The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 438 Little sister, who are you?
The two entered the backyard and went straight to the kitchen, but as soon as they stepped into the kitchen door, Feng Qingcheng saw a figure standing in front of the stove at a glance.

The man was dressed in cook's clothes, with a spatula in his hand, standing with his back to them.

Feng Qingcheng's heart suddenly felt a little vigilant, and he clenched his hands into fists calmly, "Who are you? Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

After waiting for a few seconds, the other party not only did not reply, but did not even move his body.

Feng Qingcheng's doubts deepened, she lowered her head, and said to the little guy beside her, "A Li, you stay here and don't move, I'll go and have a look."

She said, took a deep breath, and bravely walked forward.

After bypassing the cook and seeing her face, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help exclaiming, "My God!"

Cangli heard the sound and ran over nervously, "Mother! Mother! What's wrong?"

"This puppet is so exquisite!"

A kerosene lamp was lit above the hearth, and the light fell just right on the doll.

Under the dim light, they could even clearly see the tiny yellow fluff on the doll's chin.

This doll is made more like a real person than those shopkeepers and shop assistants outside. If she didn't even blink her eyes, Feng Qingcheng would really think that she is the cook here!
Even though no one else was in the kitchen, it was uncomfortable to be stared at by this indistinguishable doll.

Feng Qingcheng just wanted to make a quick decision, glanced around, and found fresh vegetables, eggs and noodles on the table, then rolled up her sleeves, "A Li, mother, can I make you a bowl of egg noodles?"

"it is good!"

Feng Qingcheng is a princess in this life, and she spent almost all her days in the palace where she opened her mouth and stretched out her hands. However, in her previous life, she had strong hands-on skills and good cooking skills. Even though she hadn't cooked for a long time, her cooking skills were still there.

After a while, she cooked a bowl of delicious egg noodles.

"Come on, eat, let's go back to sleep after eating."

However, before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a slight noise outside the kitchen.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

When she raised her eyes to look at the door, she clearly saw a white shadow passing by.

"get out!"

She picked up the kitchen knife from the chopping board and walked slowly towards the kitchen door.

Before reaching the door, she saw a shadow on the ground.

The corner of Feng Qingcheng's lips twitched coldly, raised the kitchen knife and attacked the man.

Just when the kitchen knife was about to hit the opponent, Feng Qingcheng's pupils shrank, and she hastily withdrew her hands.

Standing against the wall in front of her was a girl who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, with big eyes looking at her in fear and helplessness, as if frightened by the big kitchen knife in her hand.

Feng Qingcheng was about to chop off her head with the kitchen knife just a centimeter away, and she was also in a cold sweat at this moment.

She took a few deep breaths, calming down the heart that was about to jump out of her throat, then stared at the girl in front of her, looked left and right, and sized her up several times. After confirming that she was breathing many times, her eyelashes would blink , then asked, "little sister, who are you? Why are you in this inn so late?"

The girl stared straight at Cangli behind her, and swallowed her saliva, but due to excessive fright, her eyelashes trembled, and even her shoulders trembled.

She moved the corners of her mouth and made a small sound like a cat meowing, "I'm hungry..."

Feng Qingcheng turned her head to look at Cangli who was holding a noodle bowl in her hand, and probably guessed that the aroma of the noodles might have attracted her here.

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)