Feng Qing screamed and woke up with a start. The sky was slightly bright, and Si Qi, who was on night watch outside, hurriedly came in, concernedly asking, "Princess Consort, what happened? Did you have a nightmare?"
Feng Qing nodded slightly, "Yes, I had a nightmare. By the way, did I talk in my sleep?"
Si Qi, unconcerned, replied, "You did. I listened carefully; you mentioned the Prince and said something about poison, but it was quite vague."
Si Qi was unconcerned, but Feng Qing broke out in a cold sweat.
No, she couldn't stay at the Regent Prince Mansion; she must leave.
Honestly, Feng Qing had some confidence in her own abilities. As long as she could leave the Prince Mansion, there was no way Rong Ling could catch her.
If she waited a long time, the Prince would lose interest, and she would be capable of moving freely.
