Feng Qing heard the words spoken by the person outside the wall and felt as if struck by lightning, her whole being was blown to pieces, inside and out.
She slowly and tremblingly looked down towards the base of the wall and saw a few people staring at her from the edge of the Regent Prince Mansion's outer wall. The man at the forefront had a cold gaze as deep as an abyss, while the two people behind him had wide-eyed looks of disbelief.
Feng Qing stiffened her hand and slowly raised it: "What a coincidence, Prince."
Rong Ling's eyes were cold and fierce as he curled his lips: "Indeed, it's a coincidence. It seems our Princess Consort likes climbing walls the most."
Feng Qing felt chills down her spine and then sheepishly took a step back, swiftly jumping onto the tree within the wall and sliding down.
This was almost an instinctive action, but unfortunately, Rong Ling's cold and sombre voice without any humility was transmitted inside from outside the wall.
"Bring her to me."
