Feng Qing heard Rong Ling's words, quickly looked up at the man in front of her, and then looked at herself. The two were now sitting face-to-face on horseback.
This posture was utterly shameful, and Feng Qing's face turned red in an instant. She shouted in anger, "Let me go."
Unlike Feng Qing's embarrassed fury, Rong Ling was exceptionally graceful. He glanced at Feng Qing and said, "Being so close, I'm sure you can see more clearly?"
Feng Qing had no interest in looking at his face. She could feel all the eyes around were focused on her, not just people from Prince Yong Mansion, but even patients and rescue team members not far away were looking over.
Although the customs in Qinghe County have always been relatively open, and it's normal for women to work outside, seeing her sitting on a horse with another man like this, who knows what they might say.
