This sentence was directed at Song Qing'an.
Qi Xuan lowered his eyebrows even further. "Your subordinate has already dispatched people to intercept them."
Song Qing'an was unaware of the military affairs. Given his feelings for Feng Yinwan, he would surely disregard any attempts to stop him and take her to Yuzhou.
The dark eyes hidden behind the mask deepened.
"If this matter is not handled properly, you need not return to see this prince."
"Yes!"
...
When Feng Yinwan woke up, her neck did not hurt as much as she had expected. Yu Ping, looking anxious, was guarding her bedside. Seeing her awaken, she immediately stepped forward.
"Miss, you are awake?"
Her consciousness cleared instantly, and anger surged from the depths of her heart.
That scoundrel Ye Tinglan had actually knocked her unconscious. His true nature as a dog man remained!
Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she made to get up, but Yu Ping pressed her down first.
"Miss, you suddenly fainted this morning. The imperial physician said you have been overexerting yourself mentally lately and advised you to take care of yourself and rest well... You've only just woken up, so please don't rush about."
Knowing that Feng Yinwan had been exhausted by the Feng family's affairs, Yu Ping spoke even more softly, lowering her eyes, but her hands stubbornly held Feng Yinwan's shoulder.
However, Feng Yinwan was taken aback by this statement and then her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"Is that what the imperial physician said?"
When had she "suddenly" fainted? Hmm?
Yu Ping nodded, not suspecting a thing. "Yes, after you fought with Qi Xuan this morning and broke free, I followed you out of concern and heard Qi Xuan say you had fainted in the front courtyard. I was so frightened that I immediately called for the imperial physician."
As she spoke, a look of lingering fear crossed her small face. Her expression turned serious, and she earnestly cautioned,
"Miss, your servant knows you are worried about Master and Young Master, but this is not something that can be accomplished in a day. You mustn't rush. You are pregnant now, and your body is already weak. If something were to happen..."
She did not finish the sentence, as it was too direct. Feng Yinwan pursed her red lips and could only hum in response.
"Alright, I understand. Don't worry, this morning was just an accident. I'm much better now."
Being struck unconscious by Ye Tinglan's palm was indeed quite an accident.
Yu Ping still looked hesitant and was about to speak again when a very faint rumbling sound interrupted her.
Realizing what it was, Yu Ping looked at Feng Yinwan and her voice became a little more cheerful. "Miss must be hungry? Please wait a moment, your servant will go and get some food."
With that, she turned and headed out. Feng Yinwan breathed a sigh of relief and, as she stood up, discovered she was in the main courtyard.
Stepping out, she immediately met Qi Xuan, who was guarding nearby. Feng Yinwan's eyes narrowed, and a cold expression instantly settled on her pretty face.
Qi Xuan showed no outward signs of surprise.
"Wangfei."
So he still knew she was the Wangfei.
Recalling what Yu Ping had said earlier, Feng Yinwan's lips curved into a mocking smile. "Qi Xuan, how did this Wangfei faint this morning?"
Qi Xuan nodded. "It was my fault. After the Wangfei clashed with me, she became exhausted and fainted."
"Nonsense."
Not wanting to play cat and mouse with him, she spoke directly. "Where is Ye Tinglan? Why hasn't he come to see me?"
Knocking her out and then leaving her behind, such a thing was unheard of.
Qi Xuan's expression remained unchanged. "The Wangfei remembers incorrectly. The Prince is gravely injured and is currently recuperating in the palace, still unconscious."
Feng Yinwan strongly suspected that his ability to lie had been stolen from her.
"A fine excuse, recuperating in the palace, still unconscious!"
He was at Kyushu Fragrance, yet his palm strike had landed in the Mo Prince's manor. Was it a clone, or a thousand-mile palm strike?
A cold smile flickered across her lips, and she immediately spoke again. "Fine, if that is the case, this Wangfei will go to Yuzhou now."
