The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 73 The next head down?

Xiyuan, wing room.

After Feng Qingcheng had quarreled with Cang Yanwei, she was no longer in the mood to unwrap presents, and she didn't even use much for dinner, so she lit two oil lamps, sat at the table by the window, and read the book she brought out from the forbidden area. of ancient books.

The witchcraft recorded in the book is very mysterious, and she has never heard of many terms.

However, looking at it, those uncommon incantations seemed strange yet inexplicably familiar, and her thoughts were gradually immersed in the book.

Just as she was engrossed in watching, Biyue suddenly ran in excitedly, holding a jar in her hand, "Miss! Look what a good thing I caught!"

Feng Qingcheng heard the panting sound coming from her ear, glanced sideways at her, and frowned, "What's the matter, it's so sudden?"

"Miss, look, I caught a firefly, it's so beautiful!" Biyue was afraid that she would get angry when she was alone in the room, so she ran to the flower garden in the backyard to catch a few fireflies to make her happy.

Bi Yue lifted the lid of the porcelain jar, and Feng Qingcheng saw a firefly eagerly trying to escape from it, "Be careful!"

She pushed the lid back on, "It's easy for fireflies to get into your nose when you open the lid like this."

"Ah!" Bi Yue's eyes widened, she covered the jar with one hand and her nose with the other, and said in a bewildered tone, "Miss, why don't I throw the jar out?"

Seeing that she turned around and was about to run outside, Feng Qingcheng's mind suddenly flashed the tracking technique she had just seen in the ancient book, and hurriedly stopped her and said, "Don't throw it!"

Biyue paused, and looked at her suspiciously, "Miss, it's too dangerous for the firefly to get into someone's nose, I think it's safer to throw it away."

Feng Qingcheng's eyes fell on the smoky blue porcelain jar, and she waved to her, "Give them to me, I will use them myself."

Bi Yue didn't know what she wanted to do, but she turned around and put the jar in her hand, "Miss, be careful when you open the lid."

Feng Qingcheng didn't answer, and was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "By the way, are there any personal things for Cang Yanli in my room?"

Bi Yue didn't know why she suddenly asked this question, she thought about it seriously, then shook her head and said, "No."

"Really? Think about it again." Feng Qingcheng continued to ask persistently, "Anything is fine, even if it's hair or the clothes you've worn."

Biyue raised her hand and scratched her forehead, "I don't have the clothes I've worn, but can I have a pair of His Highness's boots?"

"Okay, go and get it!"

"Yes." Bi Yue quickly brought the boots that Cang Yanlei wore, glanced at the ancient book in front of her, and covered her mouth in shock, then she hid the boots behind her, The voice was tense and lowered a lot, "Miss, you, you must not be too hard to think about using witchcraft on His Highness! If someone finds out, you will lose your head!"

She thought that Feng Qingcheng was not angry enough, and wanted to use a small witchcraft such as lowering her head to fix Cang Yanlu.

Feng Qingcheng raised her hand and knocked on her head, and at the same time easily snatched the boots from her hand, "What are you talking about? Do you think this girl is the kind of person who hides in the dark and makes small moves?"

Bi Yue blinked her eyes and looked puzzled, "Then what do you want His Highness's boots to do?"

"It's just a small experiment, don't be nervous." Feng Qingcheng put the boots on the table, aligned the mouth of the jar with the mouth of the boots, slowly opened the lid and put all the fireflies into the boots.

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)