Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Feng Qing

Feng Qing pretended not to hear, continuing to feign sleep. In the silent space, Rong Ling suddenly laughed deeply, following it by reaching out a long arm, pulling Feng Qing’s body into his embrace.

Feng Qing sat up in a flash like a startled pheasant: "What is the Prince doing?"

Rong Ling lay on the bed, lazily speaking: "Isn’t the Princess Consort asleep? How did you wake up then? Oh, I know, the Princess Consort was pretending to sleep."

Feng Qing glared at him intensely, then became captivated by the scene before her.

Rong Ling had bathed earlier, now wearing a white inner garment, his ink-black hair spread like a blooming enchanting flower. His exquisite and beautiful face had long phoenix eyes filled with a faint light, more black and bright than the stars in the night sky. His dark, bright eyes were locked onto her, gentle and focused, as if at this moment she was his everything.

Feng Qing’s heartbeat inexplicably quickened, her apricot eyes full of admiration. Although she didn’t want to be Rong Ling’s Princess Consort, it didn’t stop her from admiring a handsome man.

But when the man’s chilly lips pressed onto hers, Feng Qing suddenly startled, waking up and glaring at Rong Ling, thinking how revolting it felt that he kissed her with lips that had kissed others.

Seeing Rong Ling not letting her go, Feng Qing instinctively reached out to push him, wanting to move inside the bed, but Rong Ling coldly said.

"Don’t move, if you do, I’ll consummate the marriage tonight."

One sentence scared Feng Qing into staying still, nestled in Rong Ling’s arm to sleep. She initially thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep.

But because she was so tired during the day, and had just been fussing with Rong Ling, she was even more exhausted, so she fell asleep shortly after closing her eyes.

Once Rong Ling saw Feng Qing asleep, he instinctively looked down at the quietly sleeping Feng Qing in his arms. Peacefully sleeping, the woman lacked her usual defiance, appearing extra gentle and soft, like an adorable, beautiful doe. Rong Ling felt a slight itch in his heart, unable to resist leaning down to kiss her face.

Rong Ling always believed he had great self-control, but it seemed that might not be the case, as he hadn’t encountered someone who could break it.

Rong Ling thought this and closed his eyes to sleep, the two of them dozing off.

A sudden commotion sounded from the front of the small courtyard, followed by a guard’s shout: "Intruder."

Inside the room, Rong Ling snapped his eyes open, cold fury filled them.

Feng Qing also woke from the noise, though she didn’t open her eyes. Instead, she secretly opened her wooden hairpin used for styling her hair. No one knew this hairpin was hollow, where she hid medicine.

Feng Qing opened the hairpin, extracting a little bit of the medicine, which quickly vaporized.

On the bed, Rong Ling was about to question the guards outside, wanting to know what was happening out there.

Surprisingly, before he could speak, he began yawning repeatedly, then felt intensely drowsy, wanting to sleep.

Rong Ling initially thought he was tired, but then sensed something was wrong, his expression abruptly changed as he turned to the woman inside the bed and gritted his teeth: "Feng Qing, you actually, actually?"

The rest of the words couldn’t come out before he fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Qing immediately flipped over to sit up, glaring intensely at the sleeping Rong Ling outside the bed.

Feng Qing unceremoniously leaned forward and slapped Rong Ling’s face, coldly snorting: "You really don’t understand human language, huh? I dislike you, do you understand? What kind of person thinks all the women in the world are pining for you, thinking you’re silver!"

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