Chapter 58: Sure enough, it is a standard stallion in time-traveling novels!
Seeing her nodding, the Queen Mother's eyes were filled with relief, "Well, Rongrong is so good!"
She caressed Feng Jingrong's face, with the tenderness of a mother in her eyes, which made Feng Jingrong lose her mind for a moment!
How long has it been since you felt like this?
After her mother passed away when she was thirteen years old, no one had ever treated her with such motherly tenderness!
Her eyes darkened slightly, she felt uncomfortable thinking of her deceased mother!
She forced a smile on her lips and faced the Queen Mother, and she nodded.
"I remember, I will leave first!"
"Okay, you go back first. Remember, get along well with the emperor and don't make him angry again, you know?" The Queen Mother still ordered uneasily.
Although Mo'er can still estimate that as a queen mother, she will try her best to endure Rongrong's disrespect.
But after all, he is the emperor, if he really wants to punish Rongrong or something!
Even if she, the queen mother, wants to stop it, she may not be able to.
"Yes, Queen Mother, I have remembered it!"
Feng Jingrong nodded again, turned around and walked out the door!
After Feng Jingrong left, the corners of the Queen Mother's lips lifted into a smile again.
He said to himself meaningfully: "Mo'er didn't even notice when Rongrong held her hand!"
When she saw Mo'er at that time, she even wanted to laugh happily!
But because the relationship between the two couples was still unstable, she had no choice but to endure it!
Feng Jingrong left Chaohua Palace and prepared to return to Yongquan Palace to do something early!
After all, we come from the chaotic society of the 21st century!
It is simply impossible for her to stay peacefully in the palace!
But not long after he left the Chaohua Palace, he saw Ji Mo alone, looking blankly in a certain direction outside the palace wall.
That slender back looks sad and lonely!
Feng Jingrong stopped when she saw Ji Mo and looked at Ji Mo's lonely back!
She couldn't help but said to herself: "It seems that the tyrant is really lonely. Is it true that more than 3,000 women can't satisfy him?"
She dragged her chin, looked at Ji Mo's back and muttered to herself
"It is indeed a standard stallion in time-travel novels. Three thousand is still too few. Now he is still looking at the outside of the palace eagerly. He is probably thinking about the woman outside!"