The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 938 Lan Lan, Say You Love Me

"Lan Lan."

A magnetic voice sounded from behind, and Feng Canglan stood upright with his hands blown down to his sides and turned around, his words revealed worry, "Your chest injury still hurts."

"Sit down and I'll give you medicine."

Feng Canglan sat down beside the bed while talking, and took out a white jade bottle from the small cabinet next to the bed.

Zong Zhengyu went straight and sat next to Feng Canglan, his deep voice was full of tenderness, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt when I see Lan'er."

"It does speak."

"Don't think so, I don't care about you thinking about me." She opened the bottle while speaking, "Take off your clothes."

Zong Zhengyu obeyed the order, unbuttoned his belt and pulled the front of his clothes open, exposing his lean chest in sight.

Feng Canglan raised his eyes and took a look. The decadent Zong Zhengyu with a beard all over his face returned to his original appearance after taking a bath.

However, because she has lost a lot of weight, her appearance is still greatly reduced.

She retracted her gaze, dipped a little of the ointment on the tip of her middle finger, and then carefully spread it around the edge of the wound.

The moment his fingertips touched his hand, Zong Zhengyu felt a coldness creeping from his chest into his heart.

Obviously those fingertips were cold, but his chest was burning hot.

Feng Canglan applied it carefully, blowing air as if coaxing Liu Cang while applying it.

The tip of her heart, which was already hot and trembling, became numb all over after being blown by Feng Canglan's breath, like an electric current flowing through her whole body.

Zong Zhengyu looked at the rouge lips pursed and blowing lightly, his pupils were slightly sluggish, his contours were tense, and his eyes flashed a depressive morbid state.

"Lan Lan..."

"Huh?" Feng Canglan who was called suddenly raised his eyebrows, his Qiushui eyes were moist, full of doubt and confusion.

The moment he raised his eyes, Zong Zhengyu felt his chest drooping heavily.

He grabbed Feng Canglan's hand that was applying the medicine, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Will Lanlan always treat me like this?"

"Huh?" Feng Canglan tilted her head in confusion, as if she didn't understand the meaning.

Then the vermilion lips tinged with a smile, slightly raised, "Of course."

"I will always be so kind to Yuyu forever."

The word Yuyu made Zong Zhengyu's face turn pale, but he returned to normal after a while, but the sickness in his pupils became more and more serious.

With a pull of the wrist he was holding, Feng Canglan rushed over, and Zong Zhengyu hugged him tightly with both hands, imprisoning him in his arms.

The hoarse voice was morbidly crazy, "Okay."

"Lanlan will always treat me well."

He automatically omitted the most important keywords.

"Yuyu, what's the matter with you?" Her gentle voice sounded, and she asked cautiously, as if she was afraid of irritating Zong Zhengyu.

"nothing."

As he spoke, he slowly loosened his restrained hands, traced the contours of Feng Canglan's facial features with his fiery eyes, and his expression gradually became obsessed.

The bony hand supported the fragrant cheeks, the eyes focused on the crimson lips, and the thumb gently wiped the corners of the mouth.

The gaze shifted from the vermilion lips to the bright eyes, those autumn water eyes were clear and clean, clearly reflecting his appearance in them.

Seeing his own reflection in Feng Canglan's eyes, Zong Zhengyu's breath was stagnant, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes,

He rubbed the corners of his mouth more and more vigorously, and his breath gradually became heavier, "Lanlan, say you love me."

Feng Canglan's bright eyes blinked, shining brightly, like the stars at night, so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"Lanlan, say you love me." He asked almost morbidly.

Feng Canglan blinked again, and opened his mouth lightly, "I love Yuyu."

"I love Zong Zhengyu."

After she finished speaking, she smiled, with a layer of blush on her face, and said timidly, "Now you are satisfied."

Zong Zhengyu's breathing was stagnant, and the veins on the back of his hands clenched tightly.

Lanlan did say what he wanted, but he couldn't be half happy.

Love Yuyu!
Love Zong Zhengyu!

Yes, what she likes and loves has always been Zong Zhengyu.

The expression in Zong Zhengyu's eyes became more intense, and he looked at Feng Canglan with a suppressed gaze, "Satisfied."

Indeed satisfied.

That's fine too.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes darkened, and he leaned over to kiss her with his cheeks in his hands. The moment the smiling Feng Canglan kissed him from the opposite side, he avoided it without leaving a trace.

The action failed, and Zong Zhengyu returned to his original position, his eyes locked.

In the end, he held Feng Canglan's cheek with both hands, as if he was holding some rare treasure, and carefully leaned over to kiss it.

Feng Canglan turned her head slightly, but was controlled by two hands, the smile on her face was on the verge of splitting.

"Lan Lan." He said tenderly, and gently pressed a kiss on the tip of Feng Canglan's eyes.

The phoenix eyes are closed, covering the most primitive desire that cannot be revealed in the eyes.

Knowing it can't be done.

Knowing that all this does not belong to him, and will eventually pass away, but I still look forward to it in my heart, a little longer, a little longer.

He will know when he makes this decision.

All he did was drink poison to quench his thirst.

Feng Canglan froze in place, Qiu Shui half-closed her pupils, and it was difficult to detect her emotions with the exposed pupils.

"Lan Lan." A hoarse voice overflowed from his throat, and it could be heard that he was already dissatisfied with this.

The well-articulated hand fell down the snowy cheeks, slid over the white neck, slid over the delicate collarbone, slid over the raised hills, and finally reached the waist.

Sensing the movement at the waist, Feng Canglan half-closed his eyebrows and raised his eyes.

Suddenly, her whole body was pushed back by a force, and she fell onto the bed.

Zong Zhengyu supported Feng Canglan's side with one hand, and untied his waist with the other.

The temperature in Feng Canglan's eyes gradually dropped, and she raised her hand to stop it, but a voice suddenly came from outside the hall, "Miss Feng, Miss An Ran is awake."

This sound is like the sound of heaven.Feng Canglan pushed Zong Zhengyu away, "An Ran wakes up, I'll go take a look."

After saying that, she hurriedly got up and tied her belt as she walked.

The door of the hall suddenly opened, a ray of sunlight came in, Feng Canglan paused slightly with his belted hand, and subconsciously looked at your shining figure outside the hall.

After only a moment, she looked back and quickly fastened the belt.

"Yuyu, come whenever I go, don't wait for me to rest at night."

After she finished speaking, she stepped out of the palace door. The moment the palace door closed, the smile on Feng Canglan's face could be seen to be cold to the naked eye, and she came down, raising her hand to wipe the tip of her eyes.

After rubbing it several times, the corners of the eyes turned crimson.

Turning around to leave, passing by the person shouting, she paused slightly and looked up, "You..."

Just as she was about to say something, the palace door was suddenly pulled open. She looked sideways and saw Zong Zhengyu coming out of the palace.

"I'll go with you."

Without waiting for Feng Canglan's reply, he took Feng Canglan's hand and clasped his fingers tightly.

The eyes of the guard standing on one side suddenly darkened.

Feng Canglan turned her head and finished what she hadn't said just now, "Who are you?"

"Master's mansion guard."

Shen Leng said without warmth.

Feng Canglan chuckled, nodded and murmured, "Guard?"

He retracted his gaze and glanced at Zong Zhengyu beside him, "Yuyu, let's go."

As the two walked forward, the guard looked at the clasped hands with suspicion, "Lan'er!"

(End of this chapter)