Nan Feng had no idea that changing from thirty strokes of the cane to house arrest was like ascending from hell to heaven for Feng Qing. So what if it's house arrest? She couldn't be happier. Besides, she didn't want to serve Rong Ling. Staying in her own courtyard was pure joy.
Feng Qing was happy, but others were not.
In the front courtyard of Yijing Courtyard, Rong Ling looked at Nan Feng with a cold expression, asking in a deep voice, "What did that woman say?"
Nan Feng twitched his mouth. Did the Princess Consort make the Prince this angry? She had turned from the Princess Consort to "that woman."
However, seeing the Prince's expression, if he told him that the Princess Consort accepted the punishment joyfully, would the Prince be even angrier?
Nan Feng dared not say a word and murmured, "Nothing, didn't say anything."
