Feng Yinwan’s lips twitched violently upon hearing this, nearly spitting out what she had just eaten.
She was so done. What kind of brain-damaged remark was that!
“I…”
Ye Tingyun was flustered by the question, unsure whether to throw the meat away or not.
Catching sight of Feng Yinwan, he quickly shifted the blame.
“It… it was all her idea to roast it! I didn’t do anything!”
Feng Yinwan leisurely dabbed the grease from her lips with a handkerchief and scoffed.
“Prince Yun just ate quite a bit, didn’t you? Look, the bones are all over the floor!”
Ye Tingyun:…!
Damn it, that’s a stab to the heart!
He hastily turned to see Qin Rulian with red-rimmed eyes, “Tingyun, I truly didn’t expect you…”
She bit her lip, placed the food basket on the stone table, and immediately stormed out.
Ye Tingyun called out, “Hey,” and quickly chased after her.
Yuping, who had been looking up blankly from beside the bonfire, asked, “Miss, where did Prince Yun go?”
Feng Yinwan’s lips curled as she directly grabbed the food basket and opened it.
“Dishes from the ‘Four Seas Banquet,’ perfect for an extra meal.”
Qin Rulian, determined not to be caught by Ye Tingyun, ran all the way back to Xiuchun Courtyard and ordered the servants to close the door tightly. No matter how Ye Tingyun called, she refused to respond.
After being shut out, Ye Tingyun dejectedly took another bite of the meat in his hand.
Realizing what he had done, he paused slightly. He wanted to spit it out but ultimately endured it.
Forget it, what could a rabbit possibly do wrong? The fault lies with that woman!
When he angrily returned to Lanqing Courtyard, Feng Yinwan and Yuping had already arranged the dishes brought by Qin Rulian on the table.
Seeing him, they casually invited, “Have some more.”
Ye Tingyun was infuriated. He stepped forward and scanned the dishes, finding he had no appetite at all.
These dishes were far inferior to the roasted rabbit.
As he was feeling dejected, the courtyard gate was pushed open again, and a tall, stern figure strode in.
“Third Brother.”
Ye Tinglan had smelled the aroma from a distance. Upon entering and seeing the scene, his brows furrowed.
“The Consort seems to be enjoying her leisure time.”
Feng Yinwan’s expression remained unchanged, “Unlike the Prince, today we are fortunate enough to receive charity from a female bodhisattva.”
Ye Tinglan’s eyebrows tightened further upon hearing this. Before he could grasp the meaning of her words, Ye Tingyun interrupted.
“Third Brother, why have you come?”
Ye Tinglan’s thin lips pressed together, his tone becoming serious.
“News just arrived from the palace. In three days, we are to go to Qingpu Temple to escort the Empress Dowager back to the capital.”
He glanced at Ye Tingyun and continued,
“Father’s wish is for me to personally lead this expedition. You have only recently returned to the capital and your health has not yet recovered, so you should remain in the manor to rest well.”
Ye Tingyun immediately protested.
“Third Brother, I am familiar with the road to Qingpu Temple. Since we are going to fetch the Empress Dowager, I should naturally accompany you!”
Seeing Ye Tinglan hesitate, he quickly added,
“Don’t worry! My health has recovered, and besides, aren’t there this woman and the imperial physicians here!”
He turned his head, hoping Feng Yinwan would say a word in his favor. To his surprise, she was engrossed in eating, completely indifferent and showing no intention of speaking.
Ye Tingyun gritted his teeth.
“Third Brother, the Consort’s medical skills are exquisite and very effective in treating my heart condition. You can rest assured with her accompanying us on this trip!”
Feng Yinwan: ???
When did she ever say she was going?
Just as she was about to retort, Ye Tinglan had already nodded, “Very well.”
…
Having been forcibly assigned the task of accompanying them to Qingpu Temple, Feng Yinwan was somewhat indignant.
