Feng Yin Wan's brow twitched slightly upon hearing this.
After a few probing moments of looking at his face, she said, "The military camp. Does that answer satisfy Guard Qi?"
Since she intended to send the person away, it was with Ye Ting Lan's tacit approval. Qi Xuan immediately nodded.
"I wouldn't dare. It's just that the situation outside the city is chaotic right now. If the secondary consort wishes to send Miss Yuping out, it might not be easy."
He had just returned from outside the city and naturally knew the situation there.
Feng Yin Wan pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded.
"Guard Qi speaks the truth. In that case, why don't you escort her out of the city for me?"
"Secondary Consort—!"
Yuping, who had not expected this, immediately lowered her voice and gasped.
However, a reply followed closely behind.
Qi Xuan, with his eyes lowered, clasped his hands. "As you command."
Not expecting him to agree so readily, Yuping was taken aback and became even more flustered.
Feng Yin Wan, as if sensing her thoughts, touched her hand reassuringly, her gaze fixed on Qi Xuan, not wavering.
"Very well, then I shall trouble Guard Qi with this matter."
Qi Xuan was loyal, honest, and dependable. Aside from being a bit slow-witted at times, there was nothing to fault him on.
Entrusting this matter to him, Feng Yin Wan was at ease. But Yuping... she needed to observe further.
Her eyes flickered for a moment. As Feng Yin Wan was about to step away, she saw his clasped hands raise slightly higher, his eyes respectfully lowered, and he said,
"I have something to report to the Prince. The situation is urgent, so I would trouble the secondary consort to relay it to him upon your return to the palace."
Feng Yin Wan was rather surprised by this.
This blockhead had always prioritized Ye Ting Lan, treating his words as if they were imperial decrees. This time, it seemed like... an exception?
Looking at him with a hint of curiosity, she nodded.
"You may speak."
Qi Xuan hadn't thought that deeply.
Originally, he had rushed over to report back to the palace immediately. This news could not be delayed. However, he could not shirk the responsibility of escorting Yuping out of the city.
He only thought that Feng Yin Wan was returning to the palace, and since the Prince trusted her, it was the same for her to relay the message.
Thus, he nodded and said, "Please inform the Prince that Princess Zhao An is gone."
Yun Shu?
Upon hearing this, Feng Yin Wan's brows knitted together almost instinctively.
As if fearing she might worry, Qi Xuan's explanation followed closely.
"The rebel forces outside the city are strong, and the disparity in troops is immense. With the departure imminent, Princess Zhao An is of great importance to the Prince, so..."
Yun Shu was a pawn to control Prince Ding Nan. At such a crucial juncture, she could not afford to be lost.
Feng Yin Wan had no intention of prying into these matters. Upon hearing this, she directly waved her hand to interrupt him.
"You don't need to explain to me. I will relay your message. And I ask that you keep your promise and ensure Yuping is safely escorted out of the city."
Her face clearly showed a cold indifference. Qi Xuan paused slightly at this and immediately stopped speaking.
"Please rest assured, secondary consort."
Although Yuping was somewhat flustered, she knew this was the most appropriate arrangement. She glanced back at Feng Yin Wan with a deep look before following Qi Xuan away.
As their carriage disappeared from the back gate of the royal residence, Feng Yin Wan also pulled up her veil and galloped towards the imperial palace.
The delay in departure and arrival had been considerable. By the time she returned to the palace, soldiers clad in armor were already formed up in neat rows before the palace gates.
Though only one camp of soldiers, their numbers were not great, yet they were solemn, grave, and exuded immense power.
Ye Ting Lan rode his horse at the forefront, with Li Cheng Yan closely following behind.
Seeing that they were all prepared and about to march, Feng Yin Wan pursed her lips, hesitating on how to call them to a halt. Just then, Ye Ting Lan's gaze swept over, as if easily spotting her.