Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 589

Regarding the things in the sky prison, those who know are afraid to speak out if they are still alive, and even if they are dead, they will not be able to open their mouths.

Therefore, Yun Zhuohua, who suddenly appeared in the mourning hall, remained in everyone's hearts like a mystery.

When Lan Shan and Lin Shaocheng walked into the mourning hall, they were suddenly shivered by the atmosphere here.

Lan Shan wrapped up his clothes and bumped Lin Shaocheng with his elbow.

He complained softly, "It's such a cold day, could it be that the general still used an ice coffin? Why is it so cold?"

Lan Shan stood on tiptoe, really wanting to look at Ren Qiubai's coffin.

He tilted his toes, leaned towards Lin Shaocheng, and his eyes caught sight of Yun Zhuohua who was kneeling on the ground with Cang Yu.

"I'm not dreaming." Lan Shan rubbed his eyes, then widened his eyes and looked there.

Without saying anything, Lin Shaocheng raised his hand and gently twisted Lan Shan's cheek.

Lan Shan cried out with an "Aww", as if he had suffered some inhuman abuse.

"Pain? That's not dreaming." Lin Shaocheng said.

Lan Shan covered his face, and glared at Lin Shaocheng, "I know I'm not dreaming, but it's just a joke, why are you so hard, it hurts me to death."

Lin Shaocheng glanced at his hand, he didn't use any force, it was just a light touch, as for the misery he was talking about.

However, thinking so, Lin Shaocheng still pulled Lan Shan's hand off his face, covered Lan Shan's face with his own, and helped him rub it twice.

Lan Shan accepted it so calmly, and he still didn't forget to tease, "Where do we never meet in life, we can meet each other in Wangdu."

Yun Zhuohua and Cangyu were fighting at the moment, seeing Lan Shan and Lin Shaocheng coming in, neither of them said hello first.

In the end, it was Lan Shan who sensed the source of the cold atmosphere. He pushed Lin Shaocheng's hand away, first offered three sticks of incense to Ren Qiubai's coffin, and then pulled two futons.

One was kept for himself and the other was given to Lin Shaocheng.

It was getting late at the moment, and a few people came sparsely, which could allow them to have a proper rest for a while.

Lan Shan rested his chin on one hand, and sat down next to the two of them.

Yun Zhuohua hadn't seen Lan Shan for a long time, and only then did he feel that his ears were quieter. Unexpectedly, he would suffer endless torture from him again.

"Zhuohua, when did you come here... Hey, why did you follow Dai Xiao?"

Only then did Lan Shan discover that Yun Zhuohua's attire was exactly the same as Cang Yu's.

Lan Shan had just finished speaking, and he felt that the mourning hall was getting colder, so he couldn't help but moved closer to Lin Shaocheng.

Fortunately, Lin Shaocheng's body is hot, even if he gets closer, he will be warmed a lot, otherwise he will really be frozen by the air-conditioning.

Lan Shan couldn't help muttering, "It's not night yet, why is it so cold."

"Are you two cold? Would you like me to find something for you to keep warm?" Lan Shan asked kindly.

Unexpectedly, Yun Zhuohua and Cangyu were very ungrateful, and said in unison, "It's not cold!"

If it's not cold, it's not cold, why did you give me a blank look? Lan Shan was very aggrieved and moved closer to Lin Shaocheng again.

Since Yun Zhuohua didn't want to reminisce about the past, seeing Cangyu like this, even if Lan Shan wanted to soothe his mood, Cangyu accepted his incompetence.

(End of this chapter)