Feng Qing, thinking quickly, said, "What nonsense are you speaking? They only spoke up to save me because they saw I was caught. Didn't you see how many people in Qinghe County wanted to rescue me? It's because I'm well-liked."
Feng Qing's words did not ease Rong Ling's mind. Thinking about that man's gaze and his words made him feel both angry and stifled.
"But I think he has unusual intentions towards the Princess Consort. Should I invite him over for a good chat?"
Feng Qing rolled her eyes silently and quickly pondered if she should fabricate an affair for herself, hoping that Rong Ling might then give up on her.
However, just as she thought of it, Rong Ling, who had been closely observing the expression on her face, sneered.
"You better weigh carefully whether you can bear the wrath of this prince if you speak such words."
The idea in Feng Qing's mind was immediately extinguished. If anything went wrong, she would be the unlucky one.
