The next moment, the door was violently shattered. Amidst the floating dust, Ye Tinglan’s enraged face appeared.
Feng Yiyi’s heart surged with joy. Before she could utter a cry of surprise, she froze, her eyes catching the scene in the room.
“Eldest… Eldest Sister?”
“What are you doing?”
On the small couch, Feng Yinwan’s sleeves were rolled up, revealing her fair, slender forearm. Yuping sat beside her, carefully wiping something in her hand.
In the room… there was not a trace of Song Qing’an!
Feng Yiyi jolted violently, her mood plummeting like a cliff edge.
What trick was this vixen playing?!
Feng Yinwan looked up at the sound, her gaze sweeping over them lightly. Her voice was calm.
“I accidentally broke a bowl just now and cut my arm. Yuping is applying medicine for me. What is it?”
Half of her forearm was exposed, and indeed, a bright red scratch marred the skin. Seeing this, Feng Yiyi’s face paled again.
Applying medicine?!
The commotion just now didn’t sound like medicine application!
Her eyes glinting, she suddenly looked up towards the second floor and immediately gestured to a maid.
The maid understood and took a step, rushing upstairs. Yuping saw this and immediately called out.
“Hey, what are you doing! You can’t go up…”
This reaction, in Feng Yiyi’s eyes, only confirmed her suspicions. She darted forward, blocking Yuping, who tried to stop her.
Seeing the maid already running up the stairs, Yuping stamped her foot anxiously.
“What does Second Miss mean by this!”
A mere maid dared to yell at her!
Feng Yiyi glared at her fiercely, a triumphant look on her face as she turned to Feng Yinwan behind her.
“Eldest Sister, I am doing this for your own good. The Prince heard the commotion just now. It’s all unclear… and people might think you’ve done something unspeakable!”
“Let’s search, and we can all be at ease.”
Ye Tinglan had remained silent since entering. The grim expression on his handsome face had not abated; he clearly tacitly agreed to the suggestion.
Yuping felt her request was outrageous and was about to speak again, but Feng Yinwan raised her hand to stop her.
“Since my sister is so suspicious, I will agree to your request. However…”
Feng Yiyi raised her eyebrows. “However what?”
She wanted to see if this vixen dared to utter a single negative word in front of Ye Tinglan!
To her surprise, Feng Yinwan’s beautiful eyes, cold and sharp, fixed on her. There was no panic on her face.
“However, my embroidered pavilion is not a place you can search as you please without reason.”
To cause a disturbance here would demand a price.
Unprepared for her current defiance, Feng Yiyi let out a light, sneering laugh.
“It wouldn’t be without reason. But there is one thing I wish to ask. If something is found later… how will Eldest Sister explain herself?”
Her eyes flickered to Ye Tinglan, her words dripping with schadenfreude.
Such arrogance!
The sound of rummaging came from upstairs. Feng Yinwan scoffed.
“That question can wait until after the search.”
Feng Yiyi pouted. Before she could say more, the maid retreated from the room.
She cast a low glance at Feng Yiyi and said softly, “Second Miss, there’s nothing…”
“What?!”
Feng Yiyi’s face turned pale at the words. She widened her eyes. “Did you search carefully?”
She had people watching outside. Song Qing’an had not left the embroidered pavilion. How could there be nothing!
“Second Miss, I searched everywhere upstairs. There was indeed no sign of anyone…”
Upon hearing this, Ye Tinglan’s face grew colder. But this coldness was clearly directed at Feng Yiyi now!
Feng Yiyi’s eyelids twitched.
“Outside? The roof? He knows martial arts. Did you really look closely?!”
“This…”
Unexpectedly, the maid paused for a moment.
Thinking she had found a loophole, Feng Yiyi pounced forward.
“Your Highness, that scoundrel is skilled in martial arts. He might have found a hard-to-detect place to hide! In my humble opinion, you must personally investigate!”
The “scoundrel” she referred to was, of course, Song Qing’an.
As if by chance, these three words were like a taboo to Ye Tinglan.
A chilling aura filled the room. Before Feng Yiyi could finish speaking, Ye Tinglan had already stepped into the courtyard and leaped onto the roof of the embroidered pavilion.
His gaze swept across the empty expanse. There was no suspicious figure in sight.
Below, Feng Yiyi was still looking up expectantly.
“Your Highness, did you catch him?”
This shout, amplified, was incredibly loud.
Beside her, Feng Yinwan cupped her ear and said indifferently.
“From this distance, even if you shout with all your might, the Prince might not hear you. Perhaps, this Princess Consort can send you up?”
As she spoke, she flexed her wrist, her posture suggesting she was about to slap Feng Yiyi all the way up.
Feng Yiyi, pale with fright, instinctively covered her face and retreated.
As his robes rustled, Ye Tinglan landed steadily, his anger already greatly diminished.
“I have already looked. There is no suspicious person.”
He had been blinded by infatuation just moments ago, allowing himself to be led astray by this woman repeatedly.
Meeting Ye Tinglan’s intensely cold gaze, Feng Yiyi shivered and said with a pale face.
“How… How could there be no one?!”
Before her words had faded, the courtyard gate was gently pushed open. Song Qing’an entered, his steps faltering slightly at the sight of the scene.
Feng Yiyi spoke before he could.
“Song Qing’an?!”
What was going on? Why was he coming from outside the courtyard!
“Your subordinate greets Prince Mo.”
Ye Tinglan’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
“What are you doing here?”
Song Qing’an bowed respectfully. “For the past two days, Second Miss has instructed me to teach the Princess Consort swordplay. When the Princess Consort was dining just now, I returned to wait.”
The implication was that he had arrived much earlier!
The anger that had just subsided on Ye Tinglan’s face immediately surged back.
This look was enough to tear Feng Yinwan apart.
She dared to practice swordplay with Song Qing’an!
“You’re lying!”
Feng Yiyi suddenly shrieked and lunged forward.
“What do you mean, ‘returned to wait’? Yuan’er saw it. You were clearly dining together, sitting right next to each other!”
They had clearly eaten the same food!
How could…
Her eyes were fixed on Feng Yinwan and Song Qing’an, as if she could bore holes through them.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yinwan scoffed.
“Did your maid also see that this Princess Consort consumed the food you sent?”
Her thoughts exposed in an instant, Feng Yiyi’s face showed a flash of shock. Before she could respond, Feng Yinwan turned to her with a cold, pretty face.
“Are you also wondering why, after consuming that food, this Princess Consort is standing here unharmed, instead of… being in bed with Young Master Song?”
“Feng Yiyi, your methods are truly pathetic.”
Her gaze was glacial. With each word she spoke, Feng Yiyi’s face drained of all color.
“Eldest… Eldest Sister, what are you talking about? Yiyi doesn’t understand…”
“Don’t understand?”
Feng Yinwan’s lips curled into a cold smile. “Fine, then I’ll say something you will understand.”
“The Hailing incense on my person, and the ‘Mutual Acquaintance’ in the food, you were the one who put them there, weren’t you?”
“It was also you who drugged the white jade lotus root cake earlier, plotting to have Young Master Song and this Princess Consort… to make the Prince misunderstand, wasn’t it?”
The immense verbal shock hit Feng Yiyi like a thunderclap. Her head buzzed.
What was this vixen saying!
How did she… know everything!