The bystanders who were watching not far away were heartbroken when they heard it.
"Do you feel better now?" Feng Qingtian asked casually, his face unchanged.
"I'm fine now. Thanks for your help."
"I hope you are. I'll send you to the Murong house," Feng Qingtian said and left.
Nan Ningxin followed him to the carriage.
Ah Luo rushed into the backyard and said angrily, "My lady, Prince Zi is a bad guy. We shouldn't stay in his house."
"Bad guys have their uses. If we don't live in his house, there won't be as much meat. Are you sure you want to leave?"
Ah Luo scratched her head. "Let me think about it."
"Hm…" Meat was more enticing after all.
Nan Ningxin seemed confident that Feng Qingtian would marry her.
Feng Qingtian must've made a commitment to her.
Yet, Feng Qingtian had told other people to call Gu Bailu princess. It was indeed retaliation for her 'Prince Zi duck.'