Fei Se immediately voiced her displeasure, "As the late General Qin's sister, and the Empress's cousin-niece, you are naturally a noble lady!"
Feng Yin Wan raised an eyebrow. Before she could speak, the delicate "white lotus" gracefully curtsied.
"Ting Lan Ge Ge."
Ye Ting Lan strode closer, his long legs carrying him forward. The elaborate gold embroidery on his plain cyan ceremonial robes was dazzling. The white jade ornament at his waist, as pure as snow, only enhanced his cold and aloof demeanor.
More importantly, he looked rather good with Feng Yin Wan.
Just as he was about to respond, his gaze fell upon the striking red attire beside her, and he clearly paused.
Feng Yin Wan, her back held straight, had been anticipating the unfolding drama. Suddenly being stared at so intently by this man, she could only offer a perfunctory curtsy.
"Good morning, Your Highness. Have you eaten?"
The epitome of perfunctory.
Ye Ting Lan's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
This woman was better off keeping her mouth shut.
He lifted the hem of his robe and directly stepped onto the carriage. Feng Yin Wan pouted and was about to follow when the driver stopped her.
"Wang Fei, your carriage is behind."
Behind?
Feng Yin Wan frowned. She looked at the opulent carriage before her, which clearly promised comfort, then pointed to the carriage behind, which was noticeably plain to the point of being excessive. She questioned,
"You expect this Wang Fei... to ride in this?"
"All the carriages in the mansion have been sent for repair. Please bear with it, Wang Fei."
Feng Yin Wan's delicate brows tightened. Before she could speak, she saw Qin Ru Lian, her skirt gathered, looking over with great satisfaction.
"The Spring Sacrifice is about to begin. Sister, you must hurry."
With that, she ducked into Ye Ting Lan's carriage. Before Feng Yin Wan could curse, the carriage shot off like an arrow.
Yu Ping gasped, "This..."
Feng Yin Wan's fists clenched instantly. Glancing at Qi Xuan, who was also being left behind, she immediately grabbed him.
"You, drive!"
Qi Xuan: "No problem, no problem..."
Not only did this carriage look shabby on the outside, but it lacked even a brocade seat inside. Feng Yin Wan was jostled so hard on the way that her backside ached. As soon as it stopped, she jumped out of the carriage.
This rickety carriage was not meant for human use!
As she was discreetly rubbing herself, Qin Ru Lian sauntered over.
"Your Highness is going to see the Emperor, and Ru Lian also needs to pay respects to the Empress. I won't be going with Sister."
She finished speaking and entered the palace gates with Ye Ting Lan. Her swaying, twisting gait was precisely like a rooster that had won a fight.
Feng Yin Wan rolled her eyes subtly. Just as she was about to step forward, a sweet, clear voice called from behind her.
"Eldest Sister?"
In the blink of an eye, a figure in peach attire flitted before her.
Feng Yin Wan looked at the face that bore some resemblance to her own, her delicate brows slightly raised.
Feng Yi Yi?
The original body's concubine-born sister was no quiet character, and her mother, who was a concubine, was even more cunning. Since she had come to participate in the Spring Sacrifice, her father and brother must also be nearby.
Thinking this, Feng Yin Wan looked around. Before she could see clearly, she was blocked again.
After a few glances at her face, Feng Yi Yi's eyes widened in surprise. "Eldest Sister, where is the scar on your face?"
Yu Ping nodded, "Second Miss, Miss has used the medicine given by the divine doctor, and the scar on her face has healed."
"Divine doctor?"
Feng Yi Yi did not believe it. "Eldest Sister, what divine doctor is so capable? Father has searched for you for so many years, and none were effective. How could you..."
As soon as she heard this, Feng Yin Wan knew she had no good intentions. She raised her eyebrows unapologetically. "How could I?"
Suddenly questioned, Feng Yi Yi faltered, "It's nothing, I'm just curious."
Before she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Feng Yin Wan's carriage behind her, and she let out a laugh.
"Eldest Sister, you came in a carriage like this?"
"This is simply too much neglect. If others saw it, they would think the Mo Prince's mansion had fallen into such disrepair."
Her eyes darted around, and Feng Yi Yi deliberately raised her voice a little higher. "Oh, Eldest Sister, hasn't the Mo Prince returned to the capital? On such an important occasion today, he hasn't accompanied you?"
Her eyes flickered, as if the words "gloating" were practically written on her face. Yu Ping frowned upon hearing this and immediately spoke indignantly.
"His Highness had to see the Emperor and left ahead of time. If it weren't for Second Miss stopping us, this servant would already be accompanying Miss into the palace."
Feng Yi Yi squeezed her brows and took two steps forward.
"When I speak to Eldest Sister, when is it your turn to interrupt! You impudent servant girl who doesn't know her place!"
She raised her hand as if to strike, but Feng Yin Wan's eyes turned cold. Just as she was about to act, a stern voice called from behind.
"Feng Yi Yi, stop!"
Feng Yi Yi was halted, her body trembling visibly. She retracted her movement as Old General Feng and Feng Jing Yuan hurried over.
Upon seeing Feng Yin Wan, both were immediately surprised.
"Wan'er!"
Old General Feng exclaimed. His gaze fell upon Feng Yin Wan's smooth, tender left cheek, and his expression became even more agitated.
"Your face... is healed?"
Feng Jing Yuan, upon hearing this, also excitedly crowded forward. "Sister's face is indeed healed!"