The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 187 Cang Yanli, are you awake?

No wonder people always say that the heights are too cold.

This is probably the responsibility and risk of being born in the emperor's family, and she also feels that her title of princess is too heavy.

Once this matter is settled, she has to make it clear to Cang Yanli as soon as possible that she doesn't like the palace. If he really succeeds in ascending the throne in the future, she will be trapped in the deep palace and compete with the three thousand harem for favor. This kind of life is not what she wants!
Feng Qingcheng stared at the unconscious man on the bed, took a long breath, and stretched out her hand to his forehead.

It's still hot when you start it.

The fever-reducing medicine is frying in the kitchen, and now he can only cool down physically, so as not to burn his brain.

After wiping his face with a towel, Feng Qingcheng unbuttoned his shirt and wiped the warmest places on his neck and underarms.

When she found out that the temperature of his palms was also very high, she took a towel to wipe his hands again. After wiping them again, Feng Qingcheng got up and was about to go out to change a basin of water, but he grabbed her hand.

Feng Qingcheng was startled, and subconsciously wanted to break free, but the man immediately tightened his grip.

With such a simple movement, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. Feng Qingcheng was worried that his wound would be pulled, so her heart softened, and she didn't dare to move anymore.

She called out the door and asked the boy to change the water, then sat down in front of the bed and said softly, "I won't go, you can sleep peacefully."

Cang Yanli was still a little confused, but when he heard the soft voice coming from his ears, he couldn't help but relax a little bit.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Princess, the antipyretic medicine is ready."

"Send in."

"Yes."

The servant opened the door and brought in the medicine, Feng Qingcheng glanced sideways at him, and said, "Give me the medicine."

"Wangfei, be careful, the medicine is still hot."

"Go down and rest, I'll call you if there's anything else to do." Feng Qingcheng sent the boy away, and when the medicine had cooled down, he reached out and patted Cang Yanlu's shoulder lightly, "Hey! Wake up! It's time to drink the medicine gone."

The man on the bed didn't move, and he didn't show any signs of waking up.

If the medicine continues to be put down, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Feng Qingcheng pursed her lips, and raised the volume a few decibels, "Cang Yanli, wake up quickly, drink the medicine before going to sleep!"

Still no response.

Forget it, pour it directly.

Feng Qingcheng slowly lifted him up from the pillow, supported his head with one hand, and brought the medicine bowl to his lips with the other hand, then directly pressed the edge of the bowl against his mouth, trying to harden the medicine. Pour it in.

But the man didn't open his mouth, and the medicine juice flowed out from the corner of his mouth again.

Feng Qingcheng hurriedly wiped him clean with a towel, sighed a little discouraged, and glanced down at the dark concoction in the bowl. She hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, she opened her mouth and took a big gulp. He took the medicine, then leaned over and kissed his lips, pressed against his teeth, and passed the medicine juice little by little.

Cang Yanlei felt the softness on his lips, sucked instinctively in a coma, and quickly drank up the medicine.

Feng Qingcheng took another sip and lowered her head again.

This was repeated several times, and by the time the bowl of medicine was finished, Feng Qingcheng was already sweating from exhaustion.

She put the medicine bowl on the low table beside the bed, and reached out to touch his forehead. Seeing that the temperature had dropped a little, she felt relieved and wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man pressed it back.

"Cool...comfortable..."

Hearing his vague words, Feng Qingcheng's eyes moved slightly, and immediately asked, "Cang Yanli, are you awake? Cang Yanli?"

However, the man on the big bed only said three words, and then fell silent again.

　Two more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)