She finished speaking and started to walk out. Feng Yinwan wanted to stop her, but when she opened her mouth, only a hoarse gasp came out.
Yu Ping's footsteps became even more determined as she left.
Feng Yinwan looked at her retreating back in despair, then angrily raised her hand, "Are you trying to rebel!"
The bracelet on her wrist tightened around her, and as if in response, it began to shimmer even more joyfully.
The scene clearly conveyed a complaint:
"You dare stuff so much into me and then complain! What's wrong with being tight, I'm only fat because of all your junk!"
In a daze, Feng Yinwan felt as if it had indeed gained some weight.
As if sensing her thoughts, the bracelet immediately began to flash faster and faster, so fast that Feng Yinwan felt dizzy.
Although she couldn't understand its interpretation, she felt as though it had thoroughly berated her.
Fearing that it would start throwing things out the next second, Feng Yinwan swallowed and pretended to comfort it.
"Look at you, why are you getting so agitated!"
"I'm thinking about our future. If you're with me, I need to eat well and be healthy, otherwise you'll suffer too."
The bracelet indicated it had no intention of listening and angrily threw out a vase.
Feng Yinwan's heart tightened. She quickly caught it, "What are you doing! This is an antique!"
The bracelet scoffed and then threw out a jade carving as a threat.
Feng Yinwan: ...!
"My apologies, my treasure! I'll polish you with ancient wood wax oil later, I promise to make you shine like new!"
The bracelet snorted, and grudgingly stopped.
Feng Yinwan breathed a sigh of relief and carefully put down her precious item.
Thank goodness, it was almost broken!
Ancient physicians couldn't perform cosmetic surgery to fix Feng Yinwan's "gappy teeth." When Yu Ping returned with a dejected face, Feng Yinwan let out a long sigh of relief, another heavy burden lifted from her heart.
She feigned sadness and offered a few comforting words before quickly changing the subject.
For several days, there was no news from Xiuchun Courtyard. One day, Feng Yinwan was practicing her needlework in the courtyard when the gate was suddenly pushed open by Qi Xuan.
With no patients, Feng Yinwan had to use a soft cork model. She was engrossed in her practice and didn't notice anyone enter.
As Qi Xuan approached, he saw the cork model in her hand, covered in silver needles, and was immediately horrified. He stopped in his tracks.
"What the heck, is the Princess going to stab wood when she gets serious?"
He fearfully covered his forearm. Before he could speak, Yu Ping, who had returned, scolded him.
"What are you doing!"
Qi Xuan became nervous and involuntarily started to stutter. Before he could speak, a silver needle flew directly towards him.
He quickly flipped over, narrowly catching the needle.
Seeing it was him, Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows, her brow furrowing slightly. "What business does Guard Qi have with me?"
His arrival always meant trouble from Ye Tinglan.
As expected, Qi Xuan carefully held the silver needle and nodded. "Reporting to the Princess, His Highness sent me to inform you that tomorrow is the fifteenth. His Highness has prepared generous gifts as agreed, and hopes the Princess will be punctual."
Feng Yinwan was somewhat surprised.
She had previously emptied more than half of the royal treasury and taken half of Ye Tinglan's property deeds and business contracts. She had expected him to fly into a rage, but instead, she heard nothing. Now, he was even sending Qi Xuan to remind her about returning to her maiden home on the fifteenth.
In this regard, he was indeed a man of his word.
Feng Yinwan nodded, "Don't worry. Go back and tell His Highness that this Princess will arrive as promised."
Qi Xuan nodded immediately. "Then this subordinate will take his leave."
He carefully placed the silver needle back for Feng Yinwan and quickly turned to leave.
Yu Ping glanced at his somewhat furtive back and quickly stepped forward. "Miss, tomorrow is His Highness's first time accompanying you to your maiden home. Shall I go back and inform the Master and Young Master first? So they can be prepared."
Feng Yinwan shook her head. "No need."
For this visit, the more sudden, the better.
However, when she left the next day, Feng Yinwan discovered that the matter was more sudden than she had imagined.
The gifts Ye Tinglan had prepared were indeed generous. Twelve guards, each with their own, lined up in two rows. The sedan chair was magnificent, carried by eight men. Qi Xuan personally led the way on horseback.
This display certainly showed Feng Yinwan great respect.
The only drawback was that as soon as Feng Yinwan got into the sedan chair, a young eunuch rushed out from the mansion.
Feng Yinwan looked closely. The newcomer was the new steward from Qin Rulian's courtyard.
The eunuch scurried to the front of the sedan chair and said urgently, "Your Highness, Miss Qin is gravely ill. Please go and see her quickly."
Ye Tinglan's brows furrowed. He instinctively started to get out of the sedan chair, but then caught sight of Feng Yinwan beside him and stopped himself.
"What happened? Has a physician been called?"
The eunuch nodded.
"The maids said that Miss Qin's window in her room was left open last night, and she caught a chill. The physician came this morning and said that Miss Qin has been worried and distressed for the past two days, and while medicine can heal the body, it cannot heal the heart. A heart ailment requires a heart cure..."
Heart ailment?
Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows slightly. Ye Tinglan's handsome face darkened, and he reprimanded.
"Useless! How do these maids serve? Have them go to the steward to receive their punishment!"
The eunuch looked up slightly. "Miss Qin's daily care was previously handled by Feise. Since they were not around, it is natural for new caretakers to be a bit unfamiliar..."
Ye Tinglan frowned. Before he could speak, Feng Yinwan chuckled.
"Whether they are familiar or not, diligence is what matters. So many people were assigned to Xiuchun Courtyard, and yet not one of them remembered to close the window?"
"In my opinion, you, as the steward of this courtyard, are surely to blame."
The servants in Xiuchun Courtyard were new hires after the gate-smashing incident. While Ye Tinglan couldn't say anything explicitly, he was clearly displeased.
The eunuch, shocked that the blame had fallen on him, repeatedly cried out his innocence.
"Your Highness, please see that I have been diligent and have not been remiss. However, each master has different preferences, and those who are new truly cannot compare to those who have served by their side for a long time..."
Qin Rulian was sick, but he kept mentioning Feise in every sentence. This was likely a fabrication by the "little white lotus."
Feng Yinwan sneered.
It had only been a few days since they were sent away, and she was already plotting again.
Fearing that Feng Yinwan would find more fault with him, the eunuch quickly turned to Ye Tinglan.
"Your Highness, this is my failure of supervision. I am willing to accept punishment. However... you should still go and see Miss Qin. She will feel much better if she sees you."
Ye Tinglan pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, his dark eyes deepening. "I will go and see Rulian. You return to General's Mansion first, I will follow shortly."
He then stood up and got out of the sedan chair. Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows and did not stop him.
Seeing him heading back into the mansion with the eunuch, Yu Ping outside exclaimed in alarm, "Hey... Miss, we're about to set off, why did His Highness go back?"