The paper was fine Sheng Yun Xuan.
The ink was imperial pine soot ink.
As for the calligraphy…
Ye Tingyun had been personally tutored by a First-Rank Grand Tutor from the Imperial Study since the age of three. Her characters were delicate, neat, and possessed a dignified grace that earned universal praise: beautiful.
Feng Yinwan nodded slightly, increasingly satisfied with the sutra scroll in her hands.
Even Ye Tingyun, usually slow to notice things, could tell something was amiss. His eyelids twitched, and a sense of foreboding washed over him.
“You… what do you want to do!”
Feng Yinwan raised an eyebrow.
What did she want to do?
Naturally, to claim it as her own!
“Prince Yun suffers from a heart condition. Emotional agitation is strictly forbidden when treating it. Therefore, copying scriptures is indeed beneficial for his health.”
Ye Tingyun listened tensely and felt her words were utterly pointless.
“What exactly do you want? This sutra is…”
“This sutra is mine now.”
Feng Yinwan’s lips curled into a smile as she smoothly finished his sentence.
This woman was indeed coveting his sutra!
Ye Tingyun stiffened and leaped up from the ground.
“No!”
This was a task his third brother had assigned him, and it had to be submitted!
“No?”
Feng Yinwan narrowed her beautiful eyes, and the silver needles in her hand increased from one to three.
Ye Tingyun’s body froze, and he stopped his advance dead in its tracks.
“This… this sutra isn’t finished yet, it’s useless to take it!”
This statement did remind Feng Yinwan. She flipped back a couple of pages and indeed found an unfinished section. She nodded immediately.
“Then hurry up and finish copying it. Once it’s done, this Princess will take it all.”
Ye Tingyun: ???
Despite his reluctance, the sutra was indeed taken by Feng Yinwan through coercion and temptation the moment it was completed.
Two days of effort turned into smoke, and Ye Tingyun’s heart shattered into a million pieces.
That damned woman!
That poisonous shrew!
Do you know how long I spent copying this sutra? No, you don’t! (Tears streaming down his face)
Although Feng Yinwan’s principle was to get something for free if possible, she did feel a bit guilty about taking Ye Tingyun’s entire sutra.
Therefore, she decisively prescribed two more doses of medicinal soup for Ye Tingyun.
One was for nourishing the body, and the other was for boosting energy.
The common point was that both were extremely bitter!
After drinking them for two consecutive days, Ye Tingyun’s face was ashen. When he saw her again, he almost wished he could fight her to the death.
“Has Prince Yun been copying scriptures these past two days?”
After returning, Feng Yinwan thought carefully. If she could burn a sutra for the departed mother on the anniversary, it would be even more perfect.
It was better that she didn’t mention it. The moment she did, Ye Tingyun’s eyes flared with anger.
“If you hadn’t snatched my sutra, I wouldn’t have had to re-copy it!”
What was infuriating was that when he complained to his third brother, his brother had merely dismissively said it was nothing.
Nothing???
His hands were very much something!
Glancing at the red calluses on his fingers, Feng Yinwan coughed and decided to postpone the matter of the sutra for later.
Today was the palace banquet, and as per Ye Tinglan’s instructions, she had to attend.
The carriage was already waiting at the mansion gate. Thus, Feng Yinwan offered Ye Tingyun a perfunctory consolation and immediately stepped out.
Unexpectedly, as she exited the mansion gate, two figures converged on her.
“Yinwan, we’ve finally found you!”
Madam Yu, holding Feng Yiyi’s hand, smiled at her with evident eagerness.
Seeing her look over, Feng Yiyi also softly and obediently called out, “Eldest Sister.”
Feng Yinwan raised an eyebrow, calmly looking at the two of them, her pretty face still holding a chill.
“Madam Yu, what is the meaning of this performance?”
They had come looking for her at the Prince’s mansion.
Madam Yu gave a sheepish smile and didn’t beat around the bush. “Yinwan, I heard there’s a banquet being held in the palace today. Do you know about it?”
