The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 26 No one has ever seen Second Miss!
Feng Qingcheng's eyes paused, and she knocked on the door again, "Sister, if you don't answer me, I'll go in by myself."

However, just as her hand was about to push the door, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the room, "I'm resting, I don't want to see anyone."

The low voice is rougher than that of a man, like the creaking sound of a chainsaw rubbing against a tree trunk, which is particularly uncomfortable to hear.

Feng Qingcheng was slightly taken aback, and wanted to say something else, but Biyue had already pulled her away quickly, until she was out of the backyard, then lowered her voice and said, "Miss, Second Miss has a weird personality and doesn't like to deal with people, let's not bother her Better."

Feng Qingcheng's doubts deepened, "Isn't it boring for her to shut herself in the room all day?"

If it were her, she probably wouldn't be able to stay for an hour.

Bi Yue also showed an incomprehensible expression, "I don't know, anyway, almost no one in the house has seen Second Miss."

"What about eating? She doesn't come out either?"

"Second Miss has three meals a day prepared by someone and delivered to her door, and she will bring the meals into the room when no one is around."

Feng Qingcheng turned her head, her eyes fell on the closed wooden door again, and she narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

The relationship between the original owner and Feng Qingyin is generally weak, so naturally she pays little attention to Feng Qingyin, but for some reason, Feng Qingcheng intuitively feels that there seems to be an indescribable weirdness in the boudoir of the second lady of the Feng family.

But if you want to ask her what's wrong, she can't answer.

"Miss, miss!" Seeing her staring blankly at the direction behind her, Biyue raised her voice and whispered in her ear a few times, "Madam told us to go to the front hall for lunch."

Feng Qingcheng took another deep look at the closed door, and then withdrew her gaze, and the expression on her face returned to normal, "Let's go."

In the wing room, Feng Qingyin stood by the window until she could not hear any movement from the outer door, then she opened the window and looked outside.

The bright sunlight fell through the window sills and shone on her arms. She immediately retracted her hands as if she had been scalded.

The black robe she was wearing seemed to be ignited by a fire, and it suddenly caught fire. She quickly took the teapot next to her and poured cool tea on the robe, and the original small flame was extinguished on the spot.

Feng Qingyin looked sideways slightly, and took a look in the mirror next to her. There was a face exactly like Feng Qingcheng's, her bright eyes reflected the sea of ​​stars, clear and clear, her nose and cherry lips, extremely glamorous.

Her facial features are so delicate and perfect that there is almost no blemish, and her skin seems to be broken by blows, but her complexion is pale like she hasn't seen the sun all year round.

However, the aura around her was very sinister. Standing in a dimly lit room, she seemed to be able to melt into the darkness and disappear at any time.

At this moment, she stared coldly at herself in the mirror, her eyes so cold that she was a poisonous snake dormant in the dark, ready to strike the enemy with a fatal blow at any time.

After a long time, she slowly raised her hand to caress her face, "Feng Qingcheng, is that you? If so, it is really gratifying. In this life, we sisters have another chance to compete in the second round. Looking forward to it!"

At the dinner table, Feng Qingcheng ate well, and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Seeing that she stopped eating with her chopsticks, Shen Rong asked with concern, "What, the food doesn't suit your taste?"

Feng Qingcheng shook her head, recalling what happened in the backyard, she put down her job and looked at her, "Mother, why don't you let Second Sister eat at the same table with us?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she clearly felt that the atmosphere on the table froze for a moment.

Shen Rong glanced at her husband beside her, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a bit far-fetched, "Well done, why did you suddenly mention your second sister?"

(End of this chapter)