The few men's lips curved wider, their smiles growing increasingly unrestrained as they imagined Feng Jingyuan directing their training in a female voice.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Yinwan coughed lightly.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The men snapped back to attention and immediately suppressed their smiles. Though their faces had regained seriousness, Feng Yinwan could clearly see the slight twitching at the corners of their mouths and silently pressed her forehead.
*Brother... it's your sister who has failed you!*
Feng Jingyuan, who was currently in the army rectifying discipline, suddenly sneezed, completely unaware of how distorted his image had become in the minds of his subordinates.
The men waited for a moment in the tea house. A carriage emerged from the side gate of the Mo Prince's manor.
As it turned the corner at the alleyway, the curtains were lifted, and the figures of Ye Tinglan and Qin Rulian flashed by inside the carriage.
The guards, with their sharp eyes, immediately exclaimed.
"Isn't that the Mo Prince? Why is there a woman in his carriage!"
"That woman just now seemed to be feeding him snacks, right up to his mouth!"
"Yeah! That's right, it was exactly as I saw it!"
The four guards lay in a row by the window, each speaking their piece. The one at the very back listened while sketching on his wristband.
Feng Yinwan curiously stretched her neck to look. Before she could clearly see what he was writing, she heard the guard in front of her give instructions.
"The Mo Prince didn't push that woman away just now. Fourth, you should note that down too!"
The fourth one nodded as he wrote, "Don't worry, big brother, I've already written it!"
Feng Yinwan: ???
What are you guys doing!
Yuping: !!!
As expected of the people sent by the young master, they truly have a strong sense of awareness. How did she not think of this!
Thinking this, she immediately unfurled her handkerchief, preparing to record the evidence of Ye Tinglan's "crime."
Feng Yinwan felt a headache coming on. Just as she was thinking about how to stop them, she saw a figure stealthily slip out of the manor.
It was none other than Granny Sun, who had been keeping a low profile recently.
Her eyebrows raised, she immediately spoke, "Stop fooling around, the person is here."
Seeing this, the men immediately composed themselves and quickly followed.
After following for a while, Granny Sun circled around the West Market and finally slipped into a gambling house.
Feng Yinwan raised her hand, signaling Yuping and the three guards to wait outside. She put on a mask and, with the eldest guard, strode directly into the gambling house.
Seeing Feng Yinwan's luxurious attire, which was clearly not cheap, and the guards by her side, the gambling house attendant didn't stop her at all and directly invited her in.
"Sir, please this way!"
The attendant kept leading her towards the main hall. Feng Yinwan spotted Granny Sun's fleeting figure at the corner of the second floor and secretly nodded at the guard.
The guard, understanding, immediately retreated.
Sensing that no one was behind him, the attendant paused, "Huh?"
Just as he was about to ask, a silver ingot was thrown into his arms. He immediately smiled and turned back to Feng Yinwan, "Sir, please come in, sir, please come in!"
Because Feng Yinwan gave him so much, the attendant directly led her to a private room. Feng Yinwan juggled a few dice in her hand and perfunctorily waved the attendant away.
After sitting for a short while, the window latch suddenly moved, and the guard flipped in.
"My lady's foresight is impeccable. The coachman is indeed hidden in the private room on the second floor."
A smile tugged at Feng Yinwan's lips upon hearing this. "Good."
The carved window of the private room was connected to the corridor. With a slight turn, one could see the movement on the stairs.
Feng Yinwan leisurely took a sip of tea. Before she could put down her teacup, the guard spoke again.
"My lady, the old woman is coming down."
Feng Yinwan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she quickly got up. "Let's go."
As soon as they exited the gambling house, Yuping and the remaining guards immediately greeted them. Feng Yinwan sternly instructed.
"Yuping, take two people to capture that coachman. The rest follow me."
Everyone scattered upon receiving their orders. Feng Yinwan glanced at Granny Sun's figure in the distance and quickly followed.
It was close to noon, and the long street was bustling. However, Granny Sun couldn't shake off a chilling feeling behind her, as if she were being targeted.
She secretly glanced around but found nothing unusual, so she couldn't help but quicken her pace.
The feeling grew stronger. She darted into an alleyway, only to be met head-on by a fist that landed heavily on her face.
Taking the blow squarely, Granny Sun's nose immediately began to bleed profusely.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch—"
She clutched her nose and shouted gruffly, but was grabbed by two burly men and dragged deeper into the alley. Before she could stop the bleeding, a mask appeared before her eyes.
The silver mask completely covered the "man's" eyes. The exposed nose and lips were sharp and refined, with a slight hint of frailty.
Granny Sun was thrown to the ground and immediately yelled, "Foolish wretch! I am from the Mo Prince's manor! If you dare lay a hand on me, the Prince will not let you go!"
Feng Yinwan raised an eyebrow, slightly lifting her chin. The guard delivered a kick to Granny Sun's back.
"Who will not let go?"
Being a military guard selected from ten, a single kick caused Granny Sun to spit out another mouthful of blood. She collapsed on the ground like a salted fish, motionless.
Seeing this, the guard pulled her up.
"This is Lord Yun, the Junior Secretary of Dali Temple, acting on the Emperor's orders to investigate the garden incident on the day of the grand ceremony. You should know why he has come for you!"
She had initially thought that mentioning the Mo Prince's manor would scare them away, but she never expected the person in front of her to have such a significant background. Granny Sun trembled violently upon hearing this, and her arrogant demeanor instantly vanished.
"Oh, Lord Yun, this old woman was blind and failed to recognize your greatness. This... this is all a misunderstanding!"
Feng Yinwan glanced at her, "A misunderstanding?"
"According to this official, Zhao Si had already been in contact with you days ago, and then mysteriously appeared in the palace during the Spring Sacrifice Grand Ceremony. Are you trying to mock this official by calling it a misunderstanding!"
Her voice was not loud, but every word was forceful and filled with undeniable authority, making Granny Sun's face turn pale.
"You wrong me, sir! How dare your humble servant mock you..."
"Still not confessing the truth? Do you want this official to throw you into prison!"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Granny Sun secretly rolled her eyes and cried out, "Sir, please see clearly, it was all instigated by our Princess!"
"The Princess is jealous and resentful that the Prince favors Miss Qin. Therefore, she ordered this old servant to secretly find someone to ruin Miss Qin's reputation at the ceremony. I also felt this matter was wicked and immoral, but I could not defy her. She is a Princess, and I dared not disobey!"
Her words were delivered with great emotion. After speaking, she even squeezed out a few tears to accompany her complaints about her pain, completely baffling the two guards.
*The Princess?*
*The Mo Prince only has one official Princess, so the Princess she mentioned must be... the Eldest Miss?!*
They all looked up at Feng Yinwan in unison, meeting her mocking gaze, a cold sneer playing on her lips.
"This official is an old friend of General Feng. How is it that I did not know Miss Feng possessed such a vile character? You wicked old woman, this official believes that without severe torture, your mouth will not open!"
Granny Sun's body trembled upon hearing this.
*It's over, how could she have run into someone with connections like this!*