The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 849 After half a month, I will marry Ling'er

What marriage?
After being told that those memories were memory confusion and fantasies under extreme fear, Feng Canglan was dizzy by a heavy news before he could recover.

Her almond eyes widened, and she looked at Yun Ya with doubts and puzzlement in her eyes.

Facing Shangfeng Canglan's shocked gaze, Yunya's face was full of tenderness, her lavender pupils showed a slight smile, and her clear voice was warmer than usual, "Yes."

His slender, jade-like hand lovingly rubbed the top of Feng Canglan's black-haired head, "Get married."

"After half a month, it will be the day when Ling'er and I get married."

Speaking of this, the tenderness between his eyebrows dissipated a bit, and he stared at Feng Canglan seriously, "Ling'er, you don't even remember this?"

Feng Canglan was dumbfounded and did not respond.

The worry in Yunya's eyes was suddenly relieved, "It's okay, if the memory is messed up, forget it, as long as you remember it as a teacher."

"How...how is it possible?" She married Yun Ya?
This is even more outrageous!
"I don't have a memory disorder! No!" Feng Canglan roared and emphasized, pointing directly outside the hall, "Get out! I don't want to see you now!"

"Ling'er..." Yunya was about to speak when Feng Canglan scolded and interrupted, "Get out!"

Being so forceful, afraid of provoking Feng Canglan again, Yunya could only agree, "I'll go out, I'll go out."

"Don't worry, you haven't recovered from the shock just now."

After giving instructions, he looked back step by step, full of worry.

Yunya left, the hall door closed again, Feng Canglan was the only one left in the hall.

She was sitting at the desk, covering her head with her hands.

It will not be a memory disorder!It is even more impossible to imagine it.

Those memories are really vivid in my mind.

She had just fallen from the five-star platform one second before, and was told the next second that those memories turned out to be fantasies, and they were memory disorder!

Yuyu was imagined?

An Ran imagined it?

Is Silent Night a fantasy?

Everything is a memory disorder fantasy?

The more Feng Canglan thought about it, the harder he covered his head, "No..."

impossible!
I had just firmly established this idea in my heart, but I couldn't help doubting it.

But... how to explain the fact that there is no Enron at all?

What happened when she changed from a time-defying spiritual root to a waste with no spiritual roots and no spiritual power?

If it is time and space backtracking, it is going back to the past and history repeats itself.

But this is completely different from what I remember.

Rescuing her from Zhuangya Yunya instead of saving Bai Moyi is a completely different direction from what I remember.

In my memory, Yunya, who was as cold as snow and as godlike as a god, had become a person who looked indifferent but always exuded warmth all the time.

She and Yunya have always been master-student relationship and have never crossed the boundary, but just now...

Yun Ya actually said that they will get married in half a month?

It was she who married him.

Things are going in an uncontrollable direction.

Where did she go back?
Or... is it true as they said, because of the extreme fear of falling off a cliff, her memory disorder gave birth to a genius who is once in a thousand years to protect herself?

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out.

She is determined to have no memory disorder, but how can reality explain it?

My heart is in a mess, countless knots are tied together in my mind, and the more I want to untie it, the more chaotic I become.

Feng Canglan sat for a day and a night, during which time he did not close his eyes, because staying up late made him look much more haggard than before.

The spring day is sunny, and the warm sunlight shines on the desk through the window casement, casting mottled shadows.

As time passed, the sunlight that shone on the desk fell on Feng Canglan.

The sun is warm, completely different from the cold wind that fell on the cliff and cut my face a few days ago.

A few days ago it was still a cold and windy winter, but now...

Feng Canglan, who had been silent for a whole day, slowly raised her hand, and raised her plain hand to her eyes to block the sunlight that wasn't too glaring.

It is impossible to complete the replacement from winter to spring in the blink of an eye.

So... Those memories that don't match the present are really delusional fantasies?

"Bang bang bang."

There was a knock on the door, and Yunya's clear voice was mixed with anxiety and worry, "Ling'er, you will get sick from being bored if you lock yourself up like this."

"Not remembering Master has nothing to do with your past, just start over."

"Ling'er, you will feel sorry for the teacher like this."

There were bursts of voices outside the hall, and Feng Canglan's hand that blocked her eyes tightened.

The moment Yunya's voice sounded, Zong Zhengyu's voice that said these words was in her mind.

What the hell is she shaking!
How could it be memory disorder!Obviously remember it clearly!
I don't know why it looks like this!

She can be sure that those things in the past are definitely not a memory disorder!

But it really existed!

for sure!
There must be a way to go back!
Even if she has no spiritual power and no spiritual roots now!
Thinking of this, Feng Canglan's eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, he immediately stood up, went straight to the palace door, broke through the door, and ran straight out.

Yun Ya, who had been guarding the door all the time, watched the figure running out quickly follow her,
"Ling'er, where are you going!"

Yunya shouted and chased, Feng Canglan ran forward as if he didn't hear the sudden rush, and ran quickly in one direction with purpose.

The blue gauze skirt fluttered under the extremely fast running, like a butterfly flying high.

Feng Canglan ran across the corridor, ran across the garden, ran out of the master's mansion, locked on the target and went straight away.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Feng Canglan was out of breath, turning red from exhaustion, and her hair around her ears was wet with sweat.

Stopping and raising her head, she looked at the towering mountain peaks, and moved her eyes to the thousand-story stairs leading directly to the clouds. Her almond eyes were full of firmness.

Step up the stairs to the clouds.

This is the five-star execution platform, the point of intersection with the Nebula Continent, and the place where she first fell.

There must be a clue here!

Losing most of her strength, Feng Canglan gritted her teeth and climbed up, her shirt was wet with sweat.

Yunya followed and wanted to hold her back, but was dodged by Feng Canglan every time, so he had no choice but to follow behind to ensure Feng Canglan's safety.

The thousand-story staircase leads directly to the clouds, and the end of the staircase is the highest and most sacred place in the Galaxy Continent—the five-star execution platform.

Maybe... there is a way to go back!

On the thousand-story staircase, Feng Canglan went from running at the beginning to walking behind, and finally turned into climbing, and the strength of his body was lost little by little.

Looking at the endless stairs, Feng Canglan's sweaty face appeared strange.

Why hasn't it arrived yet...it should be here, the time spent climbing once before is far less than this time.

Feng Canglan lay on the stairs and stared up at the top, Yun Ya, who had been following behind, stretched out her hand to support her, "Ling'er, what are you doing here on the five-star execution platform?"

"If you want to say something, just take you up as a teacher."

Feng Canglan dodged it with one hand, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes, "No need."

She retracted her gaze and continued to climb up.

Yunya's lavender pupils followed Feng Canglan upwards, slowly retracted the hand that was stopped in midair, and paced to keep up.

After climbing for a while, Feng Canglan almost collapsed from exhaustion, and just when he was about to fail, the last step broke into his sight.

She was like seeing the red line at the finish line in a long-distance running race, her exhausted body surged with strength in an instant, and she rushed straight to the last floor.

At last the daring five-star torture platform, Feng Canglan didn't care to pant, dragging his weak body straight to a few coiling dragon pillars.

It's here!
It's the same as in memory!
Walking to the middle of several Panlong pillars, she knelt down on one knee and pressed one hand to the ground.

"boom--"

(End of this chapter)