Feng Qing kept mumbling that nothing should go wrong as she helped Rong Ling into the carriage.
Si Qi and Si Hua cheerfully got into the carriage behind them.
As soon as Feng Qing got in, Rong Ling instructed the coachman outside to head to the outskirts of the west suburb.
Upon hearing this, Feng Qing realized that Si Hua's guess was right. Rong Ling was intending to take her to witness Han Ziyan's execution.
Feng Qing pouted silently. Why would he take her to watch Han Zi Yin's execution when she had no interest in it?
Inside the carriage, after pulling Feng Qing in, Rong Ling didn't let go of her hand but looked her up and down.
"You look well, seems like you've recovered nicely."
Feng Qing looked up at Rong Ling and felt as though, in his eyes, she had become a lamb awaiting slaughter. It made her scalp tingle, and she hastily shifted her attention.
"The Prince also seems to have recovered well."
