As soon as Rong Ling woke up, he had Nan Xuan call Feng Qing in, and then he just stared coldly at Feng Qing without saying a word, only speaking up after a long while with a chilling voice.
"Is this your attitude as a wife, unable to even serve your husband properly?"
Every time Feng Qing thought about his words on wanting a reward - that they would consummate when he recovered - she couldn't help but scoff. Did he think she was that eager for it, like it was some grand favor?
She wouldn't accept it, and she had no intention of staying at Prince Yong Mansion. She would leave eventually; right now, she was only afraid that if he died, it would cause her trouble, that's all.
While thinking, Feng Qing slowly replied, "Prince knows I don't serve people well, yet you still want me to serve you. Isn't that asking for the impossible? From now on, let others serve you. It's not like I'm the only woman in the Prince Mansion. Not to mention, a great beauty was just brought in today."
