Chapter 41: One is the fiery type and the other is the cold and proud type
Chunying called Feng Canglun coldly, but Feng Canglun didn't even look back, "You ugly girl, go ahead and lie to ghosts. It's contagious. Why don't I see you die?"
Chunying squatted there, so angry that she wanted to rush over and have a fight with him, but in front of her, it was more important to boil the medicine.
Feng Canglun entered the inner hall angrily, opened the bead curtain, and saw Qianxun lying on the familiar bed, her face as red as a ripe apple.
His body was covered with a thick quilt, but sweat was constantly dripping from his forehead.
Feng Canglun walked to the bedside and saw her staring at the curtain quietly. She seemed to be in a daze, and her heart was shocked. Isn't she stupid? [
"Hey, idiot princess, what's wrong with you?"
Qianxun was thinking about his parents, and when he was suddenly shouted at, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up.
He raised his eyes and saw that it was Feng Canglun.
In the past few days, Nangong Xi, Leng Fengling, Xia Zhibai and other male concubines had all visited her, but Feng Canglun was the latest.
"Hehe, sir, I want Tangtang...Tangtang..."
Feng Canglun felt disappointed. This princess was still an idiot.
But he couldn't bear to question her, so he reached into his sleeves, took out a small packet of lotus seed candies, and placed them on her pillow.
Qianxun got up happily, opened the wax paper, grabbed a handful of candies and ate them happily.
In this world, she also likes sweet things and hates sour things.
Although I have had good food and food these past few days, I have a high fever and I really can’t get up any energy.
"You idiot, can't you eat it slowly?"
Seeing Qianxun eating in such a hurry, Feng Canglun narrowed his eyes and became extremely worried.
Is this princess really unable to wake up?
This is quite a pity.
Seeing that Qianxun still hadn't heard his words, Feng Canglun was a little discouraged. She looked at Qianxun who was eating like crazy and saw crystal beads of sweat dripping from her forehead. Just as she was about to take out her handkerchief, she heard footsteps.
The bead curtain was opened, and a man in silver gave Feng Canglun a cold and arrogant look, and walked towards the inner hall.
He, Leng Fengling, was dressed in silver, with flowing silver hair, and was extremely handsome. Compared to Feng Canglun, who was dressed in red, he was a completely different type of handsome man.
One is the fiery type and the other is the cold and arrogant type.