After listening to Rong Qingqing's words, the little eunuch always felt that she was mocking him, but her face was smiling again, as if he was too careless.

"I don't care about this. You blocked our seventh princess' car. Hurry up and find a way to move it so that our princess can go over." The little eunuch was still arrogant and rude, but his aura of speaking was no longer as arrogant as before.

After all, he could see that the alley was narrow and it was impossible to move the carriage, and it was simply a struggle to force people.

Seeing this, Rong Qingqing was very sure that the other party came to find fault on purpose.

But she and the Seventh Princess have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the past. So why do they want to find her trouble?

She said with a look of embarrassment: "I want to move, but the alley is really narrow, and there are so many carriages in front of you that they can't move at all. You think this is good? The princess just thought of coming in front. If she doesn't dislike it, can she ask her to take our carriage? In this way, there is no need to move the carriage so much. Moreover, you see, the three of us were hit and injured by you, so where can we still have the strength to move the carriage?"

When the eunuch saw the swollen bag on her forehead, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what to say.

Because the other party was different from what he thought, she was so calm that when he moved out of the princess, she didn't look timid.

Just when she didn't know what to do, the Seventh Princess Feng Xin could no longer wait and came out of the carriage behind her.

"Dog slave, if you can't do anything well, what's the point of asking you to do?" As soon as she came forward, she scolded the little eunuch in a scattered manner.

"The princess is an incompetent slave." The little eunuch begged for mercy with a bitter face.

Rong Qingqing looked up and saw a bright and elegant girl appearing next to the carriage.

The girl was wearing a light pink skirt and looked very pretty, but because of her pair of flying eyebrows, she looked extremely domineering and not easy to mess with. The eyebrows looked a bit similar to Feng Mo, but it was completely opposite to Feng Mo's steady personality.

She is the seventh princess Feng Xin, and the sister of Feng Mo's mother.

Rong Qingqing looked at it quietly.

Feng Xin snorted coldly, turned her eyes to Rong Qingqing who was standing on the shaft of the car, and looked her around with a big thorn. When she saw her delicate and beautiful little face clearly, her eyes narrowed badly. Why didn't she notice that Rong Qingqing had a charming face before?

Thinking that she was under the same roof as Xie Jingrun, she looked up and saw her, and she felt very displeased.

Thinking that Xie Jingrun was seduced by her, he pointed his finger at her, "Who are you? Why don't you respect me when you see this princess?"

Rong Qingqing's lips curled up easily.

Because of Feng Mo, the original owner had met this unruly princess several times, but the seventh princess looked like she didn't know her.

Rong Qingqing got off the carriage and bowed to her, "My daughter Rong Qingqing, pay homage to the Seventh Princess."

Seeing this, Feng Xin deliberately did not shout, but looked her completely, with a malicious tone, "So you are the widow of the late Marquis of Weiyuan."
Chapter completed!