Feng Qing spoke, and Rong Ling turned his head to look at her, with a slight warmth flashing in his eyes for a moment, but he quickly responded lightly as usual.
"Hmm, let's go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Feng Qing's assistance, he turned and walked towards the main house of the courtyard. Although his pace was slow, he was already able to walk some distance gradually.
Feng Qing kept up with his pace, hearing him speak word by word ahead, "From now on, they shouldn't even think about taking the slightest advantage from me, the Prince."
His voice was exceptionally cold and fierce, causing Feng Qing's eyebrows to twitch slightly. It seemed that the Capital City was going to be lively next. Empress Dowager Su, the Little Emperor, plus the Princely Heir and the court ministers, and now adding Rong Ling, haha.
Feng Qing had no interest in joining this lively spectacle, so it was better for her to quickly find a way to leave the Prince Yong Mansion.
