Feng Qing thought of Vice Minister Wen, who had fainted earlier. It was no surprise that Vice Minister Wen would have to take the blame. Just the thought made her feel sorry for him. Even in death, he couldn't have peace, and death would still come with accusations of being lustful or swapping female prisoners.
Feng Qing was just feeling sorry for Vice Minister Wen when Rong Ling, sitting on the other side of the carriage, stopped concerning himself with the aftermath of the matter and turned his gentle gaze towards Feng Qing.
"Earlier, I had Nan Sheng invite several famous doctors from all over Dayan. They should be arriving at the Prince Mansion shortly, so in the upcoming days, you should cooperate well with the doctors to treat your face, so that the poison on your face can be removed…"
