even more blush.

Quickly suppressing the messy thoughts in his head, he turned around and looked back, only to see Yunya standing at the gate of the palace for an unknown how long.

It's embarrassing to be seen by outsiders to make out!
Thinking of Zong Zhengyu who made a fool of herself, she squinted coldly.

Zong Zhengyu stared at the ravaged red lips and looked away calmly, and wrapped his long arms around Feng Canglan's slender waist in an absolutely possessive posture.

With a sudden hug, Feng Canglan threw herself into Zong Zhengyu's arms, she raised her head and glared angrily, her cheeks were burning.

Wanting to teach him a lesson, he remembered that there were people outside the hall. He looked sideways at Yun Ya who was dressed in white at the entrance of the hall, "Master, why are you here?"

The cold voice was hoarse with a touch of emotion. It was obviously a very normal sentence, but when she said it, it felt a little sentimental and affectionate.

"I..." Yunya's thin lips lifted slightly, her lavender pupils stared at her crimson cheeks, and those pupils that looked forward to shine.

Clear and transparent, like the sea of ​​stars.

In the arms of a man, there is no resistance, no resistance, so it is not coercion.

"Cough..." I don't know how long I've been on the other side, and what I saw, Feng Canglan awkwardly changed the subject, "By the way, let me introduce you."

She glanced at Yunya, and explained to Zong Zhengyu, "This is Master Yunya."

After speaking, he looked at Yunya again, pointed at Zong Zhengyu, "Master, this is my husband, Zong Zhengyu."

Her introduction implied mystery, explanation to Zong Zhengyu, introduction to Yunya.

Yuyu is a big vinegar jar, if he knows the whole story, he will probably drink a few more jars, so he should get a vaccination first.

The two of them obviously heard her introduction with a hint of mystery.

Hearing the words "Master Yunya", Yunya's eyes flashed a few traces of sadness.

Master Yunya.

In her heart, she has been alienated so far.

The next sentence, Husband Zong Zhengyu, made Yun Ya startled even more.

Reasonable, unexpected.

With Ling'er's temperament, no one can force her except her willingness, seeing that there is no resistance and disgust in her eyes, this man can only be - Zong Zhengyu!

The husband Ling'er has been looking for.

"Thank you, Master, for taking care of Lan'er recently. Zong Zhengyu is very grateful." Zong Zhengyu's deep voice sounded, and the gentle voice carried an irresistible magic power.

"Ling'er is my disciple, so I should take care of her."

In other words, you don't need to thank me.

Sparks flew between the two, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.

The air froze for a moment.

Her eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and when she noticed the atmosphere between them, she coughed lightly to break the calm, "Is there something wrong, Master?"

"A little bit." Yunya's gaze shifted from Zong Zhengyu to Feng Canglan, "Ling'er, come out for a moment, I have something to tell you."

"Row."

Feng Canglan was about to follow when he started, but the hands around his waist were tightly hugged, and he didn't have the slightest intention of letting go.

"Yuyu, I'll be back soon." She also wanted to see what happened to Yunya.

What can happen.

"No." Zong Zhengyu frowned lightly, looking like a child throwing a tantrum.

Zong Zhengyu, who had always been absolutely strong in front of her, rarely showed such an appearance.

Seeing him like this, Feng Canglan stared in surprise.

Yun Ya, who was leaving, saw that the person did not move to look back, and saw the two people in the hall looking at each other affectionately.

He wanted to look away, but found that he couldn't look away at all, so he stared fixedly at the two people inside.

"Yu Yu." She called out helplessly, knowing that Zong Zhengyu was starting to get jealous.

The essential!

She has no resistance to Yu Yu's image of petty grievances and awkwardness at all!

"Don't make trouble, just a little while."

No matter what Feng Canglan said, Zong Zhengyu showed no sign of letting go.

She sighed helplessly, clung to Zong Zhengyu's broad shoulders with both hands, and pecked lightly on Zong Zhengyu's cheek with her tiptoe, "Be good, soon, soon, for a while."

The cold voice was so soft and sweet, it melted the hearts of those who listened to it.

Zong Zhengyu's heart was unbelievably soft, the softest part collapsed, and he reluctantly agreed in a muffled voice, "Well, come back soon."

He looked very much like a little daughter-in-law looking forward to her husband's return home, Feng Canglan didn't show it on the surface, but the corners of his mouth rose wildly, "Wait for me here."

After leaving these words, she followed and stepped out of the palace gate.

Yunya, who was watching the whole process, turned her eyes to Feng Canglan, noticed the smile on her face, noticed her eyes that were about to overflow with joy, and her heart ached.

At this moment, a huge sense of loss came.

A naked reality lay before her eyes, that Ling'er really fell in love with someone else.

When this thought came up, he was short of breath, only felt that what he breathed in were sharp knives, the thickest pierced into his heart.

"Master, what do you want to say?"

When there was no one around the courtyard, Feng Canglan stopped.

His voice was very different from when he was facing Zong Zhengyu. There was no Jiao Didi just now, but at this moment it was only suffocatingly cold.

Yunya's heart trembled wildly, and she raised her silver eyelashes slightly to stare at the person in front of her, "Ling'er, you have changed a lot."

"You wouldn't be like this before, let alone act like a baby to anyone."

After being together for so many years, Ling'er has never acted like a baby with him.

Every time she came to look for questions about practice or studies, she would immerse herself in cultivation after she finished asking.

Even...after expressing her heart, she never acted like a baby to him.

She is like a green pine and green bamboo, unbending and unyielding.

Now, to be so coquettish with other men.

"Master, I'm not Ling'er, I'm Feng Canglan." She explained again, with a colder voice, "Changing nature will change, even people will change."

"Tell me what's up, Master." She urged in a cold voice, Yunya's lavender pupils flashed a little hurt, "Ling'er, you can't be with Zong Zhengyu."

(End of this chapter)