The Ill-Fated Lady–Feng Rushuang III

Liu Rong's eyes were filled with a hint of uncertainty, but at the same time, she felt a great relief in her heart.

Feng Rushuang must leave the imperial city. Otherwise, Feng Ruqing would definitely not let her off easily and might bring trouble to Liu Rong's father.

As for the state preceptor, Feng Rushuang simply could not do anything by the time the whole Liu Yun Kingdom fell into the Liu family's hands.

"Shuang'er, when you reach the barracks, don't stir up any trouble. I am afraid that Feng Ruqing may…" Seeing Feng Rushuang beaming with joy, Liu Rong sighed softly. A sense of guilt crept into her heart.

"Mother, don't worry. I understand. I will bite back all my grievances to marry the state preceptor." Feng Rushuang raised her blushing cheeks.

"That's great." Feeling relieved, Liu Rong got up. She continued after pondering for a while.