Feng Wuxi shrugged, making way, but as Ye Tinglan pushed the door open, he spoke again in a low voice.
"The Wangfei's pregnancy has been disturbed today, and she is currently very weak. Even if the Wangye is eager to take her away, he still needs to show some consideration."
He tossed this remark lightly and left. Hearing this, Ye Tinglan's brows tightened again. His handsome face turned somber for a few moments before he pushed the door open and entered.
As Feng Wuxi had said, the person on the bed had her eyes tightly shut, her small face so pale it lacked any trace of color.
He recalled their first meeting today when she was so lively, even cunningly plotting against him. He hadn't expected her to be in such a state after only a few hours.
Ye Tinglan gazed at her steadily, his heart feeling as though it were being clutched, causing waves of pain.
His gaze silently shifted to her abdomen, then fixed there again.
That day in the wilderness, when he had pulled her out from under the tree, he had already sensed something. Now, Feng Wuxi mentioned her disturbed pregnancy... was it due to the confrontation with him today?
The large hand at his side tightened for a moment. Ye Tinglan stood quietly by the bedside, for a time, he almost dared not approach.
The look she had given him today was so cold and resolute, he had even seen a trace of disgust in it. To break free from her restraints, she had even gone so far as to harm herself. Forcing her back to the capital like this, she would only hate him more...
Just one step away, Feng Yinwan had no idea his inner thoughts were so complex.
That gaze, with a chilling edge, swept over her repeatedly. Yet, this man stood there without a word. Being stared at so intently, she felt a prickle of unease.
What was even more unbearable was that she couldn't show any of it.
Feng Yinwan felt that this was even more agonizing than killing her!
After a long pause, the figure by the bedside finally withdrew. The moment the room door was closed, Feng Yinwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the fine sweat on her forehead dared to appear.
She quietly wiped it away, but there was no longer any sound from outside. Feng Yinwan's movements froze, and she immediately threw off the covers and sat up.
That scoundrel... just left like that?
Although she couldn't understand it, Feng Wuxi's method seemed to have worked.
She remained in the room until dark, when Feng Wuxi finally arrived, albeit a little late.
He placed the food box in his hand on the table, looking at her with half a triumphant air.
"How was it? I told you, this method would definitely work."
She hadn't eaten breakfast, nor had she had a chance to eat lunch. Feng Yinwan was now so hungry she could eat a cow.
She paid no attention to what he was saying and raised her hand to lift the lid of the food box.
Feng Wuxi watched her devour the food and frowned in distaste.
"Are you that hungry?"
"You try it!"
She replied vaguely with puffed cheeks. Feng Wuxi pursed his lips and spoke slowly.
"Just pretend for these few days. Don't think about anything else."
Feng Yinwan thought that this wouldn't do. Pretending to be sick couldn't be a permanent solution, and she still had plans for Yue Country.
But glancing at Feng Wuxi, she wisely kept her thoughts to herself.
"Is he still at the estate?"
This question was directed at Ye Tinglan.
He had stood by her bedside for a while in the afternoon and then left. She wondered if he had changed his mind. If he had already left...
Feng Wuxi nodded, cutting off her thoughts with a single sentence.
"Yes, the Cold Armored Iron Cavalry is also here."
"..."
Feng Yinwan felt as though her question had been a complete waste.
Seeing that she had fallen silent, Feng Wuxi raised his eyebrows and looked at her again.
"No rush. We still have a few days to stay. If you change your mind, there's still time."
Feng Yinwan thought: You're dead!
Feng Yinwan continued her charade of illness all the way, and "with great difficulty" woke up the next day.
As soon as she opened her eyes, a shadowy figure appeared by her bedside. Looking at the face, ah, it was indeed Ye Tinglan.
Wait...
Her thoughts instantly cleared. Feng Yinwan's body stiffened, and she almost broke character from fright.
"Why are you here...!"
She clutched the corner of the quilt, her eyes defensive. Ye Tinglan's gaze darkened at this, and he said in a deep voice.
"This Wangye will be staying in Jinzhou for a few more days. You take care of yourself, and then we will return to the capital together."
So, he still intended to take her back.
Feng Yinwan's pretty face fell, and her expression immediately turned cold.
"I told you, I'm not going back. Wangye is busy with many affairs, and there's no need to waste effort staying here."
A few days' time would be enough for her to plan again and escape from here.
Hearing this, Ye Tinglan's expression slightly darkened, but he didn't yell at her.
"Don't be difficult. This Wangye is seriously discussing this matter with you."
Feng Yinwan thought, I am being serious, which eye of yours sees that I'm not serious?
She pouted her lips, but before she could speak, the room door was already knocked on by Feng Wuxi.
Looking up, he was leaning halfway against the doorframe, smiling rather cheekily.
"My lords, we have visitors."
Ye Tinglan had not returned to the military camp since leaving yesterday. Qi Xuan, worried, had brought people to search for him this morning.
Yu Ping had heard that she was here and insisted on following.
Their arrival was reasonable, but... what about Li Chengyan?
"Miss!"
Feng, aka Sherlock Holmes, Yinwan was observing the subtle atmosphere between the three when Yu Ping, that lass, hurried forward.
"Miss, you really are here. I... I thought..."
Before she could say more than a few words, tears began to fall, plop, plop. Feng Yinwan looked at her with distress and quickly reached out to wipe them.
"There, there. It's a joyous occasion to see each other. Don't cry."
Before her words could finish, a rather sharp female voice rang out from the other side.
"Don't talk about others, look at yourself first!"