Lin Yuwei walked directly to Chu Chenyi's side, her eyes fixed on him with intense killing intent. If it weren't for Lord Lin's presence, she would have slapped him and beaten him up first.
"Yuwei, do not be rude. Sit down quickly," Lord Lin reprimanded with his usual authority.
Chu Chenyi's lips curled into a smug smile, his gaze slightly challenging as he looked at Lin Yuwei.
"Father, I suddenly remembered there are some matters in the estate that need attending to. I shall not trouble you further."
After speaking, Lin Yuwei pushed Chu Chenyi's wheelchair and walked out, ignoring any attempts to stop her.
"Sigh..." Lord Lin sighed helplessly. What new game were these two playing? They didn't give him a moment's peace.
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"Do you think Wang Qin will continue to trouble Yuwei? Can she handle it?"
Wang Qin was arrogant and overbearing. Having suffered a loss this time, she would certainly not let it go easily. She might even complain to the Empress. If the Empress, who was known for her difficult nature, took her side, Lin Yuwei might not be able to cope and would suffer further.
"Chu Chenyi is still there. He won't let Lin Yuwei suffer a loss. Drink your soup and relax."
Ling Mohan poured a bowl of soup and handed it to Feng Jin.
"You're truly daring, picking a fight with the Empress's niece. I admire you!"
Gu Beichen clasped his hands in respect towards Feng Jin. Wang Qin, relying on the Empress's power, had always been domineering.
To think she had fallen into Feng Jin's hands this time. What surprised him even more was that the usually frail and docile Lin Yuwei would get involved with Feng Jin.
However, Wang Qin had taken a big hit and wouldn't give up easily. And then there was the Empress... trouble was likely still ahead.
"If Wang Qin hadn't provoked me, I would never have laid a hand on her. I have always been kind and gentle by nature."
"Cough... cough..." As Feng Jin finished speaking, Ling Muzhu began to cough violently.
Feng Jin's sharp gaze fell upon Ling Muzhu.
"My apologies, my apologies. I got a little too excited..." Ling Muzhu quickly explained, averting his gaze and not daring to meet Feng Jin's eyes.
"What? Do you have an issue with me?"
"No, absolutely not. I have always admired my elder sister-in-law. Everyone knows this."
Ling Muzhu was practically ready to kneel and swear an oath to express his loyalty.
"You know what's good for you." Feng Jin was very pleased with Ling Muzhu's answer. "Seeing as you've been behaving well lately, you don't need to get up early for Tai Chi practice tomorrow. Take a day off."
"Really? Thank you, sister-in-law."
Having to wake up early every day for the past period, Ling Muzhu hadn't had a single good night's sleep. With Feng Jin's permission, he could finally rest properly for a day.
Feng Jin turned to look at Gu Beichen, who was freeloading, "Esteemed Son Gu, when do you plan to return?"
"When it's time to go, this esteemed son will naturally return."
Gu Beichen stood up, gently fanning himself. "In a moment, brew a pot of clear tea and have it sent to my room."
"Young Madam..." Cai Qing looked at Feng Jin's angry face and asked timidly.
"Brew him the aged tea that has been stored in the storeroom for three years. Let him enjoy it."
Wanting tea, you say? There was plenty of moldy, old tea in the storeroom.
"Yes, this servant will go now." Cai Qing agreed and hurried out.
Feng Jin picked up the soup bowl and drank it down, her resentment lessening considerably.
"Ling Muzhu, come with me to the clinic."
Ling Muzhu, who was in the middle of eating, reluctantly put down his food and followed Feng Jin out.
Outside the clinic, the crowd was so thick it was impenetrable, and the noise was deafening.
"Lu Shi, go and see what's happening."
"Yes, Young Madam."
Lu Shi returned a long while later with a look of anxiety.
"Young Madam, someone is causing trouble at the clinic. They claim our medicine poisoned someone."
Feng Jin's eyes narrowed sharply, and she quickly got out of the carriage and pushed her way into the crowd.
She saw a stretcher placed at the entrance of the clinic. The man on the stretcher was on his last breath.
"What's going on?" Feng Jin asked Wei Ran, who was examining a patient.
"They say he took our medicine, started convulsing last night, and by this morning, he was barely breathing. So they brought him here."
As Wei Ran finished speaking, a sharp voice cut in.
"This is my young servant. He felt unwell in his stomach yesterday and came here to buy medicine. After taking it, he was in critical condition this morning. Today, we've come to seek justice."
Feng Jin followed the voice and saw a familiar figure. Upon closer inspection, it was her half-sister, Feng Ruoyan.
What a coincidence. Feng family servants fell ill after taking her medicine, and the always haughty eldest daughter, Feng Ruoyan, who disdained servants, would deign to appear for one. How kind-hearted of her!
"Sister, why are you here?" Feng Ruoyan's voice, raised in surprise, reached everyone's ears.
The gazes of everyone present shifted between the two, trying to guess their relationship.
"Aren't those the two young ladies from Prime Minister Feng's household?"
"I recognize them. The second young lady Feng opened the clinic, and the eldest young lady Feng is supporting the patient. This is truly a case of the Dragon King's temple being flooded by a waterfall – family not recognizing family."
"You say this second young lady Feng is married to the Young General Ling, living a life of ease. Why is she still opening a clinic? What kind of medical skills can a woman have? Perhaps something really did go wrong with her medicine."
The surrounding discussions were rampant, as if afraid others wouldn't know what they were talking about.
"Sister, if I had known this clinic was yours, I would never have brought my servant here to seek justice. Please don't be angry with me, sister."
Feng Jin couldn't help but roll her eyes. This performance was truly convincing.
"If it is indeed our medicine that caused the problem, I will not shirk my responsibility. However, if it is not, then do not think you can frame me like this. Even if we take this to Dali Temple, I will seek justice."
Feng Ruoyan's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked wronged. She pulled Feng Jin's hand and said, "Don't be angry, sister. It's all my fault. I'll take my servant and leave now. I won't trouble you."
"Why are you all standing there? Hurry up and carry him away, lest you displease the second young lady."
In just a few words, Feng Jin was pushed to the forefront. Although not explicitly stated, it made everyone believe that the medicine sold by Feng Jin had problems.
The servant's condition was also caused by taking Feng Jin's medicine, further labeling Feng Jin as arrogant and disregarding human life. This move was truly insidious, killing without shedding blood. Feng Ruoyan's methods had indeed improved considerably.
"Hold on!" Feng Jin directly rebuked the servant who was about to carry the stretcher. Immediately, Lu Shi's men stepped forward and apprehended Feng Ruoyan and her party.
"Sister, what do you mean by this? Even if you resent me, you shouldn't do such a thing."