The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 192 She Won't Really Be Interested In Him...is She?

When he saw Cang Yanlu sitting on the bed, Cangli's big black eyes suddenly revealed a look of joy, "Father, you are awake!"

As he spoke, he rushed forward excitedly. Seeing that he wanted to hug Cang Yanli, Feng Qingcheng grabbed the back collar of his little monk's robe with quick eyes and hands, and pulled him away from the bed by more than one meter like a chicken. release.

She looked down at the little bald head standing in front of her, and said softly to the education, "A Li, your father is wounded, what if you bump into his wound in such a reckless rush?"

Before Cang Li could answer, Cang Yanli raised his thin lips lightly, and his low voice was slightly teasing, "If the princess had been so enlightened just now, the wound in this hall would not have been opened."

"Cough! Cough!" Feng Qingcheng suddenly coughed twice in embarrassment, and quietly glanced at the man from the corner of her eyes.

Four eyes facing each other.

The man's eyes were deep and deep, and there was an obscure emotion in his eyes, which was intended to be incomprehensible.

No, maybe she actually understood, but she just pretended not to understand.

Feng Qingcheng's heartbeat stopped for half a beat, and then she looked away in a panic, "Well, I'll go find the doctor!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and left hastily, not daring to look at him again.

However, even if she didn't look back, she could still feel the man's gaze following her like a light on her back.

It wasn't until she got out of the dormitory and completely out of the sight of the man that Feng Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

She leaned against the wall, fanning her cheeks with both hands, trying to cool down the hot face.

Crazy crazy!

In fact, when she was kissed by him for the second time, she had every chance to push him away, but she didn't do anything.

She didn't want to admit it but had to admit that she didn't really reject intimate contact with this man in her heart.

Otherwise, if it were another man, she would have poked his wound with her finger.

It's over! It's over!

She wouldn't be really interested in him... would she?

But besides having a good-looking skin, what other merits does this man have?
There are so many women in his house who are queuing up to sleep with him, she wonders if she doesn't have the capacity to tolerate them sharing a man with her.

Besides, on the way to pick up his son, he would encounter such a bloody and terrifying assassination, and his life would be in danger at any time with him, the price was too high.

Feng Qingcheng has been emotionally hurt in her previous life. In her opinion, if even family affection is not worth relying on, then love is even more fragile.

Since it's not so deep yet, it might be wise to get out early.

Feng Qingcheng analyzed the pros and cons rationally, and made up her mind to keep a safe distance from him in the future.

But in a certain corner of my heart, there was an indescribable sense of loss.

Feng Qingcheng didn't want to delve into it any further, so she patted her cheek and went to find a doctor.

After a while, the doctor arrived, checked Cang Yanlei's wound, and immediately stopped the bleeding and changed his dressing.

After the bandage was finished, he glanced at the towel on the ground, and said with a serious face, "Your Highness's wound is very deep. If there is any mistake, it will be more difficult to heal. The princess is a daughter of gold. It will be more conducive to the recovery of His Highness's injury if the swift servant girl comes to serve her."

What kind of rich body is actually just beating around the bush and saying that she didn't take good care of her?

But now Feng Qingcheng also wished to stay away from this man, "Okay, let's find a few maids..."

"No, it's enough to have the concubine here." Cang Yanwei interrupted her, and then said to the doctor standing in front of the bed, "It's none of your business, go down."

The doctor is a discerning person, knowing that he said something wrong, he immediately cupped his hands and said, "The old man resigns."

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)