The Empress Wants a Divorce Every Day

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: No One Can Replace You

Feng Qing thought of Vice Minister Wen, who had fainted earlier. It was no surprise that Vice Minister Wen would have to take the blame. Just the thought made her feel sorry for him. Even in death, he couldn’t have peace, and death would still come with accusations of being lustful or swapping female prisoners.

Feng Qing was just feeling sorry for Vice Minister Wen when Rong Ling, sitting on the other side of the carriage, stopped concerning himself with the aftermath of the matter and turned his gentle gaze towards Feng Qing.

”Earlier, I had Nan Sheng invite several famous doctors from all over Dayan. They should be arriving at the Prince Mansion shortly, so in the upcoming days, you should cooperate well with the doctors to treat your face, so that the poison on your face can be removed...”

As Rong Ling spoke, his eyes inexplicably carried a fiery passion. Feng Qing listened to his words and felt an unexplainable tightness in her heart. At the same time, she understood what Rong Ling meant.

This guy wanted to have someone detoxify her face so that they could consummate their marriage. He probably couldn’t bring himself to do so while she had the poison, so he planned to detoxify her first, then consummate the marriage.

The more Feng Qing thought about it, the more restless she felt. She had no desire to consummate the marriage with Rong Ling, nor did she want to stay in Prince Yong Mansion and share a husband with those women. Most importantly, she felt that if she stayed in Prince Yong Mansion, she would eventually become just another woman in the inner quarters.

Such a life, she wouldn’t like. She preferred the life of roaming freely, healing the sick in the martial world.

So, she had to leave Prince Yong Mansion, but how to leave was the question.

However, learning from past lessons, Feng Qing dared not leave recklessly. She needed to devise a thorough plan so that after leaving, Rong Ling couldn’t find her.

As Feng Qing thought, she looked at Rong Ling, her face full of smiles as she thanked him.

”Thank you, Prince Xie.”

In the carriage, Rong Ling didn’t notice Feng Qing’s expression. He reached out and took Feng Qing’s hand.

Feng Qing instinctually wanted to pull away, but to avoid making him aware of her desire to leave, she endured it, raising her eyes to look steadily at Rong Ling.

Rong Ling looked at Feng Qing with shimmering eyes and slowly spoke: ”Feng Qing, whether the poison on your face can be removed or not, you are the main wife of Prince Yong Mansion, and no one can replace you. I promise you unmatched glory and favor for this lifetime.”

His voice was magnetic and alluring, filling the carriage with an inexplicably amorous atmosphere. Feng Qing looked at him and saw a hint of affection in his eyes.

In that instant, she was momentarily lost, seemingly drawn in and slowly sinking into his fervent gaze, her cheeks burning as if something in her heart was beginning to sprout.

But the next moment, the man spoke again: ”I won’t let any woman bear children before you do. Once you give birth to a legitimate son and daughter and secure your position, only then will I allow others to bear children.”

The amorous and tender thoughts in the carriage instantly vanished. The woman, whose eyes had been soft and gentle, in the blink of an eye became clear-eyed and sharp, looking steadily at Rong Ling, and smiled brightly.

”Thank you for your grace, Prince Xie.”

Feng Qing’s words were beautifully said, but Rong Ling felt as if she suddenly distanced herself from him. He could sense that just a moment ago, Feng Qing was in harmony with him, but the next moment there seemed to be a growing distance between them.

Rong Ling frowned, unable to understand what went wrong, and he believed that the promises he made to Feng Qing were not light.

He promised her an irreplaceable position as Princess Consort of Prince Yong Mansion, unparalleled glory and favor for her life, and that she would bear a legitimate son and daughter before anyone else, with no one allowed to bear children until she had done so.

Such generous promises, he thought, were significant.

Yet, unfortunately, Feng Qing didn’t seem as thrilled as he imagined she would be, so where was the problem?