Rong Qingqing's lips twitched. Although she was a princess, she was far too familiar with everyone.
She coughed lightly and asked, "Why doesn't the princess ride in her own carriage?"
“Sitting alone is so boring. The journey is tedious, I want to find someone to chat with.” Feng Xin said, and seeing the pillow she was using, she naturally pulled it over and hugged it to her chest.
Rong Qingqing: "..."
Could she be any more of a bandit?
"But I didn't sleep well last night and would like to take a nap in the carriage. I'm afraid I won't be able to chat with the princess. You should go somewhere else..."
"You can sleep, I'll chat, there's no conflict," Feng Xin said nonchalantly.
Rong Qingqing: "..."
She sat up, snatched her pillow back from her hand, arranged it properly, and lay back down.
"Princess, please make yourself at home." She yawned and closed her eyes.
When Feng Xin saw that she was going to sleep so readily, she became unhappy. "Rong Qingqing, I did not agree to let you sleep. You are not allowed to sleep."
Rong Qingqing's lips twitched slightly. "Didn't you just say that I could sleep with you?"
"You can close your eyes and pretend to sleep, but you can't actually fall asleep," Feng Xin said domineeringly, leaning over to grab her collar and trying to lift her up.
Rong Qingqing nearly choked, quickly grabbing her hand and saying irritably, "Are you trying to strangle me?"
Seeing that her face was flushed, Feng Xin reluctantly let go of her hand. "Who told you to go to sleep?"
After being disturbed like this, Rong Qingqing was no longer sleepy, so she sat up and asked, "What would Your Highness like to talk about?"
"Tell me a story," Feng Xin said, frowning. "It has to be a good one. If it's not good, I'll deduct your pay."
Rong Qingqing: "..."
She suddenly lifted the carriage curtain and said to Changlin, "Changlin, could you please go and invite Miss Shangguan over here?"
Changlin nodded. "Yes."
"Why did you call Shangguan Yanran over?" Feng Xin frowned. "The carriage is already narrow enough. If another person sits in it, it will be too crowded."
Rong Qingqing glanced at her with a complicated expression.
Who just said this carriage was spacious and comfortable? How come it can't handle one more person?
Moreover, this carriage can comfortably seat four people.
“You were the one who said you wanted to hear a story. I’m not good at telling stories, but Yanran is. I called her over and she’ll tell you one.”
"I don't want to listen to her, I want to listen to you." Feng Xin started to act spoiled.
Seeing that she was acting like an immature girl, Rong Qingqing held back for a while and finally said, "But what I'm about to say, you might not like to hear."
"You haven't even started yet, how do you know I don't want to hear it? Hurry up and tell me!" Feng Xin sat up straight, looking like she was all ears.
After racking her brains for a while, Rong Qingqing told her about her favorite novel, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.
"...Duan Yu disliked martial arts, and was forced to leave home by the Prince of Zhennan. But unexpectedly, this departure led to many wonderful adventures."
When Shangguan Yanran arrived, she heard Rong Qingqing's gentle voice slowly coming from inside the carriage. When she realized that she was telling a story, she couldn't help but become engrossed in listening.
It wasn't until Changlin urged her to get into the carriage that she came to her senses, quickly boarded the carriage, and joined the group listening to the story.
Changlin sat back in the driver's seat, pulled the reins, and drove off.
Inside the carriage, the woman gently and melodiously recounted a magnificent tale of the martial arts world.
When the group stopped to rest, Xie Jingrun looked back and saw that Rong Qingqing's carriage was surrounded by many people. He thought something had happened, gave a few instructions to his subordinates, and then rode over.
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