The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 80 Like a Mouse Hiding in a Dark Corner
Feng Qingyin eavesdropped on the corner of the wall for a while, raised her hand and knocked on the door frame, "Father."

There can only be one descendant of the Feng family's witchcraft in each generation. Among the three sisters, Feng Qingcheng has the highest talent in witchcraft, but her parents are orderly, and Feng Qingyu is stable. , Feng Yuan taught her as witchcraft.

It's a pity that both Feng Qingyu and Feng Qingcheng had no intention of becoming heirs, and even Feng Qingyu even lost his life for Cang Yanyou.

Feng Yuan had no choice but to verbally agree that Feng Qingyin would be the inheritor of Feng's witchcraft.

Hearing the voice at this time, he looked up at the door, "Qingyin, are you looking for me?"

"Father, I want to visit my aunt."

Fifteen years ago, Feng Xing changed his fate against the sky and used witchcraft to keep their conjoined twins alive. Later, they suffered backlash and their health was not as good as before. Now they live alone in a garden in the suburbs.

Feng Yuan knew that she wanted to practice witchcraft with Feng Bing wholeheartedly, so she didn't stop her, "Go, go back early."

"Got it, Dad."

Feng Qingyin left the General's Mansion and took a carriage to the other garden outside the city.

The carriage was driving on the spacious official road, Feng Qingyin covered most of her face with a silk scarf, leaving only her eyes exposed.

She lifted the curtain of the car window and looked outside. The road was very busy with people coming and going.

And such excitement, neither the original owner nor she had ever participated in it.Because of physical defects, Feng Qingyin used to lock herself in the boudoir in the backyard, not to mention seeing people, she seldom even looked in the mirror.

She obviously has a beautiful face, but she lives like a mouse hiding in a dark corner.

Every time she thinks of this, endless hatred will surge up in her heart, whether it is towards Feng Qingcheng, or towards Feng Xi who personally caused the current situation.

However, these days will soon be over, because she has found a way to make herself a normal person!

Today I went to find Feng Zhi, but I just wanted to ask her for something.

With that kind of thing, she can have a sound body, and she no longer has to worry about others looking at her strangely.

The carriage drove for more than an hour, and stopped in front of the gate of the other garden in the suburbs.

After Feng Qingyin got off the car, she saw a maid standing at the door to welcome her.

"Second miss."

"Where's my aunt?" Feng Qingyin only glanced at her, then walked into the door impatiently, "Take me to find her immediately."

"Yes."

The servant girl didn't dare to neglect, and led her to the ancestral hall behind.

Feng Xixi is quiet, there is no one else in this other garden except for a servant girl who is close to her, a few mothers who cook tea and rice, and a few guards who guard the courtyard.

At this time, Feng Ji was kneeling in front of the tablet of the successors of the Feng family enshrined in the ancestral hall. She had nothing to do every day, and would stay here for an hour or two in the morning.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching from far to near, she didn't raise her head, but asked quietly, "Xiaoyue, tell the kitchen, I'll have lunch later."

"Auntie, it's me."

When he heard the soft call from behind, Feng Ping showed a look of surprise on his face, and then turned his head to look behind him.

The scarf on Feng Qingyin's face had been removed, revealing her beautiful face.

Feng Ping looked at her, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Qingcheng? I haven't seen you in several years, I never thought you would become a big girl in the blink of an eye."

Seeing that she had identified the wrong person, Feng Qingyin's eyes flashed with emotion, she was silent for a moment before saying, "Auntie, I am Qingyin."

Feng Xi raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Qingyin, why are you here?"

In her memory, Feng Qing has always been a weak and sickly existence, let alone traveling far away, even getting out of the room is very difficult.

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