The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 65 Yes, I can give it to you, but if you don't, I can still give it to you!
"It's about the same age, and it's my savior again."

He does not mean that.

Zong Zhengyu watched Feng Canglan, his eyes moved inch by inch on her fair and tender cheeks.

Fifteen, the same age as flowers.

Looking down at himself again, he will be thirty soon.

The sudden silence made Feng Canglan restless, thinking of what happened last night, she decided to take the initiative, and suddenly held her mouth and stretched out her hand.

Zong Zhengyu turned the wheelchair over, and Feng Canglan threw himself into his arms, "My lord, Canglan was scared to death last night."

"I was putting on a mask for the prince, and the back of my head hurt. When I woke up, I was in the prison."

"A man in a black robe and a black dragon mask was robbing the prison, and even arrested me to make way for the jailer, throwing me to block arrows."

"Look, my lord, this is what still hurts now."

She lowered her head, brushed her hair aside, and showed Zong Zhengyu the bruise on the back of her head.

His eyes fell on the bruised place on the back of his head, Zong Zhengyu leaned over and kissed the wound, and his words were a promise, "It won't happen in the future."

The sudden kiss made Feng Canglan's back stiff.

Zong Zhengyu's behavior is a bit weird.

While she was in a daze, Zong Zhengyu raised her injured hand and kissed it lightly, then reached out and brushed Feng Canglan's broken hair behind her ear, "Husband will not let Lan Erbai get hurt."

Feng Canglan's heart choked, didn't Zong Zhengyu want to take revenge?
"But no one knows, my lord, do you know?"

"It's probably clear that it's a troublesome person, but it's not impossible to move."

"……"through!Maybe Zong Zhengyu will find a day to find her to fight.

"Forget it, I'm fine." Feng Canglan said haha, Zong Zhengyu just smiled lightly, "You take care of your wounds."

"Don't get hurt at every turn, it's you who hurts."

"Okay." Feng Canglan couldn't continue talking, so he could only change the subject, "I'm a little sleepy and want to rest."

"Okay." Zong Zhengyu hugged Feng Canglan on his lap, sent it to a drop in the ocean, and carefully placed it on the bed.

This series of operations stunned Feng Canglan.

Could Zong Zhengyu like her?
no no no!Feng Canglan shook her head crazily in her heart, Zong Zhengyu was calculating in everything he did.

It's like at first he clearly promised to let her go, but in the end he borrowed a knife to kill someone.

Maybe it was just a step in one of his plans.

And even if she had that tendency, she would never be with such a scheming, scheming, and extremely sophisticated person.

She thinks she is smart, but occasionally she is not enough in front of Zong Zhengyu.

"Have a good rest, call me if you need anything..." Zong Zhengyu was about to say Gongshang Huiyu, but then he realized that both of them were not there.

To avoid Zong Zhengyu's suspicion, Feng Canglan hurriedly said, "Didn't I have a date with the prince last night, so I gave them a day off and let them go out to play too."

"That's right." Zong Zhengyu nodded, "Call me if you have something to do. The king ordered the two to guard outside the door."

"it is good."

Feng Canglan raised her head with an innocent smile, watching the back of Zong Zhengyu turning the wheelchair away.

The moment the door closed, the smile on her face disappeared and was replaced by ice.

Raising her hand to look at the bandaged palm, she rested her other hand on her pulse.

Confirm that there is nothing to take back.

Fortunately, the detoxification was timely, although there was some damage to the body, it was not serious.

The poison in the body has not deteriorated, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Sitting on the head of the bed, she frowned deeply.

There are so many prisoners in the sky prison, but Yin's cell is the only one that is in charge.

It would be too coincidental to say it was just a coincidence.

It seems that the person was not sure whether she was dead at the beginning, and arrested Yin and kept her in the prison.

If she is not dead, she will be rescued sooner or later.

He really knows how to figure out people's hearts, and counts every step to death.

It's just that the man had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't realize that he became stupid after being poisoned, and returned to normal after two years.

In the past two years, the defense has been lax, otherwise it would be really difficult to escape today.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and took off the black robe, otherwise he would have been exposed by now.

Qiu Shui stared at the wound on her palm, and her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, showing a chill.

Pulled the quilt and lay down, staring at the ceiling with clear eyes, eyes empty, I don't know what I'm thinking.

The summer is hot, and the sun is the strongest at noon. Even in the shade, you can feel the scorching heat of the sun.

On the tree trunk, a cicada kept chirping.

in the study

Zong Zhengyu was sitting at the desk, and Xin'er and Wen Fengjun were standing in the middle.

The room was quiet, and the tense atmosphere made Xin'er's palms wet.

The three shared the same room, and no one spoke.

Zong Zhengyu looked down at the teacup in front of him, he couldn't see emotions, let alone guess what was in his heart.

It was originally the season of midsummer, but inside the house it seemed like severe winter.The air seemed to freeze, making it difficult to breathe.

"Xin'er is still young and ignorant, please forgive me if I offend you." Wen Fengjun spoke out first.

Although she didn't know the whole situation, she heard a thing or two, and thought that Xin'er bumped into Zong Zhengyu or Feng Canglan.

"when!"

The tea lid in Zong Zhengyu's hand fell on the teacup, and the two collided with each other with a crisp sound, which made their hearts tremble.

His knuckle fingers tapped on the table, "Xin'er, do you know Immortal Ghost Hand Doctor? Can you invite him to the Prince Regent's Palace?"

Zong Zhengyu's voice was cold and fast, very rare and serious.

Xin'er, who was in a daze, was called by name, she glanced at Wen Fengjun in confusion, and replied in a daze, "Ah, yes."

Zong Zhengyu stopped tapping the table with his fingertips, "As soon as possible, ask the ghost doctor to come to the Prince Regent's Palace."

"Tell her, no matter what you want. If the king has it, I can give it! If I don't have it, I can also give it!"

He said these words with confidence and confidence, as if the god of war who had power over the government and ordered troops on the battlefield two years ago had returned.

The whole person exudes a murderous aura, a bloodthirsty aura tempered from thousands of troops, mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Not only Xin'er, but Wen Fengjun also had a meal.

Pulled back from her thoughts by this enraged words, Xin'er's eyes dodged and her words flickered, "Okay...Okay."

After leaving the study, Xin'er's hands and back were covered with cold sweat.

Looking back at the study at the back, she felt very anxious, where would she go to find the ghost hand doctor?
In the study

Wen Fengjun's eyes showed curiosity, "Why are you so anxious all of a sudden? But I don't feel well."

Zong Zhengyu suddenly opened his eyelids, his phoenix eyes were calm but his scalp was numb and his legs were weak.

The powerful aura dispersed, making it difficult for Wen Fengjun to breathe.

"Do you have something to hide from this king?" His voice was as cold as ice.

Wen Fengjun took a step back with a blank face, "How could I keep this from you? I always tell you as soon as I have something."

Hearing Wen Fengjun's sophistry, Zong Zhengyu squeezed the teacup tightly in his hand, and uttered every word, bitingly cold, "The poison in Feng Canglan's body!"

(End of this chapter)