Feng Qing was startled by his words, instinctively closing her eyes quickly, pretending she was asleep.
This childish act amused Rong Ling, lifting his spirits which had been weighed down all night.
He suddenly leaned down, moving close to Feng Qing's face, teasing her, "Does the Princess Consort wish for me to continue what was left unfinished earlier?"
Feng Qing was momentarily stunned, recalling the time when Rong Ling applied medicine to her in the tent. At that time, he seemed a bit moved, so what was he implying now?
Feng Qing immediately became nervous, forgetting that she was pretending to be asleep.
She rapidly opened her eyes and looked at Rong Ling, saying, "Prince, what nonsense are you talking about? Go to sleep; we have to join the hunting event tomorrow."
Upon hearing her words, Rong Ling moved even closer, so close that they were almost touching.
"If the Princess Consort wishes, I can accompany you, skipping the hunting event."
