She finished speaking and went straight to the carriage. Seeing this, Feng Yiyi frowned and was about to chase after her when she was stopped by a guard on the side.
"Hurry up and get out of the way. I'm with your Princess Consort!"
The guard, with a stern and expressionless face, didn't even glance at her.
"This is the Prince's carriage. All unauthorized personnel must withdraw."
"Hey..."
Feng Yiyi wanted to say something more, but she was pushed aside by the guard. She could only grit her teeth in frustration and retreat to the side.
Ye Tinglan's carriage was spacious and luxurious, a hundred times more comfortable than the shabby carriage she had ridden in before.
Glancing at the fruits and pastries on the small table, Feng Yinwan secretly tutted and directly picked up a piece, stuffing it into her mouth.
The scoundrel certainly knew how to enjoy himself.
When Ye Tinglan lifted the curtain and entered, he saw her with her eyes half-closed, nestled on the soft couch, her lily-like fingers holding a grape, her small face full of satisfaction and ease.
His eyelashes lowered, and his thin lips curved.
"You're quite comfortable."
Feng Yinwan was indeed very comfortable.
The soft couch was made of fine huangli wood, inlaid with a layer of fine white jade on the surface. It was warm to the touch, yet cool and breathable. Even the cushion on top was made of cloud brocade.
It was hard not to love it.
Pursing her lips, she reluctantly got up under his cool gaze.
On the cushion, where she had just sat, there were still traces of warmth. Ye Tinglan lifted his robe and sat down, a pleasant faint fragrance filling his nostrils.
"What's going on with that person outside?"
Knowing he was referring to Feng Yiyi, Feng Yinwan pursed her lips and spoke neither warmly nor coldly.
"Madam Yu sent her over specially this morning, saying she wanted to accompany us to the palace. What are the Prince's intentions?"
Feng Yiyi had deliberately dressed up from head to toe today and was quite presentable. Ye Tinglan must have encountered her when he left.
Seeing her looking at him with an unfathomable expression, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in her eyes, Ye Tinglan frowned.
"Why are you asking me? If you were willing to take her, why would you leave her outside?"
He really didn't have a good impression of Feng Yiyi, his concubine sister.
Her intentions exposed, Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows. Before she could speak, Ye Tinglan had already ordered outside.
"Drive."
The carriage started with a sound. Feng Yinwan's beautiful eyes turned, and she heard a scream from outside.
"Hey! What are you doing? I haven't gotten on yet!"
She lifted the curtain and saw Feng Yiyi chasing after the carriage, running with a worried look on her face.
Seeing her, her face lit up with joy. "Eldest Sister, quickly ask him to stop the carriage!"
Feng Yinwan glanced at her indifferently. "This Princess Consort just said that this carriage belongs to the Prince. If the Prince doesn't want you to board, I can't do anything about it."
She looked at the long street ahead and then hooked her lips.
"There's still some time before we reach the palace. Time waits for no one, Sister. You'll have to hurry."
With that, she pulled her hand back and let down the curtain. Feng Yiyi cried out anxiously, but the carriage sped forward like an arrow released from a bow.
Not expecting her to really not take her, Feng Yiyi stared fixedly at the receding carriage, her face turning greener than a bitter gourd.
Bitch!
This damned bitch!
Ye Tinglan's soft couch was too comfortable. Just sitting on it made Feng Yinwan a little drowsy.
As she was drifting off, the carriage swayed and stopped steadily.
"Your Highness, we've arrived."
Qi Xuan's respectful voice came from outside. Ye Tinglan responded and was about to get up when the slender figure beside him was already swaying and about to fall.
His brow furrowed, and he reached out to grab her.
"Ah—"
The sudden feeling of weightlessness jolted Feng Yinwan awake. She opened her eyes and met Ye Tinglan's rather disgusted gaze.
"You can fall asleep even in a carriage, Feng Yinwan, are you a pig?"
Feng Yinwan:?
