Feng Yiyi's smug expression vanished as she was slapped unexpectedly.
Before she could speak, Feng Yinwan, clutching the divorce letter, strode out with sharp steps.
How dare he send her a divorce letter? She had to get to the bottom of it!
The Prince Mo’s Manor.
Ye Tinglan was accompanying Qin Rulian in Xiuchun Courtyard when the courtyard gate was suddenly broken open. A figure in elegant purple, exuding a fierce aura, headed straight for him.
"What is the meaning of this, Your Highness?"
Feng Yinwan slapped the divorce letter onto the stone table and spoke directly.
The nearby servant was startled by her and before he could speak, Ye Tinglan raised his eyes indifferently, his ink-black eyes still filled with anger.
This woman dared to question him!
"Feng Yinwan, you should understand my meaning."
Understand?
Understand what nonsense!
Feng Yinwan frowned. "Your Highness sending a divorce letter to the General's Manor for no reason, this concubine truly doesn't understand your meaning."
If it was just about yesterday's matter with Song Qing'an, it wouldn't warrant a divorce letter.
Unless, he had always intended this and wanted to take this opportunity to divorce her!
"I implore Your Highness to make your intentions clear, so that this concubine doesn't die as a fool."
Seeing her question him calmly and without subservience, her face showing no hint of guilt, Ye Tinglan tightened his grip on the teacup.
Make his intentions clear.
Did this woman want him to personally admit that he had been cuckolded!
As a dignified God of War, a prince, wouldn't it make him a laughingstock of the world!
In his rage, he slammed the teacup down. "You have lost your feminine virtue and your words are inappropriate. With such character, you are not worthy of being this Prince's consort. The position of Prince Mo's consort cannot be tarnished by someone like you!"
Someone like her.
What kind of person was she?!
Feng Yinwan expressed her absolute disagreement.
"This concubine, while not claiming to be virtuous and benevolent, has never done anything outrageous. For Your Highness to divorce this concubine, you demean me to this extent. Do you feel no shame in saying this!"
"Feng Yinwan!"
Feng Yinwan completely ignored his rage and rolled her eyes impatiently.
"Does Your Highness think everyone is like you, cherishing this consort position as a treasure? This concubine doesn't want it!"
If not for the sake of the General's Manor's reputation, she wouldn't bother with pretense.
Hearing this, Ye Tinglan, however, burst into laughter from anger. "Don't want it? Then why did you insist on marrying me, pining for your life and death? Do you truly love this Prince?"
A woman as fickle as this, how dare she speak of true love!
Feng Yinwan was indeed stumped.
Love him...?
She'd rather choose the former!
Clearing her throat, she quickly suppressed her awkwardness.
"Whatever Your Highness thinks. If you wish to divorce, you may, but this concubine cannot accept such an unclear divorce letter."
Even if they were to divorce, it would be after this matter was investigated. She would never leave with a false accusation on her head!
Seeing her shamelessly mention divorce, Ye Tinglan’s hand resting on the table tightened fiercely.
"Since you insist on asking, this Prince will no longer show you any leniency."
"Yesterday at the General's Manor, you and Young Master Song, this Prince saw it with his own eyes!"
So it was indeed about this matter?
"This concubine was framed."
"Who would dare frame you at the General's Manor!"
Seeing his disbelief, Feng Yinwan pursed her lips. "Yesterday, Young Master Song and I both ingested an aphrodisiac. What Your Highness saw was this concubine administering acupuncture to Young Master Song to detoxify him."
She was still lying!
Ye Tinglan's handsome face darkened upon hearing this, his ink-black eyes filled with deep malice.
"When did you learn medicine? This Prince never knew!"
"This..."
This, Feng Yinwan truly couldn't explain.
The original owner was an idiot, unable to even compose poetry, let alone practice medicine.
But she absolutely couldn't let this go.
"This concubine can prove it!"
Ye Tinglan, as if disgusted, averted his gaze. "No need. This Prince has no interest in watching your tricks."
