The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 21 What a beautiful white lotus!
"Miss, those women in the mansion were all forced into the palace by the Queen Mother in order to please His Highness. Most of them, let alone having children, have never even seen His Highness face to face!"

Feng Qingcheng obviously didn't believe her words, raised her eyebrows, "So exaggerated?"

"Miss, our Highness has a good reputation, how many girls are desperate to marry into the palace? Even if they are slaves!"

This is not an exaggeration, it is simply insane!

She looked serious, and Feng Qingcheng frowned thoughtfully.

If that little luotou wasn't Cang Yanlei's illegitimate son, what would his identity be?He looks so similar to Cang Yanli, could it be his younger brother?
But in the memory of the original owner, all the concubines of the emperor have never lost their children. Is this kid the emperor's illegitimate child?
Could it be that Cang Yanli was planning a rebellion, so he imprisoned a certain prince without authorization?

If this is the case, after finding out the identity of Little Luobotou, maybe it can be used as a bargaining chip for her to negotiate with Cang Yanlu.

While Biyue was chatting with her, a servant had already brought her breakfast. Feng Qingcheng looked at the rich pastries on the table and nodded in satisfaction, "The only advantage of marrying here is probably that the food is relatively well-off."

The chefs in the palace are really good at cooking, and the porridge and pastries they make look good and taste good.

Feng Qingcheng ate with gusto, glanced at Biyue who was serving at the side, and was about to ask about returning home, when a delicate voice suddenly came from the door, "Sister Wangfei, my sister is here to greet you!"

Feng Qingcheng paused slightly for the hand holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and slowly narrowed her beautiful eyes to look at the door.

The visitor was wearing a long white narcissus dress, and his face had been meticulously groomed, but unfortunately the makeup was applied too thickly, and the powder would fall off even if the corners of his mouth were widened.

Her eyebrows were low and her eyes were smooth, with a seemingly gentle and harmless smile on her red lips.

What a beautiful white lotus!
Feng Qingcheng looked up at her, and recognized her from the original owner's memory as Zhao Shangshu's concubine, the sixth eldest, who was often bullied by other concubine daughters in Shangshu's mansion, her name was Zhao Wan'er.

Feng Qingcheng has an impression of her because they had an affair. The original owner and Zhao Wan'er saw the same piece of cloth at the cloth shop, and Zhao Wan'er was ready to pay for it. .

At this time, Feng Qingcheng glanced at Zhao Wan'er's face, and after eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand, she said slowly, "Miss Zhao, I don't seem to have an old sister like you, so don't try to get married."

Zhao Wan'er's complexion froze, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a bit far-fetched, "You are now a princess, and you are respected and orderly. I should call you sister. If you don't like this name, I don't want to be called."

Feng Qingcheng didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so she asked straight to the point, "Are you here for something?"

"I heard that His Highness went out last night and didn't come back, so I wanted to take care of my sister." Zhao Wan'er glanced at Biyue and asked tentatively, "Did anything happen last night?"

Cang Yanlei left the new house in the middle of the night last night, and she received word early in the morning that she spent a lot of money to buy eyeliner.

Feng Qingcheng put down her chopsticks, "Why, what do you hope will happen?"

"Of course I don't want to!" Zhao Wan'er looked at her face, rolled her eyes, and quietly took out a slender jade bottle from her bosom, "Sister, this is the spring breeze I bought from Xunhualou at a high price. , I came here today to dedicate it to my sister.”

Once the spring breeze, you can guess what it is just by hearing the name.

Feng Qingcheng scoffed, "Why don't you keep something so good for yourself?"

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