Feng Mo glanced at her with a dim look. This woman always wanted to be too old or older, and she didn't even look at her. She was only how old she was.

Rong Yiyi secretly regretted that she had known Rong Qingqing was so embarrassing, she would not call her just now. Now, everyone would probably think that she would be arrogant after she climbed to the third prince.

Just as she wanted to find a hole to crawl into it, she saw Feng Mo, looked happy on her face and shouted softly: "Your Highness."

Hearing this call, Rong Qingqing had goose bumps all over the floor.

Feng Mo wanted to turn around and leave, but when he heard the sound, he paused. When he turned around and saw Rong Yiyi's eager eyes, he frowned, wanting to turn around and leave.

But when he saw Rong Qingqing's patient expression, he changed his mind again.

He thought about it and walked over.

"Your Highness." Seeing him coming, Rong Yiyi looked happy, let go of Rong Qingqing's hand and greeted him.

Feng Mo ignored her for a while. She was worried about gains and losses for a long time, but if he didn't want to see him, she wouldn't see him at all.

She had made up her mind to show off her good performance in front of him this time. Unexpectedly, she saw him before she arrived in Jiulong Mountain.

For a moment, a sour taste surged in her heart, and a grievance appeared on her face.

But Feng Mo didn't look at her. Her secret eyes fell on Rong Qingqing and said, "Miss Rong."

Rong Qingqing frowned easily, always feeling something hidden in his eyes, his face was silent, and the corners of his mouth even curved, "Old man prefers others to call me thank you for your old lady."

Feng Mo sneered coldly, "Rong Qingqing, you and Mr. Xie have not yet married. Why are you so embarrassed to regard yourself as the widow of the Marquis? You are so shameless!"

Rong Qingqing blinked, but was not angry because of his words. Instead, she said with a smile: "Thank you, the third prince, for knowing my identity in front of everyone. If I can escape from the Marquis' Mansion another day, I will definitely invite you to drink. It's too late, so I will take the lead." After that, she held Xiaotao's hand and got on the carriage.

It was not until the woman's figure disappeared into the curtain of the car that Feng Mo took back his gaze.

Rong Yiyi saw his subtle reaction and suddenly clenched the handkerchief.

Although Feng Mo's tone of talking to Rong Qingqing just now was mostly sarcastic, the woman's intuition told her that Feng Mo had a different feeling towards Rong Qingqing than usual.

Thinking of this, a huge sense of crisis swept over her.

She finally snatched Feng Mo from the hands of the Han Qingqing. How could she let her snatch it back?

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

Rong Qingqing lay comfortably in the carriage, not caring about what Feng Mo and Rong Yiyi thought.

She was thinking about how to remind Emperor Zhao Jing to avoid being poisoned by the queen and not being suspected of anything?

After thinking about it, she felt that this matter had to be dependent on Xie Jingrun.

Just as I was a little drowsy, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the curtain of the car was lifted up and Feng Xin walked in rushingly.

Rong Qingqing opened her eyes and saw her, she suddenly had a headache.

"Your Highness, have you gone the wrong place?"
Chapter completed!