If he didn't want her to go, she would go even more determinedly. Let's see whose resolve was harder, his words or her life!
However, her plan was stillborn the very next second.
Qi Xuan did not argue, merely followed closely behind her. Wherever she went, he followed.
This punch felt like hitting cotton. Feng Yinwan frowned and shot him a glance, then strode out directly.
As soon as she left the main courtyard, the guards outside also stepped forward. Without a word, they followed behind her, just like Qi Xuan.
The scene was quite spectacular.
Though she was reluctant to admit it, she was indeed being watched.
This feeling was akin to house arrest.
Her slender fingers tightened, and her voice took on a chilly edge.
"This Wangfei finds it very irritating. Do not follow me!"
As expected, her words had no effect.
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips, her displeasure deepening. "Retire! If you dare to follow me again, this Wangfei will not be merciful!"
She had made her stance clear when she clashed with Qi Xuan this morning; if she said she wouldn't be merciful, she truly wouldn't be.
To her surprise, everyone acted as if they hadn't heard her, their steps not slowing in the slightest.
Feng Yinwan's eyes darkened, and she flicked out silver needles from her fingertips. However, as if they had anticipated it, they dodged her attack and did not slow their pace at all.
Fine, it seemed they had learned their lesson.
A smile played on her lips. She threw out several packets of sleeping powder. The procession behind her scattered momentarily, then quickly reformed.
It had a slight effect, but not much.
Feng Yinwan closed her beautiful eyes, her brow furrowed.
"What will it take for you to retreat?"
Qi Xuan spoke.
"The Wangfei is weak. Please return to your courtyard to rest."
Feng Yinwan chuckled twice and sent him three words: Impossible.
Ye Tinglan's hidden guards were indeed all top-notch experts. Yet, these people now clung to her like burrs, neither defeated nor shaken off, truly vexing.
Her brow furrowed a few times, and Feng Yinwan decided to just let it be.
If they wanted to follow, let them. With so many bodyguards, she would be safer.
If she wanted to leave, she needed to find a horse first.
As if they had anticipated her intentions, when she reached the backyard, the stables were completely empty. Not a single horse, not even a mule, could be seen!
"Where have the horses in the manor gone? Did you eat them all?!"
The only response was silence.
Feng Yinwan found it amusingly infuriating.
Good, very good!
She turned to go back, but as she passed the ornate gate, she ran into Yu Ping, who was returning with the meal. Seeing the situation, Yu Ping was startled.
"Miss, why have you come out? And behind you, who are these people..."
Feng Yinwan gritted her teeth and gave a faint smile.
"It's nothing. I just felt a bit stuffy in the room and came out for a walk. They're worried I might faint again, so they're escorting me."
"So that's what it is."
Yu Ping was skeptical but did not forget to remind her to eat. "Miss, I've brought the food. Do you want to eat in the main courtyard, or return to..."
Before she could finish saying the words "Lan Qing Courtyard," Feng Yinwan had already walked away.
"Let's go back!"
They followed all the way to the entrance of Lan Qing Courtyard before Qi Xuan and the rest of the hidden guards stopped.
Feng Yinwan glanced at them and then stepped into the courtyard.
Yu Ping came forward to arrange the meal. "Miss, please eat."
Feng Yinwan nodded, but spoke in a low voice. "Yu Ping, did Song Qing'an visit the manor today?"
Yesterday, they had agreed to go to Yuzhou together today. She had been knocked unconscious, and naturally, they had missed the appointed time. She wondered what was happening on Song Qing'an's end.
Yu Ping shook her head. "Miss, your servant has been in the manor the entire time. Young Master Song did not come today."
She paused, then frowned.
"Speaking of which, your servant is also puzzled. Didn't Young Master Song agree to go with you yesterday? Why..."
Feng Yinwan's expression, however, had already turned serious.
Song Qing'an was not a man who would break his word. His absence probably meant he had encountered trouble.