"You may leave now." Feng Feiyan dismissed everyone, including Ye Yi who was disguised as a guard observing Feng Feiyan.
For a moment, only Feng Feiyan was left in the Imperial Study Room.
Feng Feiyan picked up the memorial again, but couldn't focus on it, her mind filled with the matter of Su Yi Jing going to the brothel.
What could a man do at a brothel other than seek pleasure?
Feng Feiyan genuinely didn't want to believe Su Yi Jing was such a person, yet Su Yi Jing had indeed gone to the brothel.
"Yi Jing, is this your way of tormenting me?" Feng Feiyan couldn't help but bitterly laugh out loud. "If so, you've succeeded."
She was truly uncomfortable now, but she also knew she had no right to demand anything from him.
He, a dignified Prince of Xiyun, even if he was acting as a farmer to be her Majesty, she sincerely felt she had wronged him. If this made him happy, so be it.
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Jingchen Palace.
