The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 945 Sister, did you argue with your brother-in-law?
Taking back the steps she took, leaning her back against the wall, her mind was empty, and her phoenix eyes were scattered and unfocused.

There was a continuous whimpering sound.

Zong Zhengyu's eyes were reddish, his knuckle-jointed hands kept tightening, and his knuckles were faintly white.

The two were on one side, and Zong Zhengyu was leaning against the wall, listening to the sobs.

Surrounded by silence, the suppressed crying was exceptionally clear.

Zong Zhengyu's narrow Ruifeng eyes were scarlet, and his body leaning against the wall was shaking violently.

For a long time, the suppressed muffled crying turned into choking.

Feng Canglan wiped away the tears on his face, turned around and ran to the bedroom where An Ran was.

Everything returned to normal. If it weren't for her still red eyes, the tears just now would have been a hallucination.

Feng Canglan's back gradually disappeared in the corridor, and the moment it disappeared completely, Ji Ye came out from the corner.

Looking at the long corridor that was already empty, her dark phoenix eyes were frighteningly red.

His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked back at the end of the corridor, and punched the stone pillar of the corridor next to him with his clenched fist.

He punched without any strength, leaving bright red blood on the stone pillar.

The back of the slender and jade-like hand was broken and bleeding, and the blood gushing from the wound flowed down the fingertips and dripped on the ground.

why!
Why didn't he break through!

Obviously... such an obvious illusion...

The scarlet phoenix eyes flashed self-blame, depressed and distressed.

In the end, he seemed to lose his strength and leaned against the stone pillar.

"Ding bell~"

The wind chime swayed under the eaves of the wind, and the cold wind seemed to blow into Zong Zhengyu's bones, and his whole heart was icy cold.

"Lan'er, she must be very disappointed in me."

Whispering in a low voice, it was blown away by a gust of wind as soon as it exited the mouth.

The cold winter wind brings a bone-chilling chill, and the master's mansion, which is like spring all the year round, is already bare because there is no spiritual power to feed it.

The ever-blossoming jacaranda tree in the garden also withered its flowers and leaves.

bedroom

Feng Canglan was sitting next to Feng Anran, and she was almost inseparable these days.

Before erasing the memory, I kept guarding it for fear of any bad influence.

The hall was quiet, Feng Anran took a sip of hot tea, and looked outside the hall where the gate was always open.

After a while, he retracted his gaze and took another sip of steaming tea, glanced at Feng Canglan from the corner of his eye and then aimed at the door.

Putting down the hot tea and holding it in the palm of his hand, looking back at Feng Canglan, he said cautiously, "Sister...are you arguing with your brother-in-law?"

In the past few days, my sister watched over her during the day and accompanied her at night.

The brother-in-law has been guarding the door, neither coming in nor saying hello, just standing outside and watching.

The whole thing is scary.

There has been no communication for the past few days. Are the two quarreling?

"No." Feng Canglan shook his head, touched the top of An Ran's head with a smile, "After two more days of cultivation, my sister will take you to Nebula Continent when your body is fully recovered."

Hearing that he was going to Xingyun Continent, An Ran's round deer eyes burst into light, "Good! Good!"

"Have a good rest."

After speaking, he got up, tidied An Ran's bedding before turning and leaving.

An Ran held the hot tea with white smoke curling up, her eyes lingered on Feng Canglan and Zong Zhengyu.

Humph, my sister also said that there was no quarrel.

Isn't she stupid? She knew there was a quarrel with a discerning eye.

An Ran rested her chin on one hand, and looked at the two people standing opposite each other outside the hall.

My brother-in-law has grown up, and he dares to quarrel with his sister!

In the past few days, I have been outside the door every day, and my sister doesn't care!

snort!deserve it!

Feng Canglan, who was talking to Zong Zhengyu outside the hall, glanced back unconsciously, and collided with An Ran's eyes.

An Ran hurriedly lowered her head to drink tea, to hide her guilty conscience of watching gossip.

Feng Canglan chuckled, turned to Zong Zhengyu and said, "An Ran is resting, let's put it another way."

The two left, and An Ran, who was drinking water, lifted off the bedding, put down the teacup in her hand, and followed out.

Stepping out of the door, she walked forward along the palace with a cat.

My sister and brother-in-law seem to be making a lot of trouble this time, I don't know what's going on.

While thinking about it, An Ran hunched forward and walked forward at a very high speed, and when he reached the corner, he backed up half a step.

Clutching his forehead and blaming, "You didn't see..."

The moment she looked up and saw the face of the person in front of her, her voice stopped abruptly...

(End of this chapter)