In the main hall, Feng Qing stared in shock at all this. Who said that ancient women never left the house, were conservative, and adhered strictly to etiquette? Look at these, they're even more open than modern people.
They're all pushing to have men sleep with them.
Feng Qing had her eyes opened wide. She glanced at Consort Jiang and the others, then looked at Rong Ling beside her. He hadn't had a proper rest for days and she was also rather tired, wasn't she?
Feng Qing thought to herself and spoke up, "Then tonight, Prince can go rest at Consort Jiang's place. I could use a good rest myself."
So tired, Feng Qing yawned.
Consort Jiang immediately smiled happily, her eyes soft as she looked at Rong Ling. She was going to be favored by the Prince tonight; this was wonderful.
Consort Jiang's heart raced; this was her first time, and she was quite looking forward to it.
