Chapter 23: Beating the Wretched Woman to Death

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Beating the Wretched Woman to Death

Feng Lei Ting said in a deep voice: "Prince, you must not believe this wicked girl’s words. How could our Feng Family commit such a heinous act? This is a decree personally issued by the Empress Dowager. How would we dare to defy it?"

"Moreover, with the Prince’s divine and peerless appearance, we can only feel joy for our daughter. We have absolutely no reason to be unhappy."

After Marquis Jing’an finished speaking, Madam Lin interjected: "Prince, my daughter admires you extremely, wholeheartedly wishing to marry into the Prince Mansion. How could we possibly change the bridal sedan? It was the young lady who wilfully changed it."

Feng Qing looked at the oppressive crowd in the hall and finally spoke coldly: "Alright, there’s no need for you to argue anymore. The Prince has already checked my dowry, you know? My dowry is incredibly poor. If you claim not to know that the one marrying into the Regent Prince Mansion was me, then why would you prepare such a poor dowry for me?"

"If you thought the one marrying into the Regent Prince Mansion was Feng Yao, this dowry would surely be much better."

As Feng Qing finished speaking, Rong Ling didn’t bother to watch the Feng Family’s performance anymore. He slowly got up and spoke with a cold laugh.

"It seems this king does not catch the eyes of the Feng Family. Only someone like the Emperor in the palace can catch the eyes of the Marquis."

After Rong Ling finished speaking, he lifted his foot and walked out. Feng Qing followed closely behind him.

Behind them, Old Madam Feng screamed and fainted, while Feng Lei Ting lost his mind with anger, raising his hand to slap the Madam beside him.

"You wretch, I’ll beat you to death."

In extreme fury, he slapped her several times, and Lin fainted directly.

Fushou Hall was thrown into chaos.

Xiao Dong stared blankly at everything in front of her. She originally thought her good days were coming, but seeing everything before her, she felt her death day was upon her.

Xiao Dong could no longer stay. She got up and ran outside, chasing after Feng Qing, calling: "Miss, Miss, wait for me."

Feng Qing stopped and turned to look at her.

Xiao Dong knelt down with a thud, pleading: "Miss, I beg you to take me with you. I didn’t do it on purpose earlier. It was the Old Madam and the Marquis who forced me. If I didn’t obey them, they would have killed me. Miss, please take me into the Regent Prince Mansion. If I stay here, they will definitely take my life."

Feng Qing turned to look at the tearful Xiao Dong and gave her a mocking cold smile.

"A traitor deserves to die."

Xiao Dong’s face turned pale, her body weakened and she sat down on the ground.

Feng Qing had already followed Rong Ling out of the Marquis Jing’an Mansion and boarded the Regent Prince Mansion’s carriage.

The carriage of the Regent Prince Mansion left the Marquis Jing’an Mansion. Inside the carriage, Feng Qing looked at Rong Ling and said: "Now the Prince believes I am innocent. This bridal sedan was not changed by me, but was the handiwork of the Feng Family."

The previous eagerness of the Feng Family to clear themselves in fact illustrated their guilt, wanting to place the blame onto Feng Qing.

Rong Ling knew this well, his exquisite face covered with cold frost, his dark eyes exuding even colder disdain.

He never thought that one day he would be so despised, yet the Feng Family dared to do this because they had the Little Emperor as their backing. As for the audacity of the Little Emperor to commit such an act, it was probably because he despised Feng Qing.

Rong Ling looked up at Feng Qing with an unpredictable gaze.

Feng Qing felt exhausted, having gone through so much shortly after arriving. She truly did not want to be embroiled in their disputes anymore.