The commotion had come too quickly, leaving Feng Yinwan no time to leave. Gritting her teeth, she darted behind the bed curtains.
"Sister Biyun."
"Miss's clothes are wet. I came back to get a change."
As Biyun spoke, she pushed the door open and entered the room. Feng Yinwan retreated further, pressing herself against the wall.
Everything had been put back in its place. Biyun went straight to the wardrobe upon entering, showing no suspicion.
Seeing this, Feng Yinwan relaxed, but before she could fully exhale, she noticed the broken latch beneath the wardrobe, and her nerves tensed again.
She had forgotten to hide the broken lock. It was right by Biyun's feet!
Fortunately, Biyun was solely focused on searching for clothes and didn't notice.
While Feng Yinwan silently prayed, Biyun moved away from the wardrobe. Just as she was about to sigh in relief, she saw Biyun hadn't left but was unhurriedly walking towards the vanity.
Glancing at the empty keyhole on the cosmetic box, Biyun let out a mocking laugh.
"Bitch, you always lock up that treasure every day, but you forgot this time!"
Bitch... Bitch?
Feng Yinwan was startled by the words. Biyun, meanwhile, had already reached for the box and pulled it out.
Her eyes scanned it, but she didn't find the ointment. Disappointed, she frowned and pocketed a hairpin.
"It's just a broken ointment, why guard it so tightly? Who wants it anyway!"
"You have good things and don't think of me. I've been working my heart out for you, spit!"
The last time she'd hit her head on the cabinet, leaving a very obvious scar on her forehead, Feng Yiyi hadn't offered a word of comfort. Now, having climbed into favor with the Fourth Prince, she lorded over her even more!
After a hateful glare, Biyun put the box back and left with the clothes.
From behind the bed curtains, Feng Yinwan's expression was thoughtful, her brows subtly raised.
Feng Yiyi was truly pathetic, even her own maid was plotting against her.
Still, watching dogs fight was always amusing.
She quickly stepped forward, picked up the broken lock, and then quietly slipped out.
Yu Ping, waiting outside, grew anxious when she hadn't appeared for a while. Just as she was about to go look for her, her shoulder was gently patted from behind.
Turning around to see Feng Yinwan, she immediately rushed forward.
"Miss, why did it take you so long? You scared me to death..."
Feng Yinwan patted her with a smile. "It's nothing. Biyun didn't find me."
Yu Ping nodded, then asked, "Did you find what you were looking for?"
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes falling slightly, "The item isn't here."
"Not here?"
Yu Ping's small eyebrows furrowed. Before she could ask further, Feng Yinwan spoke.
"Let's go, it's time for dinner."
Yu Ping became even more confused. The next moment, her arm was directly lifted by Feng Yinwan.
"Hey, Miss..."
By the time they reached the dining hall, Madam Yu and Feng Yiyi were already stuffing their faces.
Seeing her arrive, Madam Yu quickly put down her chopsticks and swallowed the meat in her mouth.
"Yinwan, you're finally here. We've been waiting for you for a long time. We sent someone to fetch you a few times earlier, but you didn't show up. Where... where were you?"
She was terrified this little bitch would cause trouble again.
Feng Yinwan slightly raised her eyelids, casting a half-smiling glance. "Madam Yu is truly thoughtful. You could have just kept quiet, but you chose to utter a few perfunctory words. I'm truly touched."
She scoffed coldly, her beautiful eyes turning frigid.
"If I hadn't seen the mountain of bones piled in your bowl, I would have actually believed your lies!"
Madam Yu was startled and looked down to realize her accompanying bowl and plate were uncovered. A trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face.
"No... it's not what you think..."
Feng Yinwan subtly rolled her eyes. "Forget it. It's just a simple meal; I don't wish to make an issue of it."
Madam Yu could hardly believe her ears.
Before she could question it, Feng Yinwan spoke coldly, "However, there is one matter I wish to ask Madam Yu about."
Madam Yu's heart skipped a beat.
She knew it wouldn't be that simple!
"What matter?"
Her gaze swept past Biyun, standing beside Feng Yiyi. Feng Yinwan's red lips curved slightly.
"Earlier, my elder brother entrusted someone to purchase a box of ointment for me at a high price. Upon my return, it had gone missing. Madam Yu, who manages the household affairs, has you seen it?"
As soon as she said this, Feng Yiyi's expression clearly stiffened.
Madam Yu, unaware, looked puzzled. "What ointment?"
Feng Yinwan curved her lips and said word by word.
"Ice Snow Jade Skin Cream."
Madam Yu frowned. "I haven't heard of that. Your embroidered building has been empty since you left, and no one has entered it."
Feng Yinwan took a sip of tea and blandly reminded her.
"Madam Yu, this box of ointment is worth a hundred gold."
One hundred gold was indeed a considerable sum in the General's Mansion.
More importantly, according to the laws of the Jing Dynasty, if caught red-handed, the culprit could be directly sent to the authorities!
Madam Yu's expression immediately became solemn, and she let out a dry, hollow laugh.
"What Yuan'er gave you is naturally excellent. However, it's just a box of medicinal cream for the face. None of the servants have any injuries on their faces, so why would they take your ointment?"
Before she finished speaking, Biyun's body froze first.
Her face turned deathly pale, and she subconsciously raised her hand to touch her forehead.
Though it was covered with thick makeup, the scar was too deep to conceal!
A chill ran down her spine, and when she looked up, she met Feng Yinwan's cold, beautiful eyes.
"Madam Yu, you do make a joke. Doesn't Biyun have a scar on her face?"
This scar had been inflicted with Feng Yinwan's consent.
In an instant, Biyun's face turned ashen, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Without giving her a chance to speak, Feng Yinwan's red lips curled.
"There's a thief in the General's Mansion. I demand a thorough search. Is that unreasonable?"
Madam Yu was not concerned with Biyun's abnormality, only feeling that Feng Yinwan was making a fuss over nothing.
This little bitch was going to such lengths for a box of ointment!
"Yinwan..."
"Very well, since Madam Yu has agreed, let's start by searching Biyun, whom I suspect the most."
"Yu Ping, go outside and call the guards in."
Madam Yu: ???
When did she agree!
Yu Ping understood and immediately stepped outside.
Seeing this, Biyun cried out in panic, "Wang... Wangfei!"
She had come in a hurry and had secretly hidden Feng Yiyi's hairpin in her sleeve. If she were searched, it would be a dead end!
Death was inevitable anyway. Biyun's eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth, making a desperate decision.
"Wangfei, I know where your ointment is!"
Rather than offending Feng Yiyi and being framed by her, it was better to offend Feng Yiyi directly!
Feng Yinwan's beautiful eyes flickered almost imperceptibly. Before she could speak, Feng Yiyi suddenly stood up, shouting.
"Biyun, what nonsense are you spouting!"
Biyun knew about her stealing the Ice Snow Jade Skin Cream.
Feng Yiyi stared fiercely at Biyun, afraid that a slip of her tongue might reveal something it shouldn't.
Unexpectedly, Biyun's eyes darted away, and she stiffened her neck, stating.
"Second Miss, since it has come to this, just admit it. You stole the Ice Snow Jade Skin Cream!"
Feng Yiyi looked as if she had seen a ghost.
In a fit of rage, she instantly swore.
"You're talking out of your ass!"
"You ungrateful, treacherous wretch, I'll beat you to death!"
She grabbed the teacup beside her, ready to throw it. However, before she could raise her hand, a cold blade was directly held before her.
Feng Yinwan's voice was as cold as frost.
"Feng Yiyi, what do you think you're doing."