The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 67 Brother Zong, We Meet Again

follow her?
Feng Canglan Qiushui's eyes narrowed slightly with a sneer, when she followed her, her little brother was still wearing crotch pants.

The three left straight away.

Arriving at the Meridian Gate, there are so many people around you that you can't get in.

It was noon now, and the sun was shining brightly.

The people around were not afraid of the heat, and stood at the Meridian Gate to watch King Jin be punished.

"These people are also in a hurry."

"Do you know when Zong Zhengjin will wake up?" Feng Canglan stood on a high place, looking at Zong Zhengjin, whose cheeks were pale from the sun and sweating profusely while kneeling on the execution platform, with a distressed expression on his face.

"It's hot summer, will you suffer from heat stroke?" In case something happens to her knees, she will find someone to pay for such a lovely husband.

"It is said that you can only get up after sunset."

"Tsk, the emperor's heart is so cruel, and his own son is not soft-hearted at all." Her little heart throbbed in pain even outsiders could see.

"I have to kneel for a while, let's find a place to sit." Feng Canglan turned around and found a small tea stand with a shed.

Zong Zhengjin felt that he was too afraid of the emperor. Of course, it might be because he was still looking forward to the family affection, so he could bear it so far.

If it was her, she would have turned over the table and quit.

Perhaps this is also beneficial, allowing him to quickly recognize it.

Even this is too pitiful, I was still implicated by her, and I feel a little distressed.

When Feng Canglan was waiting for the sunset in the tea shed, the Prince Regent's Mansion turned upside down again.

The dark guard entered the alley only to realize that he was lost, and hurried back to report.

The current Prince Regent's Mansion is peaceful, the calm before the storm.

When the thunderstorm comes, it will explode immediately.

But the protagonist of the incident didn't know it at all, and was still drinking herbal tea and kneading melon seeds in the tea shed.

As the sun moved down a little bit, Feng Canglan felt extremely hot even when he stayed in the tea shed.

Occasionally a gust of wind blows, and the wind is hot.

The people who watched Zong Zhengjin being punished couldn't bear the heat, and left batch after batch.

In the end, there were only a few lonely people left, and there was nothing until sunset.

On the empty Meridian Gate beheading stage, Zong Zhengjin's face was bloodless, and his clothes were already wet with sweat.

The slender figure swayed from side to side, but remained firm until the last moment.

The sun goes down, the last ray of sunshine disappears.

King Jin stood up with his hands on the platform, his movements were slow and precarious, as if he could fall down at any time.

Even if he is seen as a joke by the world in public, he still maintains his innate elegance and dignity.

The head hanging down all the time was covering up his inferiority complex and cowardice, and he still felt ashamed after all.

He faltered and struggled.

Feng Canglan put down the tea bowl, stepped on the wooden stool and stepped on the roof of the tent, and landed on King Jin's side steadily after somersaults three times.

"Crack!" He opened the folding fan in his hand, looking like a young gentleman, "Brother Zong, we meet again."

"I didn't expect to meet again, it turned out to be..."

Feng Canglan slammed the folding fan together with a "snap", and pointedly looked at the place where King Jin was kneeling just now.

King Jin tugged at his dry lips due to lack of water, "Brother Yun laughed."

"Why are you laughing, I'm your brother-in-law-to-be."

While speaking, she realized that King Jin's forehead was torn and bleeding.

"Find a shady place first."

She supported King Jin with both hands to a nearby inn.

Went up to the wing room on the second floor, poured a cup of herbal tea and pushed it over, "Have some tea, your mouth is so dry and crusty."

"Thank you." King Jin said politely.

Feng Canglan raised a smile, "We are all a family, so why not be polite."

His hand holding the teacup paused slightly, his slender eyelashes fluttered and he took a sip.

Her gestures are elegant and dignified, even in such a down-and-out situation, she is still eye-catching.

Poor little poor.

She will definitely not let him suffer like this in the future.

"Let me help you bandage the wound on your forehead." After speaking, Zong Zhengjin went over to check without waiting for his consent.

Before Zong Zhengjin had time to refuse, Feng Canglan went straight to his hands, gently pressing on the edge of the wound with his fingers, "It's a little inflamed."

"Why don't you find someone to treat the wound."

"If scars are left, such a beautiful face will be ruined."

"Hey, it's just a superficial appearance." He lowered his head and dodged his eyes.

Feng Canglan took out the golden sore medicine that he was carrying, sprinkled it on the palm of his hand and applied it lightly, with gentle fingering, "It's just skin."

"If it weren't for your good appearance, I wouldn't have saved you."

Why save him?

It might as well be because he is good-looking, innocent and easy to shy, so he is suitable to be a husband in the future.

"Of course the most important thing is that you will be my brother-in-law in the future." Feng Canglan seized the opportunity to instill in Zong Zhengjin the idea that we are a family and you are also my brother-in-law.

"You are gentle and elegant, my sister is gentle and gentle. When I first saw you, I felt that you must be my brother-in-law."

"No one is worthy of you except my sister."

"Presumably, Mr. Yun also knows the identity of this subordinate, so the matter of giving up his sister may not be true."

Feng Canglan's hand for applying the medicine suddenly became heavier, Zong Zhengjin frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"We agreed to make a marriage."

"What? Do you think my sister is a commoner and not worthy of your majestic King Jin?"

"No, no, no." King Jin quickly explained, "Brother Yun, don't be annoyed, I definitely don't mean that."

"It's just... being in the royal family, I can't help myself."

"As long as you agree, then it's fine." Feng Canglan approached suddenly, King Jin's pupils dilated, only shocked, no cowardly dodging in the past.

Not bad, there is progress.

"Pull up your trouser legs, and I'll show you your legs."

King Jin hesitated, but still refused, "It's not polite."

"Etiquette, what etiquette, is it possible that you want to be crippled for the rest of your life?"

King Jin didn't reply, Feng Canglan squatted down and lifted King Jin's trouser legs up to expose his knees.

Her knees were bruised from kneeling for too long, Feng Canglan squatted to apply the medicine.

"You say you are too stupid and dumb? You don't know the whole trick."

"The emperor punished you, you can't refute but you can stuff some cotton in your knees."

"Ah?" Zong Zhengjin looked dazed and dull, as if surprised that there was such a way.

Seeing his surprised appearance, Feng Canglan sighed and shook his head, another person who was taught to be an idiot.

"Ah what, it's all right."

Feng Canglan handed over the ointment, "Apply it once a day in the morning, noon and evening, and it will heal in three days."

Zong Zhengjin took the medicine bottle, Feng Canglan couldn't help touching his face, "You have to remember, you are a married person now."

"My sister will be back in a year. You can't mess around with girls outside."

Zong Zhengjin's pale cheeks flushed, "You...what are you talking about?"

"Just to warn you, if you dare to flirt with women while my sister is not here..." She squeezed Zong Zhengjin's chin with two fingers and smiled evilly, "Then I will personally replace my sister..."

(End of this chapter)