The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 155 I'm here to claim Feng's body!

Feng Qingcheng didn't even sit in the carriage, and ran all the way in the direction of the government office after leaving Feng's mansion.

Obviously, in this life, she and Feng Po had only met once in a real sense, but when she heard the news of her self-immolation, a corner of her heart seemed to collapse suddenly.

It felt like something very important was disappearing from her side, and she desperately wanted to grab it and keep it, but there was nothing she could do.

After running for so long, she didn't feel tired at all. It wasn't until she ran to the gate of the government office that she felt that her legs were filled with lead, and it was difficult to even lift them up.

Feng Qingcheng rested against the wall for a while before recovering. She panted heavily to adjust her breathing, and waited for her legs to regain strength before she walked up to the two guards guarding the gate, "I'm here to claim Feng's body."

The guard stared at her for several times, feeling that she looked familiar, but did not recognize her identity, "Who are you, Fenglu?"

Feng Qingcheng was still wearing the same bodyguard uniform, seeing that they refused to let her go, she simply revealed her identity, "I am Feng Qingcheng, and she is my aunt."

The guard's eyes fell on her astonished face, and immediately knelt on the ground on one knee in the next second, "This subordinate is blind and failed to recognize the princess, please forgive me!"

When Feng Qingcheng wore men's clothes, she would deliberately smear her complexion darker, and it was understandable that they didn't recognize it all at once.

What's more, she is now thinking about Feng's self-immolation, so how can she have time to worry about other things?
"Where is Feng's body? Take me there immediately!"

"Yes! Princess, this way please!"

With the status of Princess Rui, the two guards treated her with a lot of politeness and respect, and personally led the way for her to go to the prison.

Before stepping into the door of the cell, Feng Qingcheng smelled a burning smell, breathed in a chaotic burning smell, her heart seemed to be clutched by an invisible big hand, and she felt a dull pain.

Every step of her legs became extremely difficult, and her nose was sore, but she clenched her fists tightly to keep the tears from flowing.

"Princess, this is Feng's corpse."

Before she could reach Guan Feng's cell, the cell chief respectfully handed her a small bundle wrapped in white cloth.

Feng Qingcheng's footsteps froze, and even her thoughts went blank for a moment. She moved her lips, her throat was dry and tight, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

She stretched out her hand and took the burden, and said two painful words from her lips in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Probably the original owner felt the grief of losing a loved one in her body, and a gap seemed to be opened in her heart, and the sad and sad emotions poured out, which might overwhelm her at any time.

And as the top secret agent, she knew that the murderer was still at large but could only watch her relatives leave. The helpless pain was a torment for her.

In order not to lose her composure in front of outsiders, she hugged the burden tightly in her arms, turned around and strode away.

She walked in a hurry, and as soon as she walked out of the cell door, she crashed into the arms of the oncoming man.

Cang Yanling didn't expect her to rush out suddenly, and was caught off guard by her so violently, he couldn't help but instinctively took two steps back.

Putting his big hand on her shoulder, he could clearly feel Feng Qingcheng's body trembling finely.

Cang Yanwei frowned slightly, and tightened his arms around her shoulders a little, "Qingcheng, did General Feng explain how to handle Aunt Feng's funeral?"

Feng Qingcheng didn't look up, but tightly held the corpse, "My aunt doesn't like excitement, let's keep things simple."

Feng Yuan said that Feng Bing had been removed from the Feng family tree, so the funeral would be handled by her, the Feng family, who poured out water.

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)