Feng Mo glanced at her with a dark look in his eyes. This woman always tries to act superior, always referring to herself as "old lady" or "elder sister." Doesn't she even know how old she is?
Rong Yiyi secretly regretted it. If she had known Rong Qingqing would be so shameful, she wouldn't have called her. Now, everyone would probably think that she was arrogant because she had climbed up to the Third Prince.
Just as she wished she could disappear into a hole in the ground, she saw Feng Mo, her face lit up with joy, and she softly called out, "Your Highness."
Upon hearing this call, Rong Qingqing got goosebumps all over.
Feng Mo was about to turn around and leave when he heard the sound. He paused, turned around and saw Rong Yiyi's expectant eyes. He frowned and wanted to turn back.
But when he saw Rong Qingqing's patient expression, he changed his mind.
He thought for a moment, then walked over.
"Your Highness." Seeing him approaching, Rong Yiyi's face lit up with joy. She released Rong Qingqing's hand and went to greet him.
For a while, Feng Mo ignored her, and she felt anxious and uncertain for a long time. But if he didn't want to see her, she couldn't see him at all.
She had made up her mind to make a good impression on him during this autumn hunt, but she didn't expect to see him before she even reached Jiulong Mountain.
Suddenly, a bitter feeling welled up in her heart, and a wronged expression appeared on her face.
To her surprise, Feng Mo did not look at her. Instead, his unfathomable eyes fell on Rong Qingqing, and he said, "Miss Rong."
Rong Qingqing frowned slightly, as if she felt there was something hidden in his eyes. She remained expressionless, and even the corners of her mouth curved into a smile. "I prefer to be called Madam Xie."
Feng Mo scoffed, "Rong Qingqing, you and Marquis Xie haven't even had your wedding ceremony yet, how dare you presume to be his widow? You really have a thick skin!"
Rong Qingqing blinked, not angered by his words, but smiled and said, "Thank you, Third Prince, for clarifying my identity in front of everyone. If I can get away from the Marquis's mansion another day, I will definitely treat you to a drink. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave now." With that, she took Xiao Tao's hand and got into the carriage.
Feng Mo only looked away after the woman's figure disappeared behind the carriage curtain.
Rong Yiyi noticed his subtle reaction and suddenly clenched her handkerchief tightly.
Although Feng Mo's tone when speaking to Rong Qingqing was mostly sarcastic, her woman's intuition told her that Feng Mo had feelings for Rong Qingqing that were different from usual.
Thinking of this, a tremendous sense of crisis swept over her.
She had finally managed to snatch Feng Mo away from Rong Qingqing, how could she let her take him back?
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
Rong Qingqing lay comfortably in the carriage, completely unconcerned about what Feng Mo and Rong Yiyi were thinking.
She was pondering how to remind Emperor Zhaojing to prevent the Empress from poisoning him without arousing suspicion.
After much thought, she realized that she still had to rely on Xie Jingrun for this matter.
Just as I was getting a little drowsy, the carriage suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, the carriage curtain was lifted, and Feng Xin rushed in.
Rong Qingqing opened her eyes, saw her, and immediately felt a headache coming on.
"Your Highness, have you come to the wrong place?"
Feng Xin plopped down next to her and, upon hearing this, said with a grin, "No, I just came to find you." After saying that, she stretched her legs, leaned against the carriage wall, grabbed a banana from the fruit plate on the table, and started peeling it. "Your carriage is really comfortable, no less so than mine."
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