Chapter 243: Chapter 243: Let’s Get Used to Each Other First

Rong Ling’s words fell, and a sudden certainty arose in his heart: that’s right, the reason he insisted on making Feng Qing his Princess Consort was because he didn’t like owing others. Feng Qing saved him, and by offering himself in return, they were fulfilling their mutual feelings.

Feng Qing didn’t want to say another word. It was pointless to reason with this rascal, so she might as well save her strength.

Having been busy all day, Feng Qing was hungry, and the food tasted exceptionally good.

Across from her, Rong Ling’s appetite improved unconsciously. Ever since Feng Qing left the capital, he had been eating poorly, always thinking about her and wondering how she was doing outside. Now seeing her, his heart was settled.

Rong Ling ate while also serving food to Feng Qing. Feng Qing didn’t refuse anything, knowing a full stomach would help her escape at night.

Only after dinner, when it was time to sleep, did Feng Qing realize she’d have to rest in the same room with Rong Ling that night.

Feng Qing’s face looked as if it had been struck by lightning. It took her a while to react before turning to Rong Ling and saying,

"Prince, you should know how poorly I sleep. What if I kick you to the edge of the bed at night?"

Rong Ling chuckled lightly and said, "The last time I was kicked to the wall by you was because I wasn’t well. This time, you won’t be able to kick even if you try, and this time, you’ll sleep on the inside."

Feng Qing disagreed and exclaimed, "We aren’t officially together yet. Isn’t it inappropriate to be in the same room like this?"

As soon as Feng Qing finished speaking, she saw a fiery flame ignite in the man’s eyes opposite her.

"If the Princess Consort doesn’t mind, I can be with you tonight?"

Feng Qing didn’t wait for him to finish, immediately raising her hand to stop his words.

"This place is too humble; I don’t want to do that kind of thing here."

Rong Ling didn’t insist further. He also felt that this place wasn’t suitable for consummation. He recalled the unpleasant incident on their wedding night and thought perhaps that had contributed to her desire to leave. He resolved to prepare a proper wedding chamber when they returned to the capital to make up for any regrets she had.

Rong Ling thought about it and said, "In that case, let’s get used to it first."

Feng Qing dared not speak further for fear that any insistence might make the man persist about the wedding night business again. Oh well, sharing a bed is sharing a bed, she thought.

Feng Qing nimbly climbed into bed, grabbing a quilt to wrap herself from head to toe, and lay on the inside of the bed.

Rong Ling glanced at her amusingly and lay on the outer side of the bed.

To be honest, women he used to encounter were eager to snuggle into his arms, which always annoyed him.

But now it’s different; his legitimate Princess Consort treats him as if he’s a lecher.

Rong Ling suspected his charm was on the decline.

Feng Qing lay on the bed with her eyes closed, pretending to sleep, yet her deep breathing indicated she was far from asleep.

Outside the bed, Rong Ling slightly turned his body, staring at her figure. His intense gaze made it difficult for Feng Qing to ignore.

Feng Qing wished she could glare at the guy beside her, but she was afraid of provoking the man on the bed, so even though she knew he was staring at her, she pretended not to notice and continued to feign sleep.

In the silent room, a refreshing and subtle fragrance spread. Feng Qing sniffed unconsciously, unaccustomed to the scent. It was Rong Ling’s.

It felt like she was completely enveloped by his scent now.

Just as Feng Qing was lamenting her situation, the man’s clear, deep voice sounded beside her: "It seems that the Princess Consort hasn’t told me yet about the person who helped you leave the Royal Hunting Ground that day."

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