The matter between her and Song Qing'an had yet to be investigated. If they didn’t hurry, all the evidence would likely be destroyed, rendering the investigation pointless!
However, after several attempts to protest, Ye Tinglan remained stoic and unmoving.
“Whether you can uncover the truth is your concern. You must stay close by on this trip to ensure Tingyun’s safety.”
Seeing that reasoning was futile, Feng Yinwan pinned her hopes on Old General Feng and Feng Jingyuan.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. On the day of departure, Feng Yinwan discovered that Qin Rulian was also accompanying them.
“The manor has a limited number of carriages. Tinglan Gege asked me to share a carriage with the Consort. Sister shouldn’t mind, right?”
The little white lotus stepped onto the carriage stool in her delicate pink embroidered shoes, her eyes brimming with smugness.
Mind?
Of course, she minded very much!
Feng Yinwan stepped forward with her long legs, blocking the carriage door, “Think about it, is that possible?”
Caught off guard that she wouldn’t even let her board the carriage, Qin Rulian’s face fell. She immediately bit her lip.
“But Tinglan Gege said so himself…”
Feng Yinwan thought, “What’s it to me?” but before she could speak, Ye Tinglan rode his horse closer.
“What’s wrong?”
He was wearing a rather formal green soft armor today, and beneath it, the same ink-black robes.
Qin Rulian’s eyes flickered at the sight, and she immediately spoke in a wronged tone.
“The Consort seems unwilling to share a carriage with me. Tinglan Gege, perhaps we should just forget it.”
“This trip is officially to welcome the Empress Dowager, and my accompanying you is merely a burden…”
Feng Yinwan scoffed, “You do know that yourself.”
“Feng Yinwan!”
Ye Tinglan’s handsome face darkened, and he unpleasantly lifted the carriage curtain to glare at her.
“Move aside, or I’ll order someone to drag you down.”
He was still thinking of using force against her?
Feng Yinwan rolled her eyes without concealment and directly got off the carriage.
“The carriage is already cramped, and I truly do not wish to smell the scent of tea. I’ll ride a horse instead.”
As a legitimate daughter from a general’s mansion, riding a horse was naturally no problem for her.
Without waiting for Ye Tinglan’s approval, she directly stepped forward and instructed Qi Xuan to fetch a horse.
Qin Rulian, who had been feeling quite pleased, immediately deflated as soon as the procession began to move.
This wretched woman, riding side-by-side with Ye Tinglan!
How dare she ride alongside Tinglan Gege!
She tightly clutched her handkerchief, her eyes filled with surging hatred. Feng Yinwan, however, wasn't thinking about that at all and even wanted to speed up…
The group headed directly towards the city gate. Feng Yinwan glanced at their meager escort and felt a surge of doubt.
“Your Highness, aren’t we going to escort the Empress Dowager? Why only bring… this few people?”
Even if Ye Tinglan was powerful, even if Ye Tinglan was a war god, if they encountered bandits, wouldn't they be wiped out?
Ye Tinglan cast a detached glance at her and coldly sneered.
“The accompanying guards have already been waiting outside the city. If you hadn’t intentionally caused trouble just now, I would have already left the city.”
Feng Yinwan secretly glanced at him, pouted, and turned her head.
Hundreds of guards were lined up outside the city gate. Upon seeing them emerge, the leading general immediately rode forward.
Feng Yinwan’s gaze was still fixed on the guards when a sudden chill emanated from her side.
Confused, she turned her head and met Ye Tinglan’s sharp gaze, immediately freezing.
What was he doing…
Why was he looking at her with such a predatory gaze for no reason?
Before she could figure out why, a low whinny sounded in front of her, and the approaching person quickly dismounted.
“Your subordinate greets Prince Mo, Princess… Consort.”
Feng Yinwan’s first reaction was – this voice sounds familiar.
Following the sound, she looked over and met a delicate, clean face, and was immediately stunned.
What the hell, why is Song Qing'an here!