"Has Your Highness never heard that pregnant women are prone to sleepiness!"
She crossed her arms righteously, then remembered, oh, she was faking her pregnancy.
Ye Tinglan threw her back onto the couch, his eyes cast down, and sneered at her coldly.
"Whether pregnant women are prone to sleepiness, I don't know, but you're clearly sleeping more soundly than a pregnant woman."
Feng Yinwan was unconvinced and was about to retort when she saw her own drool fall from the corner of her mouth with a "plop."
Her pretty face immediately turned red.
"Aren't we here? My bones are all soft after sitting for so long. This concubine will get out and stretch first."
Ye Tinglan raised an eyebrow and watched the figure flee in embarrassment. The coldness in his eyes softened a little.
The distance from Prince Mo's mansion to the palace was not short at all. Feng Yiyi, relying on her own two legs, naturally couldn't keep up with them.
Just as Feng Yinwan was stretching her back, Ye Tingyun had already gotten out of the carriage behind them, along with Qin Rulian, who was at the very back.
"At this hour, my aunt and the others must already be in the Empress Dowager's palace. Tingyun, let's go to Shou Kang Palace together."
Ye Tingyun didn't suspect anything and immediately nodded at the suggestion. "Okay!"
As the two approached, Ye Tinglan had already gotten out of the carriage.
"Third Brother, let's go to Shou Kang Palace to see our Imperial Grandmother together!"
"Yes, Brother Tinglan. The Emperor values the Empress Dowager's return to the palace so much. I'm sure he's already gone over."
These two were like selective blind people, looking at Ye Tinglan with earnestness, while completely ignoring Feng Yinwan beside him.
Feng Yinwan secretly rolled her eyes.
As if she cared about being with them!
She deliberately fell half a step behind, but Ye Tinglan turned his head and said, "Let's go."
Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows, flattered, and immediately nodded under the envious gaze of the "white lotus."
When the group arrived at Shou Kang Palace, the Empress had already brought all the palace consorts to pay their respects. Consort Rong and Ye Ziyun were also among them.
Seeing them arrive, the Empress Dowager's face lit up with joy, and she immediately beckoned Ye Tingyun forward.
"Yun'er, has your body recovered better these past two days?"
Although he was very reluctant to admit it, Ye Tingyun still nodded with a dejected face.
"Thank you, Imperial Grandmother, for your concern. This grandson's health has indeed improved."
However, this was far from the spiritual torment he had suffered!
The Empress Dowager nodded with satisfaction. "That's good. It seems the Princess Consort of Prince Mo took good care of you, and her medical skills are truly effective."
After praising her, she saw Feng Yinwan below and, as if remembering something, immediately beckoned.
"Quickly, have someone bring a seat."
Servants quickly brought two chairs. Feng Yinwan and Ye Tinglan sat side by side. Qin Rulian's eyes flashed with jealousy at this, and she bit her lip before retreating to the Empress's side.
Feng Yinwan firmly believed that where there were many women, there were many troubles.
The people in the hall, each with their own thoughts, engaged in a round of idle chatter and exchanges, which was like killing without drawing blood. She listened quietly from the side, her eyebrows no longer wanting to curl upwards.
Rarely seeing her so quiet, Ye Tinglan, while sipping tea, cast a sidelong glance.
"You're quite well-behaved now."
Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows and was about to retort when a palace maid brought pastries to her.
Pursing her lips, she casually picked up a pastry and put it into her mouth. However, after just one bite, she immediately spat it out.
Ye Tinglan's brow furrowed. "What's wrong?"
The Empress Dowager, who was already concerned about Feng Yinwan, heard the sound and immediately looked over.
"What's wrong?"
This question, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, instantly drew dozens of gazes from across the hall.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Feng Yinwan's hand holding the pastry tightened, and a hint of coldness flickered in her eyes.
"This pastry has hawthorn in it."
Hawthorn has the effect of activating blood and removing stasis. She was a "pregnant woman" and absolutely could not consume such a thing.