Seeing her interrupt, Madam Yu's heart tightened again. She secretly glared at her but dared not show it on her face.
"Yin Wan, what do you mean by that?"
"When I was young, you took my snacks and toys when I didn't understand, led others to mock the scar on my face in front of the servants, and cursed me into not being able to marry... Such things are commonplace, Madam Yu, you wouldn't not know, would you?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Yu's face turned paler. Before she could respond, Feng Yin Wan spoke again.
"These can be attributed to her youthful ignorance and mischievous nature, but just two days ago at the Spring Festival Ceremony, didn't my sister also strike Yu Ping in front of the palace gates?"
"If it weren't for Father and Brother stopping her in time, that slap would likely have fallen. I, this Princess Consort, don't quite understand. When did my personal maid become someone else's business to discipline?"
Hearing this, Madam Yu's complexion turned from pale to ghastly white.
Under the intense gaze of three pairs of eyes, she could only turn to Feng Yi Yi beside her and question, "Did you really do this?"
Feng Yi Yi's expression was evasive.
"Mother, I was just angry. Who told her to speak disrespectfully to me? A maid, acting superior to her mistress?"
Though her tone was weak, her words were spoken righteously. Feng Yin Wan immediately rebuked her coldly.
"Sister, perhaps you misunderstand? If that's the case, then Yu Ping's mistress isn't me, but you?"
"What, you wish to replace me so badly? Didn't you just say that I could be the Princess Consort but you couldn't? Do you still wish to switch places with me and become the mistress of Prince Mo's manor yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Yu was so frightened that she immediately knelt down.
"Yin Wan, no, absolutely not!"
Although they were from the same family, she was now the legitimate wife of a Prince, a noblewoman of the first rank. If these words were taken seriously, wouldn't it be framing Feng Yi Yi?
Seeing Feng Yi Yi still standing there obediently, as straight as a bamboo pole, Madam Yu glared at her with disappointment and tugged heavily at her skirt.
"Why aren't you kneeling down quickly!"
Feng Yi Yi, caught off guard by the tug, immediately stumbled to her knees.
Feng Yin Wan raised her eyebrows nonchalantly, "Madam Yu and Sister, what are you doing? Why are you performing such a grand ritual before the New Year?"
Madam Yu gritted her teeth and buried her head even lower.
"Yin Wan, it was Yi Yi's immaturity that offended you. As the Princess Consort, your perspective is naturally broader than hers. She is just a young lady, straightforward and not thinking too much. Please don't take it to heart."
So this is where Feng Yi Yi learned her manipulative tactics.
Feng Yin Wan nodded, "Of course, I haven't bothered to stoop to my sister's level. Otherwise, Madam Yu, do you think my sister could still be here unharmed?"
Madam Yu felt like spitting blood.
Her intention was clearly for Feng Yin Wan to forgive Feng Yi Yi, but this little vixen seemed not to understand and didn't hold back at all! It was as if she had been enduring it for a long time.
Seeing that this approach wasn't working, Madam Yu prepared to appeal to General Feng's emotions. However, before she could even open her mouth, Feng Jing Yuan spoke up.
"Wan'er is kind-hearted and does not wish to dwell on past matters. However, Madam Yu, you cannot indulge your daughter so much. She is almost of age, and her words and actions should be strictly disciplined!"
Her heart was stabbed again, and Madam Yu's face turned from white to green.
What was with these two vixen siblings? Had they conspired?
Just as she was cursing internally, Old General Feng spoke sternly, "Although Wan'er is married, she is still my daughter, the eldest daughter of the Zhenguo General's manor. If such a thing happens again, she will be severely punished!"
He glanced at Feng Yi Yi on the ground and frowned, "Take this unfilial daughter back and have her reflect on her mistakes in her room. She is not allowed to wander around!"
Upon hearing that she was confined, Feng Yi Yi finally realized the seriousness of the situation and her eyes reddened as she began to cry.
"Father, no."
Old General Feng waved his hand impatiently, not even wanting to look at her again, "Take her out!"
Two guards outside entered in response. Seeing that Feng Yi Yi was about to be dragged away, Madam Yu quickly stepped forward.
"Master, they are rough. If they injure Yi Yi, let me escort her back."
Old General Feng remained noncommittal. Seeing this, Madam Yu quickly helped Feng Yi Yi up and they left dejectedly.
Before turning away, she glared fiercely at Feng Yin Wan to vent her hatred.
The annoying little pest who ruined her mood finally left. Feng Yin Wan took a sip of fruit wine and continued to secretly feed Yu Ping.
In the back garden, as soon as they passed the ornate flower gate, Feng Yi Yi's expression changed.
"Mother! I was just telling the truth, how could Father do this to me!"
And that vixen Feng Yin Wan, she kept making sarcastic remarks beside me.
When I wasn't around usually, Father was clearly very doting on me, but as soon as this vixen returned, everything changed!
Madam Yu's face turned cold, and she looked at her seriously, "You were indeed a bit out of line today! Your father is the head of the family, how could you speak to him like that!"
Feng Yi Yi also knew she had been a bit impatient. She pouted, "I was just anxious! I thought Father would at least arrange for me to be a concubine, but who knew..."
She gritted her teeth hatefully, her brows furrowed into a deep 'chuan' character. "Mother! Father speaking like that in front of that vixen, doesn't that mean he doesn't want me to surpass her? You've personally spoken, isn't this slapping your face?"
Being barraged by Feng Yin Wan and Feng Jing Yuan, Madam Yu felt even more stifled. She took a heavy breath, her eyes flickering slightly.
"What's with that little vixen! She's only been married for less than two months, and her temper has become so fiery. She's even learned to tattle now!"
"What else could it be! She's become the Princess Consort of Prince Mo, and her scar has healed. Times have changed, her spine has stiffened!"
Thinking of Feng Yin Wan's stunning face and her first-rank Princess Consort status, Feng Yi Yi's heart ached with envy.
Madam Yu sighed and looked at the red marks on her face, which she herself had caused, and could only comfort her.
"Alright, you go back and behave yourself. You must control your temper and never anger your father again!"
Feng Yi Yi pouted resentfully, then heard her continue, "Don't worry, I know you haven't eaten enough. I'll have Bi Yun send you something to eat later."
Feng Yi Yi's anger turned to joy, and she affectionately linked her arm with Madam Yu's. "I knew Mother was the best!"
"Stop chattering, go back quickly."
Madam Yu reminded her a couple more times and returned to the dining hall. Feng Yi Yi looked in the direction of the dining hall from afar, her eyes flashing with a dark gleam, and then headed straight for the back gate.
That vixen Feng Yin Wan, she's treating this General's manor like Prince Mo's manor. Daring to badmouth me in front of Old General Feng, I won't let that vixen off!
As if thinking of something, her eyes brightened, and she immediately quickened her pace.