The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 22 We Can't Fall In Her Trap!

"Sister Wangfei is joking. Your Highness refuses to look at me. How can I give him medicine?" Zhao Wan'er paused slightly, walked to the rosewood table, met her gaze, and said sincerely, "You I have a deep affection for him, and I need a spring breeze more than I do."

Feng Qingcheng wondered, she was only reborn in this ruined palace yesterday, which eye did she see that she had the deepest affection for Cang Yanwei?
But people are so enthusiastic about giving gifts, don't let it go for nothing!

Feng Qingcheng glanced at the jade bottle she handed to her eyes, and took it readily, "Great kindness is hard to turn down, since you insist on giving it to me, then I will accept it reluctantly."

Even if she is not grateful, she should still be grateful to Dade. What kind of attitude is this?

Didn't she know how hard it was to buy Chunfeng at one time, and how much effort she had spent to get such a small bottle.

Zhao Wan'er was very dissatisfied with her attitude in her heart, but it was a pity that the disparity in their status and status in the palace was too great, so she could only swallow her anger and apologize, "Sister Wangfei, do you know how to use this medicine?"

Feng Qingcheng weighed the jade bottle in his hand, and said with a smile, "Isn't this kind of medicine taken orally?"

"Sister Wangfei, this medicine must be used together with aromatherapy. Just put two drops in the incense burner, and keep it happy like a fairy." Zhao Wan'er glanced at Biyue again, and leaned close to Feng Qingcheng's ear, thinking that there were only the two of them. The voice that was just heard whispered for a while, and the content was quite inappropriate for children.

Seeing how mysterious she was, Biyue was extremely curious and tried to eavesdrop, but unfortunately she couldn't hear anything clearly.

After Zhao Wan'er whispered to Feng Qingcheng, she bowed her body, "Sister Wangfei, you must remember the points I said clearly, I will go back first, and wait for your good news."

As soon as she left, Bi Yue couldn't wait to ask, "Miss, don't believe this Zhao Wan'er's words! She is clearly trying to harm you! If His Highness knows that you used this kind of medicine on him, he will definitely be furious!"

Speaking of which, she stretched out her hand to grab the bottle of Spring Breeze for a while, "I can't keep this harmful thing, my slaves go and throw it away."

As soon as Feng Qingcheng moved her hand aside, she took advantage of it, "How wasteful is it?"

Bi Yue became anxious immediately, and tried to persuade her, "Miss, Your Highness has a bad temper, please don't do anything stupid! Zhao Wan'er has a problem with you, we can't fall into her trap!"

"Your Highness has a bad temper? Do I look like I have a bad temper?" Feng Qingcheng played with the jade bottle in her hand, and there was a bit of incomparable arrogance in her beautiful glass-colored eyes, "The spring breeze was once so valuable, she Since it was delivered to my door, I have no reason not to accept it. People are floating in the rivers and lakes, and there is always a chance to stab someone a few times."

Bi Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss, you don't plan to use it on His Highness?"

"Chunfeng was once hard to find, so wouldn't it be a waste for me to use it on him?" Feng Qingcheng gently stroked the body of the bottle with her slender fingers, "I will use it when I meet someone more valuable in the future."

Hearing this, Biyue's just let go of her heart raised her throat again, "Miss, this medicine can be used casually, and there will be big troubles!"

"Don't worry, your lady is not that stupid, she won't dig a hole and jump by herself." Feng Qingcheng smiled slightly, put the jade bottle in her arms, and stood up from the table, "Okay, breakfast is over, I'm going back home .”

"Miss, don't we know that His Highness will say something?"

"Why inform him? It's not like we don't know the way back to Feng Mansion." What's more, that bastard never came back after he left last night. What about blocking?

(End of this chapter)