Feng Qi brought Xia Ruge back to Ningcui Pavilion. He looked at the piano on the table and Xia Ruge's hands, and the gloominess on his face inevitably increased.
Such Feng Qi made Xia Ruge fearful for no reason. She looked at him and did not dare to say anything.
The two maids immediately knelt on the ground. One of the maids glanced at Xia Ruge, then lowered her head and said, "The concubine was kind enough to go to bring snacks to the princess. The princess' horse almost stepped on the concubine. She must be the princess."
Deliberately, the concubine offended the princess last time, and the princess must want to take revenge on the concubine."
"Is that so?" Feng Qi asked coldly.
Another maid hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "I saw it with my own eyes!"
Xia Ruge watched Feng Qi ask his maid this way, covered her face and cried: "Don't you believe me, the prince?"
When Feng Qi heard this, he quickly comforted him: "Why don't I believe you? I'm just asking as usual. Don't worry, I will definitely make the decision for you in this matter."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xia Ruge said movedly, tears gathering in her eyes.
Feng Qi took Xia Ruge's hand and whispered: "This hand cannot be injured. Even if it is injured, I will let it recover and recover quickly. I will also listen to you playing the piano."
Woolen cloth!"
When Xia Ruge heard this, his brows darkened, and he forced a smile and nodded in agreement.
After comforting Xia Ruge, Feng Qi left.
Seeing that Feng Qi had left, a maid couldn't help but said: "Look at how the princess will fight with us now. The prince will definitely not let her go. The concubine's injury this time is worth it."
"Yes, according to the prince's love for the concubine, I am afraid that the concubine will be straightened up soon." Another maid also said.
However, there was a hint of sadness in Xia Ruge's eyebrows. She looked at her injured hand and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
But no matter what, the princess definitely couldn't eat anything and walked away today, so that she could vent her hatred. Xia Ruge's face instantly turned cold.
As night fell, the lights were brightly lit in Zhuangyin Courtyard, layers of secret guards guarded the door, and a group of people were sent out.
"Sister Biqing, do you think King Qi will do anything to the princess?" Yun Fei twisted her sleeves and looked at Biqing nervously.
Bi Qing looked cold and shook her head, "I don't know either."
"It's all because of me. If it weren't for me, the princess wouldn't have..." Yun Fei looked at the room where Mo Yunling lived and cried.
Shaking her head slightly, Bi Qing patted Yun Fei's shoulder and said softly: "Don't blame yourself, trust the princess." But in the night, her eyes were clearly flickering.
Under the light, beside the table, Mo Yunling looked at the tea cup in his hand with a calm expression, as if he didn't feel Feng Qi who was wandering to the edge of violence beside him.
Feng Qi came over and pulled Mo Yunling up from the stool. The cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. "You are calm and calm. Is it because I don't dare to touch you?"
Looking at Feng Qi's gloomy face, Mo Yunling couldn't help but sneer, "Don't you dare touch me? I don't dare to think so, but since I already know that the prince is coming to investigate, should I be worried?"
Feng Qi buckled Mo Yunling's slender waist and faced him. The distance between the two was very close and they could feel each other's breathing. Feng Qi looked directly at Mo Yunling angrily, while Mo Yunling's phoenix eyes were indifferent.
Looking back at him, an undercurrent surged between the two of them.