Chapter 108 - 107: You Can’t Be Too Good to a Woman

Chapter 108: Chapter 107: You Can’t Be Too Good to a Woman

In the room, Nan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, took people out, and once again, only Rong Ling and Feng Qing were left in the room.

Feng Qing, recalling the previous topic, immediately stated her position: "Prince, I want to leave not because of past grievances, but because I truly want to leave the Prince Mansion, I?"

Upon hearing Feng Qing’s words, Rong Ling’s already pale and weak face suddenly darkened, and a cold chill emanated from his phoenix eyes.

He spoke in a somber, cold tone: "Feng Qing, one should know when to stop. I have already said I would compensate you. Is it interesting for you to keep pestering?"

Feng Qing’s vision went black, she almost died of anger. She really wanted to leave, she truly wanted to leave, not out of grievance or stubbornness, okay?

Just as Feng Qing was about to speak, the man on the soft couch spoke lightly: "As the Princess Consort of the Regent Prince Mansion, how can you be so petty and narrow-minded? How will you convince others in the future?"

Feng Qing felt like spitting blood. Clearly, she was usually calm and composed, but every time she encountered this guy, she almost died of anger.

While thinking, Feng Qing couldn’t help blurting out anxiously: "Who on earth is petty and narrow-minded? I just want to leave, that’s all."

There was not a hint of movement in Rong Ling’s exquisite face, only his starry phoenix eyes flickering with disdain: "You actually uttered such foul language. Remember to write the women’s code ten times later."

Feng Qing felt an urge to hit someone, looking around for something to possibly beat such a person to death.

On the soft couch, Rong Ling seemed tired too. Having been poisoned by Furong Drunk, he was extremely weak. After saying these few words, his body was already struggling.

"Alright, stop making trouble. Even if you want to leave, now is not the right time. Earlier, I spread the word that someone poisoned me. If you leave now, I’d have to announce to the public that you died violently. Do you think people outside would say I killed you?"

"Because of this matter, I’m afraid the previous issue with the swapped wedding sedan will be brought up again. In the end, others will automatically imagine a play—they will think that the whole sedan swap incident was instigated by you, I got angry and took action against you, and then you poisoned me. Thus, it was just an internal conflict between us."

"Are you willing to bear such a stigma?"

Due to his weakened state, Rong Ling’s voice lost its usual cold, deep tone towards the end and instead carried a soft undertone, as if coaxing Feng Qing.

Feng Qing couldn’t bother to think much about his voice, only carefully contemplating what Rong Ling said, and it seemed reasonable.

She wouldn’t mind Rong Ling publicly declaring her violent death, but she didn’t want to bear the burden for the Dog Emperor. Clearly, he was the one who ordered people to kill Rong Ling, yet she ended up with the bad reputation. How could that be possible?

Thinking about it, Feng Qing looked up at Rong Ling and said: "Alright, I won’t leave then."

A sense of relief washed over Rong Ling’s heart, and his complexion improved significantly.

However, shortly after, Feng Qing spoke again: "But remember, once this storm passes, I will leave."

Rong Ling was not feeling well, and upon hearing Feng Qing repeatedly talk about leaving, a faint anger arose in his heart. Women should not be treated too well; once you’ve been kind, they become more demanding. Even though he said he would compensate her, and acknowledged her grievances, yet it still wasn’t enough.

Rong Ling’s face turned cold instantly, and his gaze became particularly cold and indifferent.

"Feng Qing, there should be a limit to your antics."

After saying this, he didn’t look at Feng Qing, and coldly called out towards the outside: "Nan Feng."