The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 387 Mother, what happened to your leg?
In fact, Feng Qingyin regretted what she said just now, and was worried that her identity would be exposed. After all, if she used Feng Qingcheng's identity to deceive this little thing, it would be much more convenient to do things.

At this moment, when she heard the little guy's concerned question, she pursed her lips unaccustomedly, "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, she stopped looking at him and strode towards the alley.

She and Feng Qingcheng have the same body shape, so it is almost impossible to tell them apart from the outside.

However, as soon as Feng Qingyin walked fast, the congenital defect on her leg was exposed, and her injured leg was a little bumpy when walking.

Cangli is a very sensitive child. When he saw that her two legs were not walking harmoniously, he held up two bunches of candied haws and chased after her, "Mother, what's wrong with your legs? Are you injured?"

Feng Qingyin was very unaccustomed to a little guy who was not as tall as her thigh to care about her, and at the same time, an inexplicable irritability surged in her heart, "Are you annoying? Can you be quiet for a while?"

When Cang Li was yelled at by her, he couldn't help shivering his small shoulders.

He looked up at her profile, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked in a low voice, "Mother, are you in a bad mood? If you are unhappy, you can tell Ah Li, and Ah Li will find a way to make you happy of!"

At this point, he paused, and tiptoed to bring the candied haws to her mouth, "Mother, when I was on the mountain, the master told me that if a person wants to live a long life, he must be happy every day." .In case something unhappy happens, eat something sweet and you will feel better!"

Although Master Liao Jing is a well-educated monk, no one knows that he loves sweets very much, so he has already lost a lot of teeth.

During the few years Cangli lived in the Canaan Temple, in order to prevent the little guy from eating food and destroying his teeth, he often supervised him not to let him eat more candied haws.

Sometimes, if it is found that someone brings him more candied haws than the standard, Liao Jing will confiscate a few bunches.

But apart from Ah Li, probably no one knew that all the confiscated candied haws had entered the stomach of the presiding abbot.

His comforting words were really innocent enough, Feng Qingyin sneered in her heart, "I don't want to eat."

Cangli still didn't give up, and raised a chubby finger, "Mother, take a bite, just take a bite. I won't lie to you, my mood will really improve!"

"I said I don't want to eat, are you annoyed?"

Feng Qingyin couldn't hold back and yelled at him directly, Cangli curled her small mouth, her eyes flushed with grievance.

However, he held back his tears and drooped his head, "A Li knows that my mother is in a bad mood, so I won't quarrel with her."

Feng Qingyin obviously has no feelings for children, and for some reason, when she heard this, she felt a little guilty in her heart, and even wanted to comfort him.

But soon she dismissed the idea, she didn't really want to take this kid away as her son.

Of course, it is impossible for her to bring him back to Fengfu.

The two walked through the long alley, and Feng Qingyin found a nearby inn to stay.

After entering the upstairs room, Cangli scanned the inside, and the originally sullen little face gradually revealed a look of excitement, "Mother, are we going to live here tonight?"

A child's sadness comes and goes quickly.

Feng Qingyin met his gaze, and responded lightly, "Yes."

Cang Li licked the candied haws in his hand, and frowned, "Then, should we tell Father, lest he get anxious if he can't find us?"

Feng Qingyin had originally planned in her heart how to let Feng Qingcheng know that Cangli was in her hands, and the little guy's proposal was in her favor.

　Ask for a ticket, okay!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)