The rest of the words, once they reached her lips, Feng Jin swallowed them back. Those were all his speculations as well, and without complete evidence, she still chose not to mention the matter.
"Perhaps what? Did you think of something?"
Ling Mohan sensed that Feng Jin had more to say and continued to press.
"It's nothing. These are all my wild guesses. You shouldn't listen, lest it affects your true judgment."
"Perhaps it would be useful if you told me?"
After a moment of hesitation, Feng Jin spoke with some reluctance, "I... I was just thinking, this蛊 poison is already difficult to find, and there are very few people in this world who can refine and make poisons. Could it be that the person who poisoned you and the person who poisoned Chu Yanxi are the same person..."
"But all of this lacks real proof, so you can just listen to it as a joke and not let it affect your judgment."
Feng Jin was worried that her groundless, random guesses might affect Ling Mohan's decision.
What if it was a fluke, and she happened to guess correctly? If it was false, wouldn't it cause delays?
Ling Mohan lowered his gaze. He had been secretly investigating the person who poisoned him for a long time, but there were still no clues. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.
Feng Jin's words today did give him a point to consider. If Chu Yanxi was indeed afflicted by the lust蛊, then they could follow the clues and investigate thoroughly. Whether it was true or not, it was better than having no clues at all.
"What are you thinking about? I've called you several times, but you didn't respond?"
Feng Jin's words pulled Ling Mohan back from his wandering thoughts. He turned to look at Feng Jin. "You think Chu Yanxi was poisoned by the lust蛊? Then, can you guess who poisoned Chu Yanxi?"
"No..."
Feng Jin shook her head with a hint of dejection. Her thoughts were merely speculations based on Chu Yanxi's current condition. She didn't know if it was true or not.
"I'm just guessing, but it's worth investigating."
Only by seeing Chu Yanxi in person could she make a definitive judgment.
"What do you want to do?"
"Tomorrow, I'll drag Lin Yuwei along to visit the Third Prince's mansion. It'll be good to see the excitement."
Firstly, she wanted to figure out if Chu Yanxi was indeed poisoned by the lust蛊. Secondly, she genuinely wanted to see how lively the Third Prince's mansion was.
Ling Mohan sighed helplessly. "Chu Yanxi has been colluding with the Western Liang people for a long time. We have no way of knowing if there are spies from Western Liang in his mansion. You should stay in the mansion and wait for now. Don't go out randomly. In a few more days, I will arrange for you and my child to stay in a manor. Once the chaos here is resolved, I will bring you and your children back."
So much time had passed, yet Ling Mohan had not forgotten about this matter at all. He was always mindful of sending Feng Jin and her children out of the capital.
"If I don't go, what can you do to me?"
Feng Jin sat down on the chair directly, with the determination of a warrior about to cut off their own arm.
"I naturally have other ways to send you away. You don't need to be so stubborn."
He was still no match for Feng Jin. He had a million ways to make Feng Jin obediently leave, even if he had to tie her up and send her out of the capital.
"How can you be so barbaric? Did you digest all those sage books into your stomach that you're so unreasonable and rude? Truly, you are a block of wood that cannot be carved!"
Feng Jin was furious, spitting out all the words that described someone as foolish and stupid.
She was truly impressed by Ling Mohan's stubbornness. Why was he so difficult to reason with?
She had thought that after so much time, he would have forgotten about this matter. Who would have thought he was still so stubborn?
Being scolded so severely, Ling Mohan showed no anger. He simply said indifferently, "Even if you talk the sky into a hole, you still have to leave the capital."
This matter was of great importance, and he would absolutely not indulge Feng Jin's willful behavior any further.
"You... you are simply unreasonable! I can't make you understand!"
Feng Jin, in her anger, dropped this sentence and turned to leave. Without looking back, she was utterly resolute, completely forgetting what her original purpose was for coming here.
Back in her room, Feng Jin took all her anger out on the bedding, grabbing a pillow and beating it furiously, as if she were treating it as Ling Mohan. She also peppered it with choice words.
"Young Madam... why are you so angry?"
Chu Qing, holding a plate of pastries, asked cautiously from the side. This was the first time she had seen the young madam so angry, and she didn't know what to do.
"It's nothing. I just met a dog outside and got into a fight!"
The most important thing was that she hadn't won the fight, and she had returned with a stomach full of resentment.
If this were to be told, she would inevitably be laughed at.
Feng Jin took a deep breath, regulating her emotions. She couldn't let these small matters disrupt her thoughts. She needed to calm down and make a long-term plan.
"What kind of pastries did you make? They look quite exquisite?"
In the past, Chu Qing would make exquisite little snacks to please her when she had nothing to do. Looking at the small pastries on Chu Qing's plate, they did look quite exquisite.
"Young Madam, these are plum blossom cakes from Western Liang. I just finished making them. Young Madam, please taste them quickly and see if you like them."
Chu Qing picked up a plum blossom cake and handed it directly to Feng Jin, eagerly waiting for her to taste it.
This was the first time Feng Jin had seen such exquisite little pastries. She took one and took a bite.
"Chu Qing, your craftsmanship is truly excellent. Would you consider opening a pastry shop with me? The business would surely be good."
"Ah... Young Madam, my skills are only good enough for making things for myself to eat. Opening a shop is definitely not feasible. Young Madam, please don't tease me."
She knew her own abilities well. Opening a shop was out of the question; she would be the one to lose face in the end.
"They taste really good to me, even better than Cai Qing's."
Cai Qing's pastries tasted good, but they weren't as exquisite as Chu Qing's. Overall, Chu Qing's were superior.
After such a long time, she didn't know how Cai Qing was doing now, or when she would return. She actually missed Cai Qing's presence around her.
"Young Madam, the homing pigeon is back."
Seeing the homing pigeon alight safely under the windowsill, Chu Qing called out loudly. She quickly grabbed the pigeon, took out the letter, and handed it to Feng Jin.
Feng Jin took the letter and opened it. After reading it for a few moments, a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
"Lu Shi's injuries are recovering well. In another three to four days, he will arrive in the capital."