The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 212 It's cool to vent your anger for a while, and the crematorium afterwards!

She flicked her arms and strode forward.

When passing by him, Feng Qingcheng deliberately bumped his shoulder with evil intentions.

"hiss!"

Cang Yanwei staggered two steps, his body's center of gravity was out of balance, and he knelt down on one knee without warning.

Feng Qingcheng was dumbfounded immediately, and froze on the spot for a long time without saying a word, "..."

She just wanted to teach him a lesson, but didn't think about what to do to him, and she didn't seem to use much effort!

His back injury has obviously scabbed over, why is he still so weak?
But it was really her fault to bump into him.

Feng Qingcheng came back, leaned over to hold his arm, and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, where did you hurt? Can you still stand up?"

The man didn't say anything, he pursed the corners of his lips, and withdrew his arm from her hand, trying to stand up again.

But before he could stand up straight, his knees fell back heavily again.

Although the ground here was muddy, the ground was cold and hard, and it must have had a bad taste to stick it on.

"Cang Yanli, do you want it?" Feng Qingcheng couldn't stand it any longer, and grabbed his arm again, this time using a bit more strength than before.

"I can't be disabled."

Cang Yanlei still wanted to withdraw his arm, but Feng Qingcheng grabbed him even tighter, "Cang Yanlei, I didn't... do it on purpose just now."

When she said the last three words, she lowered her voice guiltily. Seeing that the man didn't answer, she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, "I'll take you back."

"Don't bother the concubine." Cang Yanli put one hand on the ground, trying to use his strength to stand up, but tried several times but failed.

Feng Qingcheng was in charge of Sanqi 21, and put his arms around his neck on his shoulders, "Don't be brave, you can't even stand up, what else do you want? Climb back?"

The man pursed his thin lips, and his deep and magnetic voice was full of arrogance, "I don't want to trouble others."

"You said before that I'm not someone else! Big man, don't be hypocritical!" Feng Qingcheng supported him involuntarily, and walked towards the wing.

Because the man couldn't walk, the original one-minute journey took six to seven minutes to complete.

When he was sent back to the room, Feng Qingcheng was already out of breath.

She helped the man to the side of the bed, and after he sat down, she raised her hand and thumped her waist vigorously, humming, "Oh, my old waist!"

What does it mean to vent your anger for a while? Afterwards, she really experienced it in the crematorium.

Cang Li was lying in front of the table, fiddling with the candles idly, and when he saw them coming back, he quickly jumped off the stool, "Mother, what's wrong with Father Wang?"

"Uh..." Feng Qingcheng glanced at the man's sharp-edged side face, "Maybe when I walked too far just now, I accidentally slipped my waist. I'll go to the doctor to see if the wound is open."

However, as soon as she turned around, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by the man.

Feng Qingcheng was startled, and subconsciously looked at him again, "What's wrong?"

"This hall is fine, there is no need to find a doctor, you can go back and rest."

Feng Qingcheng really wanted to leave before, but now she has made a mistake, it seems a little unkind for her to leave like this.

She bit her lip and struggled for a while before asking weakly, "Well, why don't I stay tonight?"

"Princess, you don't have to force yourself. Just now, the palace didn't stand firm, so I don't blame you."

"..." The more he said that, the more regretful she felt.

Feng Qingcheng sat on the bed directly, with an expression on her face that could be regarded as death-defying, "I'm going to stay here tonight! You don't want to drive me away!"

　Third watch, thank you, little fairy [Gentleness is only for the person you like. ]'s reward, meme!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)