The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 42 Does the princess like this gift?

Anyway, from Cang Yanlei's indifferent attitude towards her during the marriage ceremony, to his various behaviors of abandoning his bride on the night of the bridal chamber, it can be concluded that the Fourth Highness not only has no feelings for Feng Qingcheng, but can even be regarded as disgusting.

Therefore, she said this to disgust him by retreating.

However, she didn't know that Cang Yanlei had already seen the cover of the book when it fell to the ground, but since she loves to act so much, he will act with her once.

"Oh?" The man looked at her with interest, with a meaningful expression on his handsome face, "The princess is lonely after only two days of marriage? From this point of view, she is a husband, isn't she? Since the general's wife is so caring, why don't we go together Take a look at the secret techniques in this book, so we can share and learn."

Also, exchange and study?

Feng Qingcheng's jaw almost dropped when he heard these words, his eyes widened, "His Royal Highness, are you joking?"

Cang Yanlu admired her reaction, and the smile on his lips deepened a little, "I never make such jokes, the dead of night is a good time for in-depth communication, don't you think?"

Deep into the hell!

She doesn't want to communicate with him and learn some boudoir secrets, okay?
Feng Qingcheng sneered in her heart, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Yeah, it's late at night, I think it's better to go to sleep quickly, the old rules, you sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor!"

With that said, she walked around him and hugged the quilt.

It's not that she likes to sleep on the floor, it's just that this guy just had a high fever this morning, and his body is weaker than a woman's. She naturally has to be magnanimous when dealing with the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

And more importantly, she was not at all interested in discussing secret techniques that were not suitable for children with him.

However, Cang Yanli did not intend to let her go so easily.

"Princess, on the wedding day, I got a gift from my sixth brother, and I will pass it on to you now."

"Okay!"

Feng Qingcheng was eager to change the subject quickly, and while he was going to get the gift, she quickly picked up the book on the floor and threw it under the bed together with the scroll in her arms.

After she finished hiding the book, Cang Yanli also found the brocade box and handed it to her, "I believe the princess will like it."

Feng Qingcheng took the brocade box and weighed it in her hand, it was quite heavy.

Opening the box, her eyes lit up when she saw the book pages strung together with suet and white jade.

Feng Qingcheng is a connoisseur of goods, these white jades are as lustrous as fat, smooth and delicate, they are top grade at first glance.

A small piece of this kind of fine jade is worth a lot, let alone so many in a book?
Sure enough, the prince's move was generous.

Feng Qingcheng happily took out the white jade book from inside, and under the light, she belatedly saw the pictures carved on the white jade clearly, both men and women were naked, and their postures were ecstasy.

I don't know which master these paintings are from, but each frame is carved so lifelike that it makes people feel flushed when they look at it.

The smile on Feng Qingcheng's face stagnated, and she just felt that the jade book was like a hot potato, and she didn't want to keep it or throw it away.

Cang Yanwei looked at her unusual expression, and asked with a low smile, "Does the princess like this gift?"

The corner of Feng Qingcheng's mouth twitched, and he handed the jade book back to him, "It's too, too precious, you should keep it for yourself."

Cang Yanlai loomed closer, his magnetic voice pierced her eardrums, and every word hit her heart, "It's boring to watch alone, why don't we try tonight according to the pictures on this jade book, how about ?”

"Ah,?" He intentionally breathed into her ear dimples when he spoke, Feng Qingcheng was so sensitive that the tips of her ears turned red, her legs bent unconsciously, trying to shrink herself into a small shrimp.

　Thank you little fairy [inexplicable] for your reward, meme!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)