The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 133 I am so generous, of course I choose to forgive him!

When she returned to Xiyuan, Feng Qingcheng saw Biyue pacing back and forth in the yard at a glance.

"Biyue, you don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?"

Biyue heard her voice, and immediately ran towards her. When her eyes fell on her bloody face, she suddenly shouted nervously, "Miss, what's wrong with your face?"

Feng Qingcheng remembered that when she met those rioting people, she smeared blood on her face, she waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's just stained with blood, go get some water, I'll wash my face."

"Yes."

After Feng Qingcheng washed up, she asked Biyue to go back to her room to rest, but she herself tossed and turned on the big bed and couldn't fall asleep.

Tonight she went to be the bait with full confidence, but what happened?

She was cheated by the mastermind behind the scenes. If Cang Yanlu hadn't appeared in time, she would have been hacked to death by those violent people long ago.

Mentioning that man, the scene of him falling to the ground could not help appearing in her mind, and his painful appearance did not seem to be faking.

Could it be a Gu poison attack?
Thinking of this, Feng Qingcheng's eyes changed, she sat up from the bed, hesitated for a moment, put on her robe and ran out in a hurry.

After returning to the place just now, where is the figure of the man on the ground?

Feng Qingcheng stood there looking left and right, anxiety and worry gradually aroused between her brows.

"Cang Yanle? Cang Yanle?" She yelled several times, but no one responded, "Strange, where is he?"

He obviously saved her, but she left him and ran away when he was in the attack of his insanity. Thinking about it, she felt very ashamed.

He may have gone back to Dongyuan to rest, why not she go to see how he is doing?

Thinking of this, Feng Qingcheng turned around and walked towards Dongyuan.

All the way, she was wondering whether to apologize first when she saw the man later, or to thank him first?

It's a pity that after struggling for a long time, she didn't come to a result. She shook her head and let out a long breath, "Forget it, let's talk about it when we see him."

Not long after, she stopped outside the door of the man's bedroom, raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, when she suddenly thought of something, and her movements stopped again.

She took back the hand that was about to knock on the door, coughed lightly, and changed her tone to the most gentle channel, "Cang Yanli, are you okay?"

"No, no, it's too embarrassing, embarrassing!"

Feng Qingcheng shook her head and adjusted her facial expression to herself, "Cough! Tonight, thank you!"

"It's not good, it's too cold to say that."

She shook her head, and bit her lower lip in distress, "Oh! It's also my fault that I haven't found a way to relieve the internal vomit in his body, otherwise he wouldn't have to suffer from the outbreak of the voodoo poison again."

When Feng Qingcheng was whispering alone at the door, in the bedroom next to the door, Cang Yanwei walked to the door when he heard the noise, and was going to open the door for her, but when she heard her talking to herself After her performance, he stood quietly behind the door as her audience.

Whenever she changed a version of the opening remarks, the corners of the man's lips would rise imperceptibly.

Feng Qingcheng stood there struggling for a long time, and finally patted her cheek, "Whatever, at worst, I will be scolded by him again! The reason why he was so fierce to me just now must be because he felt embarrassed when the poisonous poison broke out, man How embarrassing to be embarrassed in front of women! I am so generous, of course I choose to forgive him!"

After Feng Qingcheng finished her mental construction, she raised her hand again to knock on the door, but at this moment, she suddenly heard a strange sound of 'hiss~ss~ss~' from above her head.

Feng Qingcheng frowned, and subconsciously raised her head to look at the source of the sound.

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)