Rong Ling suddenly laughed lightly, a smile as charming as a ripple.
"Your Majesty has a kind heart. Since Your Majesty says so, I humbly comply with your will."
Both Rong Che and Feng Yao breathed a sigh of relief, yet Feng Yao felt unwilling. How could the Prince Regent so easily give up on her? Shouldn't he insist on welcoming her to the mansion? She was the number one talented woman in Dayan, the most fitting for him.
Feng Yao was unwilling, while Feng Qing looked ashen and stiff, wondering if she would still have to enter the Regent Prince Mansion, and whether Rong Ling would blame her for today's events.
Feng Qing felt a chill rising from her feet. In front, Rong Ling had already turned and strode out, and seeing Feng Qing not moving, Rong Ling's cold voice rang out.
"Princess Consort, do you need this prince to assist you?"
Feng Qing knew the situation was settled; even if Rong Ling was unwilling, he didn't want to make a scandal that would harm the Royal Family's reputation, so she had to enter the Regent Prince Mansion.
Yet he was surely furious, would he vent this anger on her? Would she die suddenly, or be sent far away?
Feng Qing's thoughts whirled, as she lifted her foot to follow the figure in front, all the way out of the main hall of Yuluan Palace.
Behind, Rong Che and Feng Yao stared at the two figures walking away, each with their own thoughts, waiting until Rong Ling and Feng Qing exited the main hall of Yuluan Palace.
Rong Che turned to look at Zheng An, then at the people in the hall, ordering in a deep voice: "Take everyone inside the hall and lock them up."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Zheng An, trembling, took people to arrest and detain all the palace maids and eunuchs who served in the hall today.
These people likely wouldn't live much longer.
The eunuchs and palace maids knew they were doomed today. Having discovered the Royal Family's secret, they feared being silenced, each pleading in terror, but their mouths were hurriedly blocked and they were dragged out.
Behind, in the main hall of Yuluan Palace, Rong Che could no longer control his emotions, turning to Feng Yao with agitation, saying: "What's going on? Exactly where did things go wrong? Wasn't it said that she was given the Vermilion Bird Pill? How could someone who took the Vermilion Bird Pill be perfectly fine?"
Feng Yao restrained the thoughts she shouldn't have, speaking with confusion: "The nanny under my grandmother personally gave it, there couldn't be a mistake."
"Then why is she still alive?"
Feng Yao was deep in thought, unaware where the error lay, but it was not the time to investigate whether the Vermilion Bird Pill was administered, rather to find a way out of the current predicament.
"What should we do? The Prince Regent won't suspect us, will he?"
As soon as Feng Yao spoke, Rong Che immediately grew disordered, his entire being uneasy, pacing back and forth in the hall. Rong Che had a natural fear of his uncle.
He resented that his uncle wouldn't let him rule, yet feared his methods. In the past, he always showed a gentle demeanor in front of Rong Ling, so this uncle was also gentle to him.
But today's matters, if they aroused Rong Ling's suspicion, would he not retaliate?
The more Rong Che thought, the more terrified he became, finally looking at Feng Yao with a sinister gaze: "Today's matters must be blamed on Feng Qing, say that Feng Qing was enamored with the Prince Regent's charm, and didn't hesitate to switch the bridal sedan."
Feng Yao also agreed with Rong Che's words, nodding immediately: "Your Majesty, send someone to Marquis Jing'an Mansion. My father and grandmother will handle this matter, they won't let anything go wrong."
Upon hearing Feng Yao's words, Rong Che finally felt some peace of mind.