Giving Feng Yinwan no chance to explain, he raised his hand as if to signal a servant to escort her out.
Qin Rulian, listening from the side, her eyes darted around quickly.
Yesterday, Ye Tinglan had accompanied this wench for her return visit. She had thought he would definitely stay at the General's Manor. Who knew he would return in a rage in the evening.
She had sent several servants to inquire, but they were all driven away. Little did she expect there was such a hidden reason?
So, this wench Feng Yinwan had been with another man at the General's Manor behind Ye Tinglan's back?!
As the thought arose, Qin Rulian's heart bloomed with joy. Just as she was about to add fuel to the fire, Qi Xuan rushed in from outside.
"Your Highness, trouble! His Highness Prince Yun has suddenly suffered a heart seizure and fainted!"
Ye Tinglan's brows furrowed heavily upon hearing this and he immediately stood up. "Where is Tingyun?"
He quickly followed Qi Xuan outside, no longer concerned with Feng Yinwan. Seeing this, Feng Yinwan's heart rejoiced and she also quickly followed them out.
She wanted to prove her medical skills, and now a patient had appeared.
Wasn't this heaven-sent?
On a small couch in the side hall, the young man in dark green robes lay with his eyes tightly shut, his lips a dark purple, and his face ashen and bloodless.
Ye Tinglan stepped forward to examine him and frowned. "Where are the imperial physicians accompanying him?"
Qi Xuan nodded. "Imperial Physician Jiang stayed at Qingpu Temple to examine the Empress Dowager. Prince Yun's entourage did not include any imperial physicians."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Yinwan emerged from behind the crowd.
"Your Highness, this concubine can treat Prince Yun and prove her medical skills."
She then moved to take his pulse. However, before her fingers could touch Ye Tingyun's wrist, they were firmly grasped by Ye Tinglan.
Ye Tinglan's hand was as hard as iron, as if it would crush her fingers.
"Get lost! Don't touch him!"
With that, Feng Yinwan was roughly thrown aside. Her footing faltered, and she almost collided with a lamp stand.
Ye Tinglan paid no attention to her, only coldly commanding Qi Xuan, "Immediately send someone to the palace to summon an imperial physician!"
As he spoke, his brow furrowed heavily again, and he stood up directly.
"This Prince will go personally."
"Guards, strictly secure the side hall. Before this Prince returns, no one is to approach within half a step!"
With that, he leaped onto his horse and galloped away swiftly.
Meanwhile, Feng Yinwan steadied herself and was about to glance at Ye Tingyun on the couch when her vision was completely blocked by Qi Xuan.
"Consort, His Highness Prince Yun's heart condition is no trivial matter. You should return to Lanqing Courtyard first."
His expression was unusually serious as he spoke.
She knew brute force wouldn't work. Feng Yinwan nodded and turned to leave.
A group of guards followed closely behind her and retreated, firmly guarding the door of the side hall.
Feng Yinwan pretended to head towards the back courtyard, but at a corner, she changed direction and quickly approached the window.
From what she had seen earlier, Ye Tingyun's complexion was very poor. The journey from Prince Mo's Manor to the palace and back would take at least three quarters of an hour. By the time Ye Tinglan brought back an imperial physician, the man would likely be dead.
Tentatively pushing the window, she indeed found a slight gap. She immediately gathered her skirt and flipped inside.
Her movements were extremely light. With Qi Xuan and his men guarding the door outside, only the unconscious Ye Tingyun remained in the room.
Feng Yinwan closed the window and quietly stepped forward.
Someone Ye Tinglan would personally go to the palace to fetch an imperial physician for must not be ordinary.
She glanced faintly at the youth on the couch, and fragmented memories surfaced in her mind.
The Emperor had five sons in total, and Ye Tingyun was the youngest.
He was born to Noble Consort Li. His birth mother was noble, and he was doted upon by the Emperor and favored by the Empress Dowager. He was truly a precious gem in the palace.
However, this precious gem had now fallen into her hands!