"In that case..." she murmured in a low voice, "Your Majesty already doubts me, why do you still keep me in the palace?"
After saying that, Feng Ruohen looked directly at her and his eyes became blurry. Looking at her, the feeling that she was not her was even more profound.
"How old are you?"
"What?" Qin'er didn't react for a moment.
What an unexpected jump. Wasn't Feng Ruohen interrogating her just now? How come he suddenly cares about her age?
The man in the black robe had his eyes wide open, looking at her intently, not interested in repeating her words.
"Uh... seventeen." He swallowed and answered truthfully, as well-behaved as a child in school who listens carefully to his teacher's lectures.
Seventeen...
His eyes were moving, hiding mysteries.
"Which country are you from?" he continued to ask in a calm voice.
"Suzaku." The woman continued to answer blankly.
If she had known that there would be a situation like this, Qin'er would have taken care of her identity when she came.
In the past few years, she and her parents have traveled around the country, and have learned a lot about the people's livelihood and customs in each country. With her photographic memory, it is not difficult to fabricate for herself the identity of a remote town in the Suzaku Kingdom where a famine has just occurred.
This time before coming to Fengdu, they deliberately took a detour and came with a bunch of Suzaku caravans. If Feng Ruohen sent people to investigate further, they would find out that the town was desolate half a year ago at most.
There is nothing wrong with people traveling to other places.
"Suzaku..." Feng Ruohen chewed these two words between his thick lips, "Since you are a citizen of the Suzaku Kingdom, why do you come to our Fengdu and bother to get close to this king?"
"Emperor Suzaku?" Helan Qin'er's face was full of disdain, she simply sneered, "If I go to that lecherous person, I will be buried! Besides, didn't the prince defeat Suzaku four years ago by defeating more with less?"
At this point, she rolled up her almond-shaped eyes, as if a good horse was looking for a winner, "Who stipulates that the citizens of which country must serve that country? What I want is a man who takes a fancy to my talents, not a man who takes a fancy to my appearance.
"
Hearing this, Feng Ruohen was amused by her, "So I should feel honored to be your target?"
Helan Qin'er was not shy and said confidently, "I have a photographic memory, am proficient in music, and know astronomy and geography. Why can't I stay with the prince?"