Rong Ling didn't wait for Feng Qing to speak, and said again, "Enough, you are my main wife, serving me is the right thing to do, don't be so embarrassed and angry."
Feng Qing glared at him in anger and shouted, "I'm not embarrassed and angry, I never wanted to serve the Prince's medicinal bath, nor did I want to take advantage of the Prince, I?"
At the end of her words, Feng Qing simply stopped talking, turned around and walked out: "Can't be bothered with you, I'm going to sleep."
As Feng Qing's words fell, behind her Rong Ling's expression suddenly turned cold, with dark pupils deep and dangerous, a sharp gaze piercing through.
"This temper is really getting worse, are you taking me for granted?"
His voice was gloomy and cold, making Feng Qing immediately recall his ruthless nature; even if she was his lifesaver, angering him might not end well for her.
