The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 188 Why is this dress on her?

Feng Qingcheng called him twice again without giving up, "Cang Yanlei? Cang Yanlei?"

Still no response.

Feng Qingcheng curled her lips helplessly, squeezed the towel dry with one hand, and continued to wipe his face and armpits for him.

She lowered her head and carefully wiped his body to cool down. She didn't notice that the man's eyelashes were trembling, but his body was too weak, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

After tossing like this for most of the night, when it was daylight, Feng Qingcheng couldn't hold her eyelids anymore, so she just fell asleep lying on the bedside.

Waiting for the sound of steady and shallow breathing, the man next to the pillow slowly opened his eyes.

His body is still very weak, even the simple movement of turning his head to look at her took a lot of effort.

The dim candle flickered slightly, and after a brief blur, his vision gradually became clear.

The dim light fell on her side face, bringing a bit of tranquility.

Feng Qingcheng has the title of the most beautiful woman in the capital, but when he first married him, he didn't care about her and even hated her, even in the wedding night of the bridal chamber, he never looked at her carefully.

At this moment, at such a close distance, the more she looked at her porcelain-white face, the more delicate and beautiful she felt.

The slender eyelashes cast light shadows on the eye sockets, and the light pink lips under the nimble nose are slightly pouting, but the brows are tightly frowned, as if they are not very peaceful in their sleep.

Cang Yanlai's deep and deep phoenix eyes stared at her for a moment, and there was an undercurrent surging in the bottom of the eyes. After a long time, he leaned forward with one hand on the side of the bed and leaned closer to her side face. Remember the kiss as light as a feather.

When he was lying back, he accidentally pulled the wound on his back, and gasped in pain.

However, the man turned his head to look at Feng Qingcheng at the first moment. Seeing that she had not been woken up, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he softly returned to the pillow.

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The next day, early in the morning.

The warm sunlight poured in through the cracks in the window lattice, Feng Qingcheng's eyelids moved, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing to see is a handsome face.

The man was still asleep. Although there was still no blood on his lips, his complexion was much better than last night.

Feng Qingcheng's back was sore from sleep, and the long robe covering her body slipped from her shoulders to the ground when she sat upright.

She froze for a moment, then looked down at the black brocade robe at her feet, she recognized it as the one Cang Yanlu often wore.

But last night when she was sleeping, she was obviously not covered, so why was this dress on her?

Could it be that Cang Yanlai woke up at night?
Feng Qingcheng raised her head, set her eyes on his face again, and was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he had a fever last night, and reached out to touch his forehead.

It's not hot anymore.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to withdraw her hand, but was held by a big warm hand.

Feng Qingcheng was startled, her gaze fell into the man's deep and quiet eyes unexpectedly.

She blinked, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Cang Yanli held her hand without letting go, trying to sit up with one hand on the bed.

Feng Qingcheng immediately pressed his shoulder nervously, and blurted out, "Don't move around, I'll help you with whatever you want!"

Cang Yanling moved his thin lips, his low voice was very hoarse, "I want to drink water."

"Okay!" She was about to turn around, but found that her hand was still being held tightly by the man, "Let go of me first."

Cang Yanlei looked at her quietly, Feng Qingcheng felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him, just about to say something, the man already took his hand away.

She was a little embarrassed, licked the corners of her lips, turned around to pour a glass of water, walked back, and handed it to his lips, "The water is warm, drink it."

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)