Feng Qing was coldly sneering in her thoughts when the old lady spoke again: "Feng Qing, I ask you, is it you who caused the mishap with the bridal sedan?"
Her voice was dark and sharp, like a ghost emerging from the underworld.
Those murky, triangular eyes shot out a vicious and cold light, as cold as a snake's pupil.
Feng Qing looked at her, fully aware that this old woman wanted her to take all the blame, so that the Feng Family could escape the situation.
Feng Qing didn't have a chance to speak before the old lady spoke again: "Feng Qing, if you can acknowledge your mistakes and change, you're still a good child of the Feng Family. We won't give up on you, but if you refuse to change, don't blame your grandmother for being ruthless."
Upon hearing this, Feng Qing instantly understood the meaning behind the old woman's words. This was an attempt to coax her into admitting this mistake, only to later silence her, but she wasn't a fool.
As Feng Qing pondered this, she spoke coldly: "I don't understand what Grandmother means by these words. I only know I didn't switch the bridal sedan. If someone did switch it, it wasn't me. Originally, I was to enter the palace as the Empress, but now I've become the Princess Consort. And yet there's this claim that I switched sedans—would I be that stupid?"
As Feng Qing finished speaking, she immediately saw that the previously expressionless Prince Regent was staring at her with cold eyes, seemingly quite displeased with what she had said.
Feng Qing internally rolled her eyes but chose not to speak further, lest she provoke this vengeful man again.
In Fushou Hall, the faces of the old lady and Feng Lei Ting were turning dark with anger, as if they wanted nothing more than to strike Feng Qing to vent their rage.
Below, Miss Feng San and Miss Feng Si could no longer hold back and began to speak one after the other.
"Elder Sister, what do you mean? If it wasn't you who switched the bridal sedan, then who? Could it have been Second Sister?"
"Clearly, you admire the Prince and want to marry him, yet now you lay the blame on someone else. You really are shameless."
The words of Miss Feng San and Miss Feng Si didn't earn the old lady's or the Marquis's approval; instead, they provoked their alarm and anger. At the mention of the bridal sedan mishap, they were now terrified.
"Shut up."
The old lady, after speaking, ignored Feng Yu and Feng Rou, then glared viciously at Feng Qing: "You really won't cry until you see your coffin."
She finished speaking and, not waiting for Feng Qing to respond, ordered loudly outside: "Bring in Xiao Dong."
Soon, a maid brought in a slightly short and chubby maidservant who immediately knelt on the floor with a thud, wailing.
"Miss, I'm sorry. Please don't blame me."
Feng Qing looked down and remembered that this was the only maid of her previous self, named Xiao Dong.
Originally, Xiao Dong was a little maid in the Laundry Room, not very good looking, clumsy, and not even able to wash clothes properly. She once ruined the old lady's clothes and received twenty cane strokes, nearly costing her life.
Later, it was her previous self who found some medicine to treat her. In gratitude, she stayed by her previous self's side.
Actually, Feng Qing thought, what favor? It was clear she had other motives. No matter how poor her previous self was, she was still the eldest lady of the Marquis Mansion, and serving her was certainly better than being in the Laundry Room.
In Fushou Hall, the old lady, with a darkened face, asked the kneeling Xiao Dong: "Tell me, why did the two young ladies get into the wrong sedan? Dare to deceive me and you'll find out how I deal with you."
Xiao Dong quickly glanced at Feng Qing, then lowered her head and said quietly: "It was the Miss, she liked the Regent Prince, so she didn't want to marry His Majesty and wanted to marry the Prince. She told me, told me—?"