"What are you doing! Be careful not to pull your wound again, you're trying to die!"
Feng Jin, startled, quickly stood up from the man's embrace, her movements cautious, fearing she might accidentally touch Ling Mohan's wound.
He truly had no sense of proportion. Didn't he know he was injured? How could he act so recklessly? If she had accidentally pressed on his wound and it burst open, he would have a hard time.
"I know what I'm doing." As the man's voice fell, he reached out to grab Feng Jin's hand again, intending to pull her into his arms. Feng Jin, startled, quickly stood firm, maintaining a certain distance from Ling Mohan.
"Whatever you have to say, just say it standing there. Don't move!"
She was genuinely shaken, afraid Ling Mohan might do something else. It was better to clarify things first so she could feel at ease.
The man pouted helplessly, looking at Feng Jin with wronged eyes. Did she really need to stay so far away from him? He felt as if he were a monstrous beast, truly that terrifying.
"You should tell me first, what do you mean by 'I wouldn't understand'? What is the meaning of your words?"
"It means exactly what it says. It's a woman's matter; how could a grown man like you understand? Don't keep asking. Asking too much will only lead to awkwardness."
Feng Jin didn't want to continue this topic with Ling Mohan. After all, there was no point in talking about it. She didn't expect Ling Mohan to understand her thoughts.
Moreover, Ling Mohan would never understand. Perhaps this was the fundamental difference between men and women, a gap that was difficult to bridge.
"How do you know I wouldn't understand if you don't tell me…" Ling Mohan said stubbornly, showing a determined attitude to get to the bottom of it.
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you."
Feng Jin was resolute. If she couldn't get Ling Mohan to stop, she would deliberately say the opposite.
The two of them fell into a stalemate. In the end, Ling Mohan chose to compromise and decided to shut his mouth, ceasing to argue with Feng Jin.
"Since you're fine, you should rest well. I've stayed by your side for a day and a night. I'm going back to get some good sleep."
Feng Jin yawned, and sleepiness hit her like a tidal wave. Her eyes were almost unable to stay open. She needed to hurry back and get some more sleep.
The man watched Feng Jin's retreating back, his gaze gradually darkening. His mind constantly pondered Feng Jin's words, trying to figure out what she truly meant.
What did she mean he wouldn't understand? What was it that made her so certain he wouldn't understand?
Indeed, a woman's heart is as elusive as a needle in the sea. He couldn't figure out what Feng Jin meant at all. It was truly exhausting to guess someone's intentions aimlessly.
...
After returning to her room, Feng Jin was so tired her eyelids were almost glued shut. As soon as her body touched the bed, she began to feel drowsy. Just as she was about to fall asleep, a hurried knock on the door jolted her awake. Then, Da Bao and Er Bao's voices came through the door.
"Mama..."
"Mama, open the door..."
Feng Jin reluctantly got out of bed. Why did these two little rascals have to come at this time? Were they intentionally trying to stop her from sleeping, deliberately coming to cause trouble?
As soon as she opened the door, two small figures burst in, and the two small bodies rolled onto the bed.
Sighing helplessly, Feng Jin walked to the bedside and looked at the two little ones sitting on the bed.
"Why aren't you two sleeping in your own rooms? How did you get here? What has Mama taught you? You're all grown up now and shouldn't cling to Mama to sleep. A man should sleep on his own."
"Da Bao, you're the elder brother. You need to set an example for your younger brother. Be good and quickly take your brother back to your room to sleep."
Feng Jin flattered Da Bao, hoping he would quickly take Er Bao back and stop causing trouble for her.
"Mama... scared, with Mama... Mama sleep..."
Da Bao's voice was soft, and with his large, watery eyes, he looked pitiful and adorable, eliciting a desire to dote on him.
She really couldn't bring herself to drive such a cute child away. It would be too sinful.
"Mama... scared... scared..."
Er Bao, usually a child of few words, unusually grabbed Feng Jin's sleeve and mumbled with a pouting face. This was the first time she had seen him look so pitiful.
Feng Jin furrowed her brows slightly. Could they really be scared? She couldn't bear to drive the two little ones away.
"Then you can sleep here, but you must be good and not cause any trouble..."
"Okay!"
"Okay!"
The two children agreed in unison. As soon as they finished speaking, the two little fellows nimbly slipped under the covers, not forgetting to leave the outermost spot for Feng Jin.
Feng Jin looked at the two little ones lying on the bed and smiled helplessly. She lifted the covers and lay down beside them.
Reaching out, she tucked the blankets around the two little ones and pulled them into her embrace. "Close your eyes, it's time for us to sleep."
Feng Jin gently patted the two children, humming a self-composed lullaby. It was very effective, and she soon managed to coax the two children to sleep.
After ensuring the two children were asleep, Feng Jin, with her tired body, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep slumber.
...
"Princess, this servant has been ordered to deliver the wedding attire to the princess."
Several maids entered, carrying bright red wedding clothes and placing them on the desk. The phoenix coronet was also delivered along with the attire.
Murong Jinyun continued with her work, glancing at the striking red on the desk and saying faintly, "Put the items down, and you may all leave."
"This servant and the others take our leave!"
After everyone had left, Murong Jinyun signaled the maid beside her to close the door.
"Princess, this wedding attire is in the style of Eastern Chu, not at all in the style of our Western Liang!"
Compared to the maid's startled exclamation, Murong Jinyun appeared very calm, as if this was expected. Her face was placid, showing no emotion.
"Since it's wedding attire sent by people from Eastern Chu, it's naturally in the style of Eastern Chu. If it's not good-looking, just throw it away. It's not as if this is the only wedding attire."
It was just a piece of clothing; what was there to be surprised about? If she didn't like it, she could just throw it away. She hadn't degenerated to the point of being bothered by a single garment.
"Princess, this servant merely feels that Eastern Chu doing this is clearly a provocation. They don't take us seriously. What they've done is going too far."