So that’s why they were here.
Feng Yinwan curled her lips and nodded indifferently, “I know, what’s wrong?”
Upon hearing this, Madam Yu’s face lit up, and she pulled Feng Yiyi forward a bit more.
“Your father is not at home, and it’s inconvenient for your sister to attend the banquet alone. I think, why don’t you let her accompany you!”
“It would be good for you sisters to look out for each other, wouldn’t it, Yiyi!”
Feng Yiyi, understanding, immediately linked arms with her affectionately.
“Yes, Eldest Sister. Qin Rulian doesn’t like you. If she causes any trouble for you, you’ll be in a bad situation again.”
“I’m quick-witted and can help you guard against things if I stay by your side!”
Her words were filled with smugness, and coupled with her meticulously applied makeup, she perfectly embodied the phrase “a petty person gaining temporary success.”
Feng Yinwan glanced at her and sneered, withdrawing her hand.
“I’d be grateful if you didn’t plot against me in secret.”
She still had the nerve to talk about others!
Her hand now empty, Feng Yiyi’s brows furrowed, and her mouth pouted in displeasure.
Just as Madam Yu was about to speak, a figure flashed out from the mansion.
From a distance, Qin Rulian had noticed the commotion and approached. Taking in the scene, she immediately understood the nature of Madam Yu and Feng Yiyi.
Her eyes flashed subtly, and she deliberately stopped. She then gracefully curtsied to Feng Yinwan.
“Rulian greets the Princess.”
She spoke politely, but her eyes darted between Madam Yu and Feng Yiyi, clearly up to no good.
Feng Yinwan glanced at her indifferently, her expression equally unfriendly.
“Miss Qin is unusually well-mannered today.”
Qin Rulian’s expression remained unchanged, and she looked at Madam Yu and Feng Yiyi with a smile.
“Is this the General’s wife and the Second Miss Feng?”
General Feng had only one wife, the original host’s mother. Although Madam Yu could be addressed as ‘Madam,’ in terms of status, she was merely a concubine and far from qualifying for the title of “General’s wife.”
This little white lotus had been trained by the Empress and would know this.
Feng Yinwan’s lips curled into a cold smile.
“I just praised you for being polite, and now you’re calling a concubine ‘General’s wife.’ Aren’t you afraid my mother’s coffin lid will pop open?”
In ancient times, people were quite fearful of the supernatural.
Qin Rulian’s face stiffened. “The Princess’s lesson is well taken. It was Rulian’s oversight.”
Gritting her teeth, she looked at Madam Yu, who was standing nervously and daring not to speak.
“Madam Yu, bringing the Second Miss here today, you must have known the Princess is pregnant, and specifically wanted the Second Miss to accompany her to take care of her, right?”
“Rulian truly envies the Princess for having a sister to keep her company.”
She sighed as if in sympathy, but Madam Yu and Feng Yiyi’s eyes widened.
This bitch Feng Yinwan is pregnant?!
After a mere moment of stunned silence, Madam Yu immediately seized the opportunity. “Yes, Yinwan, you should be especially careful now that you’re pregnant. Besides, haven’t past matters been settled? Why should we, as a family, be strangers to each other!”
“It’s settled then. Yiyi will accompany you to the palace today. I have matters to attend to at home, so I’ll be leaving now.”
She said this, secretly gave Feng Yiyi a look, and then quickly made her escape.
Her objective achieved, Qin Rulian’s lips curved upwards, and she also curtsied and stepped back.
Feng Yinwan let out a cold scoff. Just as she was about to step forward, Feng Yiyi tightly pressed close.
“Eldest Sister, let me help you!”
She was eager to make a good impression, but before her fingertips could even touch Feng Yinwan’s sleeve, she was subtly brushed away by Feng Yinwan.
“I didn’t say I was taking you to the palace. This Princess will be sharing a carriage with the Prince. I advise you, it’s best not to follow.”