"What are you talking about?" Feng Yinwan was confused.
"When did this happen? Young Master Song was still with us this morning."
"This is too sudden."
Ye Tinglan's handsome face darkened at her words, his displeasure growing. "Military matters are urgent and cannot be delayed."
That damned woman, daring to think of someone else!
Feng Yinwan, not suspecting anything, instinctively retorted, "Then why didn't Your Highness go?"
Ye Tinglan, a God of War, had a much greater reputation than Song Qingan.
Ye Tinglan's face turned even darker.
"Feng Yinwan, are you questioning this king?"
The inexplicable chill in his voice was somewhat frightening.
Feng Yinwan was startled. Before she could respond, her shoulders were forcefully grabbed.
"It's already magnanimous of me not to have pursued your dealings with Song Qingan. Feng Yinwan, don't presume too much on my indulgence and lose all sense of proportion!"
This woman dared to secretly learn swordsmanship from Song Qingan, and even dine with him... even if it was a scheme, it was unacceptable!
The topic suddenly shifted back to her, leaving Feng Yinwan a bit bewildered.
"What is Your Highness talking about? When did I lose all sense of proportion?"
Ye Tinglan's thin lips pressed into a cold line, his voice still chilling. "In short, Song Qingan has already gone to the border. You need not harbor any further foolish thoughts."
Only then did Feng Yinwan understand.
So, he was the one who deliberately sent Song Qingan away.
"Your Highness already knows, doesn't he? My cooperating with Young Master Song was just a ploy to expose Feng Yiyi's true colors. Why must Your Highness be like this!"
So childish!
To Ye Tinglan, these words sounded like she was questioning him on behalf of Song Qingan, and his face immediately flushed with anger.
"Presumptuous!"
"The war on the front lines is critical. Sending Song Qingan there is a major military strategy, how can you interfere so casually!"
His anger fueled his words, adding a chill to his tone.
Feng Yinwan's face immediately turned cold as well.
These words, just like the previous day's "You don't deserve to use this sword," made her furious.
"Your Highness is right. As a mere woman, I naturally wouldn't understand military affairs. I'll pretend I never said anything."
After speaking, she intended to leave for the General's Mansion with Yuping. However, as soon as she took a step, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"When did I permit you to leave!"
Feng Yinwan was growing weary.
"Is Your Highness always so amusing? If you dislike me so much, why do you keep coming here to pick a fight!"
"We are merely cooperating. Where I want to go, who I want to associate with, what business is it of yours!"
As if a basin of cold water had been doused over him, Ye Tinglan's anger instantly froze into ice.
The two faced each other in silence, the surroundings seeming to freeze.
After a long while, the grip on her wrist loosened. Ye Tinglan's deep voice was almost icy.
"A fine 'cooperation'! Then I shall grant your wish and let you stay at the General's Mansion, never to return."
With that, he flicked his sleeve and departed. A note silently fluttered from his sleeve, landing directly before Feng Yinwan.
[Today's events are my fault. Circumstances were urgent and I could not explain. I beg Your Highness to visit my residence tomorrow.]
The handwriting on the note was not particularly beautiful, but it was neat and elegant. It was clearly not hers.
Feng Yinwan was slightly taken aback.
This note must have been sent by Feng Yiyi's orders. No wonder Ye Tinglan had come to her door for no apparent reason.
Yuping also hesitated, "Miss..."
Feng Yinwan waved her hand, picking up the note. "No need to say more."
While Ye Tinglan was present, Yu Shi dared not act rashly. Now, seeing her return alone, she immediately rushed forward in a frenzy, wielding a wooden stick.
Feng Yinwan, preoccupied with other matters, was caught off guard as the woman charged at her.
"Go to hell, you little slut!"
"Miss, be careful!"
Yuping was rushing forward when Yu Shi suddenly twisted her arm, aiming the sharp wooden stick at her and swinging it down fiercely.
The attack was sudden and unexpected. Feng Yinwan's expression changed, and she instinctively dodged sideways to shield Yuping.
"Miss!"
The blow landed heavily on Feng Yinwan's waist, and her abdomen also took a significant impact.
Yu Shi clearly hadn't expected to succeed. A flicker of mad triumph flashed in her eyes, and she immediately swung her arms again.
To kill this slut and the bastard child in her womb, and avenge Yiyi!
However, before the wooden stick could fall, a solid kick landed on her lower abdomen. She was sent flying backward, crashing heavily against a rockery behind her, immediately spitting up a mouthful of blood.
"Ugh..."
Yuping was only concerned about Feng Yinwan.
"Miss, your waist..."
The blow just now was not light. After delivering the kick, Feng Yinwan's face immediately turned a little pale.
"Help me back."
"Yes."
Worried, Yuping quickly helped Feng Yinwan away. However, Yu Shi, who had appeared to be unconscious, quietly opened her eyes, a sinister smile appearing on her lips.
The first three months of pregnancy were the most unstable. After taking a blow to the stomach, this slut's child was bound to miscarry!
Upon returning to the embroidery building, Feng Yinwan felt a faint pulling pain in her lower abdomen, but this discomfort was quickly soothed by the medication from her bracelet.
Feng Yinwan was surprised that the woman was alive again, when Yuping quickly approached with a cup of hot tea.
"Miss, please have some."
Feng Yinwan nodded and obediently took the cup.
She removed her outer robe, revealing a patch of bruising on her waist where she had been struck. Yuping's eyes reddened as she looked at it.
"Miss, why did you shield me? I'm tough, one blow won't do me any harm."
She hated that her delicate Miss had to endure this.
Feng Yinwan chuckled and poked Yuping's cheek. "Why are you crying? It will heal quickly after applying the medicine."
If she hadn't been distracted by the matter of the note, Yu Shi would not have succeeded so easily.
The thought of Ye Tinglan's cold, terrifying gaze brought another wave of annoyance to her heart.
Feng Yinwan shook her head and decided to take out the box of Hailiang Incense to study it.
Earlier, when Ye Tinglan was present, she had deliberately put it away, fearing he might see something amiss.
Hailiang Incense was indeed a specialty of the Western Regions, but with so many vassal states in the Western Regions, it was still uncertain if it belonged to Yue Country.
Furthermore, this item was extremely rare. If it truly belonged to her mother, then what exactly was her mother's identity?
Most importantly.
When she had previously used the Ice Snow Jade Muscle Cream to thoroughly investigate the General's Mansion, she had not found any trace of Hailiang Incense in Yilan Courtyard. Based on the timeline, Feng Yiyi had already obtained it when Song Qingan first entered the mansion.
So, where had she hidden this item?
She would have to make a trip to Jingzhao Prefecture.
Having made up her mind, she was about to get up, but Yuping quickly held her down.
"Ah... Miss, the ointment has just been applied. Please don't move!"
Feng Yinwan frowned, looking at her waist, and pursed her lips.
In her current state, it was indeed inconvenient to go out.
"Then wait a moment."
...
Mo Prince's Mansion.
Hearing that his Prince had gone to the General's Mansion early in the morning, Qi Xuan thought that everything was now stable and quickly had people tear down the seals on the door of Lanqing Courtyard again.
He had thought that while he might not receive praise, he would at least not be reprimanded this time. However, he looked up and saw his Prince returning with a dark, stern face, his dark eyes filled with unresolvable fury.
Qi Xuan trembled, and his hand holding the seal instinctively tucked itself behind his back.
The situation seemed... not good.