The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 25 What kind of treasure is the blood jade?
Feng Qingcheng is not pure and good-tempered, knowing that if she continues to fight, it will not end well, so in order not to embarrass Shen Rong, she finds an excuse to get out, "My skirt is stained with tea, go back to the room and change into clean clothes."

She turned around and strode towards the backyard. Bi Yue looked at Feng Yuan and then at Shen Rong, trotted after her, "Miss, wait for me."

Relying on the memory of the original owner, Feng Qingcheng came to the backyard wing room. Her room was completely different from the boudoir of ordinary daughters. There was a bookshelf next to the bed. The shelf was full of books, but there was no rouge or powder.

Feng Qingcheng picked up the books on the bookshelf and flipped through a few books, all of which were records of witchcraft, so the original owner was regarded as a genius since she was a child, not because her talent was higher than ordinary people, but because she worked harder when others couldn't see it.

However, Feng Qingcheng rummaged through the bookshelves and found no useful clues. She sat down on the low couch beside her in frustration, and casually asked the person standing next to her, "Biyue, have you heard of blood jade?"

"Blood jade?" Biyue shook her head with a bewildered expression, "I haven't heard of it."

Feng Qingcheng stared at the window lattice, and whispered almost to himself, "Then, why did Cang Yanli insist that I stole his blood jade? What kind of treasure is blood jade that makes him care so much? "

Just as she was thinking hard, she suddenly felt a figure flashing past the window. Feng Qingcheng's eyes sank, and she said coldly, "Who is it?"

However, when she rushed to the window to look out, there was not even a ghost, let alone a person.

Bi Yue also quickly poked her head out of the window, looking left and right, "Miss, did you see it wrong?"

Feng Qingcheng replied firmly, "Impossible."

She has excellent eyesight. When she participated in special training in her previous life, she also worked as an observer with snipers. She was sure that someone was outside the window just now.

"However, besides you, there is only Second Miss in the backyard. Second Miss has poor legs and feet. If she passes by, it's impossible for her to run away all at once."

The second young lady, Feng Qingyin, whom Biyue spoke of was Feng Qingcheng's twin sister, and they were conjoined twins when they were young, and they were forcibly separated.

The leg that Feng Qingyin and Feng Qingcheng were connected to was severed, and she became disabled from then on.

Although she has since recovered from her injuries, her walk is still bumpy.

Probably out of inferiority complex, she lived in seclusion on weekdays, and even the servants in the mansion seldom saw her.

After Feng Qingcheng heard the words, she tried her best to search her memory, but found that the original owner seemed to know very little about her twin sister, and she could only remember her facial features very vaguely.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help thinking of her previous life. She once wishfully thought that she and her sister had a good relationship, but in the end they ended up in pieces.

In this life, even if she cannot achieve mutual love with her twin sister, she sincerely hopes to coexist peacefully.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingcheng looked away from the window, changed into a clean dress, and said calmly, "Biyue, accompany me to the next room to have a look."

Bi Yue couldn't help being stunned, "Miss, you have never had any contact with Second Miss, why did you come to see her today on a whim?"

"No matter how strong the blood relationship is, if you don't contact each other for a long time, you will become distant. Go and see, I don't know when I will come back next time."

Seeing that she had gone out, Biyue had no choice but to swallow the phrase 'Second Miss doesn't like people looking at her' and followed.

Standing at the door of the wing room next door, Feng Qingcheng raised her hand and knocked on the door panel, "Sister, can I come in?"

No one answered, Feng Qingcheng glanced at Biyue, "No one?"

"Maybe Second Miss is still resting."

　Can the little fairies guess the identity of the second lady?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)