The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 848 Xiangling is in danger, memory disorder under extreme fear
"Your parents are close teachers and close friends. They died unfortunately and entrusted you as a teacher when you were a baby."

"You were raised by a teacher, and you were born by your teacher's side, how can you pick up the words!"

boom--

The successive impacts made Feng Canglan stunned, there was a buzzing sound in his ears, his mind was muddled and he couldn't concentrate.

Best friend of parents?

Swaddling entrusted?

Raised from childhood?

How can it be!

She is from modern time travel, where did her parents and Yunya be best friends!

Simply ridiculous!
Where did she go back to? It was completely different from the original.

"Ling'er." Yunya's eyebrows revealed worry and tension, "You were overly frightened by falling off a cliff, and your memory has gone wrong."

"It will be fine in a few days."

"No!" Feng Canglan replied firmly, "I don't have a memory disorder."

She is so anxious!

She came from modern times, and she was picked up by Yunya when she traveled here. Later, because Bai Moyi coveted the time-element spiritual root to usurp her body, Yunya came to rescue Bai Moyi and she was reborn on Feng Canglan's body!

I will never forget it!

It is even more impossible to remember wrongly!

"Ling'er, you will be worried as a teacher like this." He walked over as he spoke, "Let my teacher take your pulse."

"I don't have amnesia!"

She roared loudly, not knowing whether to tell Yunya or herself.

"I have detected the time-defying time-type spiritual root, it's not that there is no spiritual power of the spiritual root!"

"Master's mansion, only An Ran has no spiritual power and roots!" She repeated over and over again, affirming over and over again.

Yunya's silver-white eyelashes fluttered slightly, focusing on Feng Canglan through the white silk.

A gust of gentle wind blew into the hall, blowing away Yunya's white silk that covered her eyes.

The veil and white silk fluttered with the wind, and the pair of violet pupils hidden under the white silk were exposed in the air.

"An Ran?" Yunya's pupils were puzzled, as if she didn't understand what Feng Canglan was talking about.

And Feng Canglan seemed to grab a life-saving straw, "Yes, An Ran."

"Only she has no spiritual roots and no spiritual power!"

Before she finished speaking, her clear voice was full of doubts, "Who is An Ran?"

Quiet, deathly still.

Feng Canglan stared at Yunya in a daze, before making a sound, "Anran!"

"Feng Anran!"

"I picked up that little girl, she has no spiritual power and no spiritual roots!"

"When did you pick up the little girl? As a teacher, why didn't you know?" Yunya raised her eyebrows, "There is no such person as Feng Anran in the master's mansion."

"Ling'er, find someone to come and see you for the teacher."

After finishing speaking, Yunya strode away, leaving Feng Canglan alone to face the big sleeping hall.

She swayed, and the successive shocks of information made her unable to regain consciousness, and her whole body was as if her mind had froze.

How could he not know who Feng Anran was?
impossible!
Feng Canglan clenched her hands and rushed out, heading straight to Feng Anran's bedroom.

All the way through the promenade, passing the garden.

The jacaranda tree in the garden has grown into a towering tree, and the blue-purple petals under the tree are particularly beautiful.

When the wind blows, it is like a fairyland on earth.

However, Feng Canglan didn't care at all, and rushed straight to Feng Anran's bedroom in a panic.

Running outside the bedroom, the door was closed tightly.

She slowly loosened her clenched hands, pressing on the hall door and slowly pushing it open.

"crunch-"

There was a dull sound of opening the door, and Feng Canglan froze in place when he saw the scene inside.

His face, which was already pale and bloodless, instantly "swiped" as pale as paper.

There are rows of bookshelves inside, and rows of books come into view.

She stepped in step by step, with difficulty, as if she was falling.

Here...how could it be a study room?
This!It is obviously An Ran's bedroom!

Feng Canglan reached out to grab the books on the bookshelf, but before he touched the back, a clear voice sounded, "Ling'er!"

The voice came to his ears, Feng Canglan closed his hands and turned around, and saw Yunya stepping into the study room, followed by a strange face.

"Come and see the doctor."

Feng Canglan stood there motionless, Yunya went directly to bring him to the desk and sit down.

The doctor followed, with his fingertips resting on Feng Canglan's pulse.

Feng Canglan only felt an external force flowing through her body, she should resist and refuse.

But at this moment, there is no such thing, and I want to know what's going on.

After a long time, the doctor withdrew his hand, "Did Xiang Ling be greatly stimulated?"

Before Feng Canglan could speak, Yunya answered quickly, "Yes."

"That's it." The doctor looked at Feng Canglan, "Miss Xiangling's life is threatened, and her memory is confused under great fear."

"That's why, as Master Yunya said just now, Miss Xiangling said that she is a time-defying spiritual root."

"Because she has no spiritual power or spiritual roots, she desperately wants to have spiritual power and spiritual roots to be top-notch. She subconsciously feels that there will be no danger in this way."

Feng Canglan sat at the desk in a daze, and for the first time, her firm heart felt at a loss when she heard the doctor's words.

"Then... can it still recover?" Yunya asked carefully, the doctor shook his head, "I guess it's difficult, I have to take it slowly and see how it happens."

Yunya glanced at Feng Canglan, who was in sedation of the old monk, a hint of worry appeared in her lavender eyes, "Got it."

After sending the doctor away, Feng Canglan still kept his original movements.

Yunya was full of worry, approaching Feng Canglan carefully hugged her into her arms, "Ling'er is fine."

"Take it slow and it will get better."

"Master is here, so don't worry." As he said that, he loosened his arms a little, and tucked Feng Canglan's broken hair from his temples behind his ears with his slender fingers, "As long as you remember, I am your master. it is good."

"Ling'er, your memory is confused, and many things have gone wrong, but you still remember that I am your master."

His violet pupils revealed the emotion that should not belong to the relationship between master and apprentice, and the fingers that fell on the temples passed by lightly, and finally stopped in front of the small earlobes.

Feng Canglan trembled for a while, and instantly pulled away from him.

Memory confusion?

In an extremely dangerous situation, imagine that you have the ability to protect yourself?
All delusional fantasies?
No, no!
impossible!
Yu Yu is so real, Liu Cang is so real, and Ji Ye is so real.

Everything is so real, how could it be memory disorder!
How could it be imagined in an extremely dangerous situation!
"Ling'er." Seeing Feng Canglan avoiding her, a trace of sadness appeared in Yunya's eyes, "I am your master."

"Your closest master, you can avoid everyone, but you cannot avoid the master."

"Master, I know that you were surprised and lost your memory, but...you can't avoid me." He stared at Feng Canglan with his pupils, and his peach blossom eyes gave off a feeling of intoxication and affection.

Saying this, it was like being abandoned by Feng Canglan.

"I don't have amnesia!" She was stubborn and determined.

How could those all kinds of unforgettable memories be memory disorder!
Yun Ya's light-colored pupils stared for a long time, from worry to helplessness, and finally compromised gently, "Now that you are in this situation, I don't know if the marriage in half a month will go on normally."

Feng Canglan caught an important message and suddenly raised his head, "Married?"

(End of this chapter)