The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 10 Goodbye to that sick son!
Feng Qingcheng sized up this man with his eyes, and could clearly feel that his skills were not weak, so he gave up the idea of ​​rushing.

She pondered for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows, pretending to be confused and asked back, "I am the princess, do you dare to stop me if I want to go in?"

"His Royal Highness said that no one is allowed to enter except him, and those who disobey the order will die!"

Seeing his accentuated tone, Feng Qingcheng scoffed, and snorted coldly, "It's just a broken courtyard, and the National People's Congress is sent to watch it at night. Even if you give me 1 taels of gold to invite me in, I still have to think about it!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left without waiting for him to answer.

Seeing her leave, the hidden guard disappeared into the night again in a flash.

Feng Qingcheng walked for a long way, and after covering herself under the cover of night, she suddenly turned around and turned back from another direction.

This time, she walked very carefully, using her previous life's tracking and hiding skills, she approached Cui Luoxuan little by little.

Since the key point of the hidden guard is to guard the door, she will pick the place farthest from the door to attack.

Cang Yanlai won't let her in, right? Well, she wants to sing against him!
Maybe there are clues left by Feng Qingyu when she broke in by mistake, as long as she follows the clues to confirm Feng Qingyu's whereabouts, she can leave here and say goodbye to that sick child!

She had received the most cruel and severe special training in her previous life, and she knew how to avoid the eyes and ears of the enemy.

To be on the safe side, she picked up several different small stones from the ground and threw them in different directions inside the courtyard wall.

"Who?"

After the hidden guard noticed the movement, he looked around, but he didn't see any figure.

After being teased like this several times, Feng Qingcheng threw stones in again, and the hidden guard did not come out again.

Taking advantage of his complacency, she quickly used her strength to leap up the wall, and rolled into Cui Luo Xuan lightly.

Landing on the tiptoes, Feng Qingcheng looked up and saw a large dense bamboo forest, which seemed to have no end.

As the night wind blows, the bamboo leaves sway, and the bamboo shadows intertwine layer upon layer. Coupled with the floating mist at night, it seems like entering a fairyland.

Under the moonlight, Feng Qingcheng looked at the lush bamboo forest in front of him, feeling even more puzzled.

What secret is hidden behind the bamboo forest? Why doesn't Cang Yanlei let anyone in?
Full of doubts, Feng Qingcheng walked along Yangchang Xiaotongai to the depths of the bamboo forest. The roads in this bamboo forest are arranged according to the five elements and eight trigrams. The further you go, the heavier the fog will be.

She has always had a good sense of direction, but she couldn't help but doubt herself when she couldn't get out of the bamboo forest after walking for so long.

Just when she turned her head and wanted to retreat, she unexpectedly found that the road behind her was gone.

Seeing this, Feng Qingcheng's mouth couldn't help but twitched a sarcasm, "The tricks are trying to trap me? Since I'm not allowed to go back the way I came, I'll see how terrifying this yard is!"

After walking for about half a stick of incense, Feng Qingcheng suddenly heard the sound of gurgling water, and she was overjoyed, and by listening to the sound, she quickly found the exit.

Standing at the exit of the bamboo forest, she saw the bamboo house in front of her at a glance.

There are five rooms in total, and they are also arranged according to the five elements. The verdant green body of the house is actually made of living bamboo as piles, and it almost blends in with the surrounding bamboo forest.

There is a small stream next to the bamboo, which twists and turns to form a small pond. On the surface of the pond is an arched wooden bridge, and a swing is set up beside the pond.

This design is not inferior to any designer she has seen in her previous life, and the idea is not bad. The bamboo forest isolates a world, which really feels like a paradise.

It's fine not to let people live in it, and not even let people in, it's too violent!
(End of this chapter)