Feng Qing took a deep breath and turned to look out of the carriage, finding the bustling streets outside very interesting.
Rong Ling, however, did not appreciate her action and said coldly, "Put the curtain down."
Feng Qing complied, not wanting to challenge this man's authority again. He was vengeful and ruthless, and she didn't want to provoke him when she wasn't strong enough.
Feng Qing remained silent while Rong Ling, lying on the soft couch, spoke: "What do you think the Feng Family will do when they see us?"
Feng Qing opened her mouth without thinking: "They will definitely blame me for everything, saying I swapped the bridal sedan, saying I yearned for the Prince, had improper thoughts, saying I went insane wanting to become Regent Queen, and orchestrated such a grand performance under their noses."
Rong Ling, on the soft couch, listened to Feng Qing as he lowered his eyes in deep thought, lightly tapping the long fingers resting on the table.
This incident of the bride entering the wrong bridal sedan should have been orchestrated by Emperor Rong Che; without the emperor's directive, the Feng Family wouldn't dare to harbor such thoughts.
The Emperor didn't want to marry the eldest Miss of Marquis Jing'an Mansion as Empress; so three months ago, he had the Empress Dowager issue a decree betrothing the second Miss of Marquis Jing'an Mansion to him, and then on the day the sisters were both married, swapped the bridal sedan.
Yet, how could Emperor Rong Che dare to do such a thing?
Rong Ling knew this emperor nephew was actually quite afraid of him, and logically, he shouldn't dare to do so.
Rong Ling found it utterly baffling.
Feng Qing, on one side of the carriage, kept watching Prince Regent's expression. From his look, she guessed Rong Ling's inner confusion.
Feng Qing, however, understood the reason well — the Emperor dared to do so because he thought she was destined to die.
With her death, they would blame everything on her and then say she loved the Prince to death, willing to die just to enter Regent Prince Mansion.
Inside the carriage, the two were deep in thought when the carriage stopped, and Nan Feng's respectful voice sounded from outside.
"Prince, we've arrived at Marquis Jing'an Mansion."
Rong Ling raised his eyes, which were obscured and deep, and slowly curled the corners of his lips into a smile that was almost a smirk but devoid of warmth.
Outside the carriage, the people of Marquis Jing'an Mansion had already been alerted, and Marquis Jing'an Feng Lei Ting, along with the mansion's crowd, quickly welcomed them to the front door.
"Servant greets Prince Regent's arrival."
Rong Ling and Feng Qing got off the carriage one after another.
The crowd at the Marquis Jing'an Mansion entrance stared at Rong Ling and Feng Qing who got off the carriage, Prince Regent was strikingly handsome, not only were his looks exceptional, but his every move was naturally majestic, as if a deity had descended.
The hearts of the young ladies within Marquis Jing'an Mansion skipped a beat as they watched.
But when their gaze fell on Feng Qing beside Prince Regent, disdain flickered in their eyes.
This woman truly had no shame, actually swapping the second sister's bridal sedan to marry into Regent Prince Mansion.
She was so ugly, and had suffered a curse, what right did she have to enter Regent Prince Mansion? Only someone outstanding like the second sister was worthy of such a handsome Prince Regent.
The young ladies in Marquis Jing'an Mansion immediately felt indignant for Feng Yao, who was in the palace.
The old Madam and Marquis Feng Lei Ting, along with Madam Lin Ruyue, looked as if struck by lightning, staring blankly at the woman who walked alongside Prince Regent.
Feng Qing really was not dead.
Though the Emperor had sent someone to notify them earlier, they still found it hard to believe. She was clearly given the Vermilion Bird Pill, how was it possible that she was unharmed?