When she left the prince's manor, she set fire to the Run Yu Pavilion.
If Ye Tinglan were smart, he would have announced to the public that she had perished in the fire. This would not only sever ties with the Feng family but also clear the path for his marriage to Yun Shu.
Yet, he did not do so.
While outwardly dispatching people to search for her, he secretly ordered his hidden guards to assassonate her. Those who didn't know would think he was deeply in love, but in reality, it was merely to eliminate her completely and remove any future trouble!
He was even more ruthless than she had imagined.
"This prince said she is this prince's princess consort."
Feng Yin Wan coldly curled her lips, "I also said she is not."
"You!"
Feng Yin Wan glanced at him and turned away. "Your Highness's old injury has relapsed, and you should not move carelessly. Today, please rest well in your room."
She strode out, showing no intention of releasing his acupoint.
Seeing this, Ye Tinglan's handsome face turned cold. "Jiang Wan, you are presumptuous!"
A shadow of gloom crossed his face, and he prepared to use his internal energy to force out the silver needles.
Sensing his intention, Feng Yin Wan paused her steps and said indifferently.
"Your Highness should not waste your effort. To force out all sixteen silver needles, at least half of your meridians will be destroyed."
On this matter, she had indeed left no room for maneuver.
It was on the mountain, and the midday sun in the courtyard was strong, warming the body.
Feng Yin Wan leaned against a haystack, her bamboo hat obscuring most of her face. When Feng Wu Xi found her, he saw only the shimmering red lips bathed in the interplay of light and shadow.
"Finally, you've arrived."
She hadn't disappointed him.
Feng Wu Xi frowned, stepped forward, and snatched her hat away.
"We agreed you would stay peacefully at the Immortal Medicine Sect for three days. Why have you come here instead?"
Seeing her relaxed demeanor, not a hint of the expected anxiety.
So, he was the only one in a hurry?
The sudden intense light made Feng Yin Wan squint. She raised her hand to brush aside the stray hair from her forehead and snatched her bamboo hat back from him.
"I would like to, but someone won't allow it."
News of Feng Yin Wan's disappearance had already spread throughout the Immortal Medicine Sect. The old man had also been ordering his disciples to search extensively for the past two days. The reason Feng Wu Xi was able to find her here before anyone else was entirely due to the markers Feng Yin Wan had secretly left along the way.
"What about those men in black?"
They didn't seem like the type to kindly let her stay here.
Feng Yin Wan rotated her wrist and shook her head. "Lost them."
Feng Wu Xi scoffed at her. "Impressive."
He glanced inside, then back at her. "Is there still someone inside?"
The hunter had gone up the mountain, and his wife had taken their children to the stream at the foot of the mountain to wash clothes. Feng Yin Wan glanced inside the house and said hesitantly.
"Hmm... not really."
When she entered, she discovered that Ye Tinglan had already forced out half of the sixteen silver needles. He hadn't had the time or opportunity to remove the other half.
Because Feng Yin Wan had left medicine in the room, it had taken effect a quarter of an hour ago, and he was probably sleeping more soundly than a pig right now.
Seeing the remaining eight needles, Feng Wu Xi knew what she had done. His eyebrows rose, and he looked at her with a smile of approval.
"You were quite ruthless."
After praising her, he turned to Ye Tinglan and tutted.
"Your ex-husband was also quite ruthless."
Even though only half had been forced out, his internal energy loss was still considerable. Some of the wounds on his body had started to bleed again, and a trace of crimson could be seen at the corner of his lips.
Feng Yin Wan glanced at him, took out the needles, and placed two silver ingots on the table.
"Let's go."
The effect of the medicine was limited. Ye Tinglan would wake up by evening at the latest, but given his current condition, he would likely not be able to leave until tomorrow.
These two silver ingots were for the hunter's family.
She said this and strode out. Feng Wu Xi glanced at her with a playful smile but didn't move.
"Just leaving like this?"
Feng Yin Wan raised her eyebrows. "What else? Do you want to stay and keep him company?"
She gently placed her slender fingers on her chin and then nodded as if in agreement.
"It's not impossible, after all, you still have a deal with him."
Feng Wu Xi's lips twitched slightly. She wasn't going to let this matter go...
The Ling Jiang Grass had been obtained, and the trail of the men in black had been investigated. Feng Yin Wan had no intention of returning to the Immortal Medicine Sect.
Feng Yue Li's condition could not be delayed. After descending the mountain, they headed straight for Yuzhou, preparing to ride swift horses from the inn back to Wu Xi Pavilion.
Upon arrival, Feng Wu Xi asked her to wait at the inn and then left alone, using his Qinggong.
When he returned, he was accompanied by someone.
The man had a delicate and scholarly appearance, but as soon as he approached, a hidden but unique scent emanated from him.
Feng Yin Wan's thoughts momentarily paused, and she looked up.
That was the scent of a Gu master.
Feng Wu Xi glanced at her and said nothing more.
"Let's go."
The servant had already prepared swift horses. As they went to the stable, a troop of horsemen passed by the front of the inn.
The woman leading the group wore a tea-white tight-fitting outfit, her expression cold, a stark contrast to her usual gentle and harmless demeanor. It was Yun Shu.
Feng Yin Wan froze for a moment and instinctively turned her face away, but she unexpectedly caught a glimpse of darkness in the Gu master's eyes.
Her heart tightened. By the time she regained her senses, the horse troop had already passed. Judging by their direction, they were heading the way they had come.