Chapter 133 - 132: Keep Dreaming
Chapter 133: Chapter 132: Keep Dreaming
Feng Qing grabbed the cloth used for face washing from the wooden basin and roughly wiped Rong Ling’s face.
Rong Ling almost lost his breath, and after managing to catch it back, he glared at Feng Qing and said, "Are you trying to murder your own husband?"
Feng Qing looked at Rong Ling with a fake smile and said, "What are you saying, Prince? I’m still waiting to consummate our marriage, why would I murder my husband."
Rong Ling’s eyes narrowed dangerously as coldness spread in his pupils. Slowly, he spoke, "Are you unhappy? Unhappy about what? Unhappy that this consummation was something you bartered your merits for, or is it something else?"
Rong Ling’s health was already not good, and combined with being tossed onto the bed by Feng Qing, after saying two sentences, his spirit waned. His vision darkened, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing him drift into sleep, Feng Qing immediately sneered. The strength in her hands was immense as she wiped Rong Ling’s arms and body, muttering in anger while doing so.
"Talking as if I’m so eager to consummate with you. Who wants to consummate with you?"
"You think you’re some kind of sweet bun, but in my eyes, you’re just a weed. Hmph, thinking everyone is eager for you? Have your ridiculous fantasies, why don’t you."
While grumbling, Feng Qing continued to wipe Rong Ling’s body forcefully. Unable to fully deal with him, she felt she could at least have this small revenge.
See, just a few wipes and Rong Ling’s skin was all red. Seeing this, Feng Qing felt a lot better and cursed, "Serves you right," before taking the water outside, not even bothering to change his clothes.
Outside, Si Qi and Si Hua were surprised to see Feng Qing carrying out the water.
"Princess Consort, finished already?"
"Yes, finished. Your Prince is asleep, so it’s no good for me to wipe him further and disrupt his sleep."
Si Qi and Si Hua had no idea that their Prince had been knocked unconscious by the Princess Consort’s toss onto the bed.
They simply thought the Prince had truly fallen asleep, so one took the wooden basin from Feng Qing’s hands while the other assisted her back to the East Wing to rest.
Nan Xuan, unaware of the situation inside the room, quietly stood guard outside the door.
Rong Ling slept until the evening before he woke up, and by the time he did, Princess Guangling from An Nan Marquis Mansion, Han Ziyan, had already been carried in through the side entrance by the palace sedan chair and arranged in Qiushuang Pavilion of Prince Yong Mansion.
Due to Rong Ling being poisoned and attacked by an assassin, Princess Guangling, Han Ziyan, entered Prince Yong Mansion with almost no commotion. She was sent to Qiushuang Courtyard upon arrival with no further actions.
There wasn’t even a banquet in the mansion. Han Ziyan, renowned as Dayan’s greatest beauty, was appointed Princess Guangling by the Empress Dowager, and cherished as the beloved daughter of An Nan Marquis Mansion.
She never imagined that getting married would be like this, carried in by a small sedan with not even a single celebratory banquet.
Han Ziyan couldn’t bear this neglect and cried her heart out in her room, eventually making a scene all the way to Yijing Courtyard where Rong Ling resided.
Inside Yijing Courtyard, Rong Ling, not long awake, was glaring unhappily at Feng Qing on one side of the room.
Upon waking, he felt uncomfortable all over, only to discover that Feng Qing had simply wiped his upper body, leaving the lower half untouched, and hadn’t even changed his clothes.
Because the cloth was a bit damp, his undergarments felt slightly moist, and he had slept like this, wet, for most of the day.
The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. What kind of wife was this??