The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 1 The Ominous Conjoined Twins
Yun Cangli, Shengde 11 years.

The capital of Yuncang Kingdom.

In the night, the wind gradually tightened, and the moon was covered by dark clouds.

A flash of lightning pierced through the silence of the night sky, and in an instant, a strong wind blew up, sweeping across the bean-sized raindrops and pouring down.

Accompanied by the roaring thunder, the night sky became darker and thicker, making people tremble with fear.

In the inner garden of Feng Mansion, the maids came and went busily, delivering pots of hot water into the rooms.

At the door of the wing room, the man's handsome face was full of worry, and he paced back and forth anxiously on the long corridor.

The black robe had already been wet by the rain, but he didn't know it.Hearing the hoarse cry of the woman in the room due to dystocia, his heart also clenched tightly.

"Wow——" Suddenly there was a baby crying in the room.

"My wife gave birth to twins! Oh my god, this is a monster! Ah—! Monster!!"

The originally pleasant voice turned into a piercing scream.

Hearing the sound, the man's expression suddenly changed, and he broke into the door without any hesitation.

In the room, the midwife was frightened and fell to the ground, trembling all over, "Monster, Madam gave birth to a monster!"

The man followed the direction of her finger and looked towards Taiwei.

Suddenly, another bolt of lightning flashed across the night, illuminating the dimly lit wing room.

The small thing curled up in the sagging tail looks like two babies. It is shocking that their bodies are tightly connected from arms to calves!
In Yuncang Kingdom, conjoined babies are considered unlucky and cannot survive.

Behind him, the stormy wind and raindrops came unceremoniously into the room, blowing the man's clothes up.

He furrowed his eyebrows deeply, staring at the two little girls on the brocade quilt solemnly.

They stared at him with wide eyes and opened their mouths with babbles, completely unaware of the disaster.

"General, General," the midwife noticed the person coming, and said submissively, "The two young ladies born by Madam are, are..."

Her thin lips were tightly pursed, Feng Yuan looked at the weak woman fainted by the pillow without saying a word, and after a while, Fang slowly said, "If anyone dares to reveal even a single word about what happened tonight, his life would be worse than death." !"

The midwife trembled, and hurriedly replied with a trembling voice, "Yes, yes, this old slave understands!"

The torrential rain continued, and the night became more and more gloomy.

In the wing room of Feng's mansion, Yun Cang's most powerful witch doctor, the younger sister of General Feng, Feng Ping holds a dagger, and the flickering candle makes the blade flicker coldly.

"Brother, have you figured it out?" Feng Ping stopped his movements steadily, and said in a heavy tone, "Once the spell is cast, there is no turning back. Their future fates will be linked forever, life and death will never end."

The hands beside him slowly tightened, Feng Yuan closed his eyes, nodded after a while and said, "Let's get started."

Feng Ping chanted the mantra in a low voice, and after chanting she waved her long sleeves, the man next to her could only feel several white lights shooting out from her palms, directing them towards the two conjoined twins who were sleeping peacefully.

The baby was wrapped airtight by the white light. Suddenly, the white light flourished, and the baby girl who was tightly connected to each other suddenly separated.

If Johnson & Johnson separates conjoined twins, he can only save one, while the other will suffer double the pain.

Feng Xi took out a jade box from her bosom and opened it, revealing a bright red ointment like blood with a pungent smell.

Feng Xing held the ointment and stood still in front of the collapse. On the collapse, a baby's whole body was white, tender and clear, smooth and delicate, as flawless as suet white jade.

On the other hand, half of the baby's body seemed to be pierced by a sword, splitting the flesh and blood.

However, although her white and tender little hands and calves were mutilated and mutilated, they did not shed a single drop of blood.

Feng Xing applied the ointment to her broken and deformed wounds, and the cut wounds on the baby girl's hands and legs healed slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing into extremely thick and ugly scars.

Rain stopped.

The moonlight slowly slid along the window lattice through the dark clouds, and gradually climbed onto the pale faces of the two babies.

They looked very cute when they were asleep, their hands and legs covered with ointment curled up, just like ordinary babies.

Such ruthless cutting, such heavy scars, but they didn't seem to feel the pain, except for the crying at the moment of birth, they never shed a single tear.

What kind of dolls are these two, and what fate awaits them in the future?
(End of this chapter)