Only Ling Wan, a young girl in the entire Ling family, could speak a few words, but this girl was shy, and her small face would blush deeply with just a few more words.
After returning to her room, Feng Jin felt even more bored. How could the nightlife be so monotonous? After enduring it for a long time, Feng Jin still sent someone to invite Lin Yuwei and Chu Ning'er, and also called Ling Wan along.
Isn't the night meant for sisters to gather and gossip?
Once everyone was present, Feng Jin’s chatterbox was completely opened. She pulled the others into conversation, talking about this and that, and finally set her sights on Lin Yuwei.
“Yuwei, tell me honestly, have you and Chu Chenyi consummated your marriage yet?”
Feng Jin deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the last two words.
Lin Yuwei’s cheeks instantly flushed, even her earlobes turned red, and her eyes kept darting away. “Why are you asking? Of course, I… of course, I…”
“Hurry up and say it, of course, you what?” Feng Jin became instantly interested and eagerly pressed Lin Yuwei.
Chu Ning’er also became interested, staring at Lin Yuwei with shining eyes, eager to know the truth.
Only Ling Wan, a young lady who was not yet married, blushed instantly upon hearing this. She lowered her head, not daring to participate in such a topic.
“Oh, how can such things be discussed openly? Please stop asking.” Lin Yuwei was truly embarrassed. How could she say such things in front of so many people?
“What’s there to be shy about? Or have you already consummated your marriage?” Feng Jin asked tentatively.
Lin Yuwei’s face turned red, and she quickly dodged, her tone carrying a hint of shyness. “Sister Feng Jin, if you continue like this, I won’t talk to you anymore.”
“Alright, alright, I won’t ask anymore.” Feng Jin quickly pleaded, then moved closer to Chu Ning’er and continued asking, “Good Ning’er, why don’t you tell me…”
“I have nothing to say. You should still ask Yuwei.”
Chu Ning’er deeply understood Feng Jin’s thick skin and was afraid of falling into her trap.
“You really have a lot of interest, specializing in asking about marital affairs.”
Chu Chenyi’s voice preceded his arrival. He looked at Ling Mohan, who stood beside him with a dark expression, a hint of teasing amusement on his lips.
Behind them, Liang Chen followed, also looking at Chu Ning’er with an unpleasant expression.
Sensing that something was amiss, Ling Wan quickly found an excuse and left in a hurry without looking back.
Of the remaining three young women, only Feng Jin faced their gazes without any fear and said unpleasantly, “Why are you here?”
Feng Jin was very unhappy about being interrupted so suddenly at this moment. They were truly lacking in social graces.
“Madam, it’s getting late, and you can’t keep the Princess occupied any longer.” Liang Chen smiled gently, his gaze falling on Chu Ning’er, who was looking down silently. “Princess, the child is waiting for you at home. It’s time to go back.”
“I’ll go back now.” Chu Ning’er quickly agreed and turned to Feng Jin. “Sister, I’ll take my leave first. We’ll chat again another day.”
She was already struggling with how to respond to Feng Jin’s questions, and Liang Chen’s arrival was indeed timely. She quickly pulled Liang Chen and headed out.
“Well, it’s also getting late, so we should be going back,” Lin Yuwei also said, picking up her pace as she walked out.
“Farewell!” Chu Chenyi cupped his hands in a salute and turned to leave.
With the chatters gone, Feng Jin’s spirits plummeted to the lowest point. She sighed mournfully, “You didn’t come earlier, you didn’t come later, but you had to come at this time. Now everyone is gone.”
What made Feng Jin even more annoyed was that she hadn’t found out anything interesting. Wasn’t this a wasted effort, a waste of time?
“Alas, I can only find another opportunity next time,” Feng Jin sighed, regret clearly visible on her face.
She didn’t notice Ling Mohan’s expression, which hadn’t improved since he entered.
Just as Feng Jin was about to get up and go to bed, her wrist was suddenly grasped by the man behind her.
“What are you doing? Let go.” Only when she looked up did Feng Jin notice the man’s deep, ink-like expression.
Feng Jin flinched back instinctively, maintaining a distance from the man. “You… why are you looking at me like that?”
The man remained silent, but his eyes, fixed on Feng Jin, deepened.
“What were you discussing with them just now?”
A hoarse and magnetic voice sounded in Feng Jin’s ear, but it sent a slight chill down her spine. Based on her understanding of Ling Mohan, he was on the verge of anger.
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Feng Jin took a deep breath, suppressing her wildly beating heart due to nervousness. “We… we weren’t discussing anything, just chatting about everyday things.”
In her perception, they hadn’t discussed anything significant, because the conversation was interrupted at a critical moment by Ling Mohan and his entourage barging in.
“I heard my wife inquiring about marital matters. Perhaps there is something you do not understand…”
Ling Mohan’s eagle-like eyes fixed intently on Feng Jin, his furrowed brow suppressing his anger. He said in a deep voice, “If my wife truly has something she doesn’t understand, why bother seeking advice from others? Your husband would be very happy to personally instruct you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, before Feng Jin could react, the man’s strong body pressed against her. His long fingers fumbled around her slender waist.
Feng Jin shivered in fright. The exclamation that was about to escape her lips was silenced by the man’s slightly cool thin lips, leaving only muffled sounds.
…
The next morning, Cai Qing knocked on the door once, but there was no response from inside, so she pushed the door open and walked in.
The water-blue bed curtains were tightly drawn. They swayed slightly from the gust of wind that entered when the door was opened.
“Madam, it’s already noon. You should wake up.”
Cai Qing opened the tightly shut window. Seeing no movement from inside the bed curtains, she then lifted them.
When the young general left this morning, he had already instructed not to disturb the madam’s rest. But it was already noon, and there was still no sound from the room, so she entered without permission.
The dazzling sunlight suddenly streamed in, and Feng Jin frowned slightly. She painstakingly opened her sleepy eyelids. “Cai Qing, what time is it?”
“Madam, it’s already noon. The young general will be back soon. I will help you get up.”
Feng Jin sat up dizzily and immediately felt a general soreness and discomfort throughout her body. Her entire body felt as if it had been run over and reassembled.
She couldn’t help but curse Ling Mohan in her heart. That damn man had been like a madman last night until dawn broke, and only then did he let her go.
“Ah… Madam…”