Mo Wangfu.
Ye Tinglan and Ye Tingyun had dinner at the palace and returned to the manor late.
Seeing that it was getting late, Feng Yinwan, who was supposed to take Ye Tingyun's pulse, had not yet appeared. Ye Tinglan frowned.
"Where is the Princess Consort? Is she waiting for this prince to personally invite her?"
Qi Xuan stammered, "Your Highness, the Princess Consort returned directly to the General's Manor after entering the city. She is currently... not in the manor."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill emanate from his side. Qi Xuan's heart trembled, and he accurately predicted the outcome.
Well, the Prince was going to be angry again.
As expected, Ye Tinglan's handsome face darkened, and the fingertips holding the teacup instantly tightened.
"I told you to send her back to the manor. Is this how you do your job?"
Qi Xuan, who was accustomed to being caught in the middle, lowered his head submissively, accepting his fate.
"Your Highness, it's not that your subordinate wasn't diligent. The Princess Consort insisted, and even rode away with my horse..."
Sob sob, his precious horse!
Upon hearing this, Ye Tinglan placed the teacup down heavily, his expression darkening further.
"You can't even keep track of your own horse. What use are you to me? Go and receive your punishment!"
Qi Xuan dared not disobey. Just as he was about to respond, Ye Tingyun coughed and spoke from the side.
"Third Brother, you can't blame Guard Qi for this. Perhaps that woman had an urgent matter to attend to when she returned."
"Imperial Physician Jiang examined me before we left the palace. It should be fine if I don't have my pulse taken now."
Ye Tingyun's words always carried weight.
However, the thought of Feng Yinwan mentioning divorce infuriated Ye Tinglan.
"Your health is important. You've finally started to improve, and you mustn't be careless."
He cast a chilling glance at Qi Xuan, then revealed his lips again, "Since Prince Yun pleads for you, I will give you a chance to redeem yourself. Go to the General's Manor and summon her back."
Qi Xuan was a little stunned. "Your Highness, you mean... now?"
There was a curfew in the city, and the manor gates were already locked. Even if he was willing to go, the General's Manor might not open its gates.
Ye Tinglan was exasperated, and glared up in anger.
"Or do you think I'm talking about tomorrow? If you can't find her, you don't need to come back!"
He had to see that woman, immediately, right now!
Qi Xuan trembled and immediately agreed to retreat.
Ye Tinglan took a deep breath and placed his large hand on the armrest in frustration. Ye Tingyun watched him and suddenly detected something unusual.
"Third Brother, you and that woman...?"
He had felt that they were acting a bit strangely on the way back, but he couldn't figure out what was off.
However, given his Third Brother's composure, it shouldn't be like this for a woman!
Before he could figure it out, Ye Tinglan rose with a cold expression.
Before leaving, he paused. "The Empress Dowager's chanting today was quite good. Go and transcribe a copy."
He coldly dropped this command and walked out.
Ye Tingyun: ???
Did he... say the wrong thing?!
...
After much thought, Feng Yinwan couldn't unravel the mystery of the hairpin. She sighed slightly and prepared to ask Old General Feng about it upon his return.
Just as she finished washing and was about to rest, a servant rushed in from outside.
"It's so late, what's the matter?" Yu Ping's voice came from downstairs, followed by the servant's breathless reply.
"Is the Eldest Young Lady in? Someone from the Mo Wangfu is here, saying they have an urgent matter and want her to return!"
"Someone from the Manor?"
Yu Ping frowned. "Wait here, I'll go up and ask the Young Lady."
In a flash, the door was knocked. Yu Ping entered, but Feng Yinwan stopped her before she could speak.
"I heard."
Yu Ping was startled. "Miss, then you..."
Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows and put down the pearl hairpin in her hand.
"Just say I've already gone to sleep. Whatever it is, we'll discuss it tomorrow."
What urgent matter? She clearly thought Ye Tinglan was causing trouble!
Yu Ping nodded. "Yes."
She went downstairs to refuse, but the servant looked troubled upon hearing this.
"This... this is not good, is it?"
How could someone from the Mo Wangfu be easily offended? Isn't the Eldest Young Lady being too haughty!
Yu Ping glared at him. "What's not good about it? Have you ever seen a woman go out in the middle of the night! Just say the Young Lady is already asleep!"
The incident at Yilan Courtyard that afternoon had already spread throughout the manor. Seeing this, the servant didn't dare to say more and quickly nodded before leaving.
Qi Xuan, waiting outside the manor gate, was predictably refused entry, but!
For the sake of his own life, he couldn't give up easily!
"Miss, I've sent them away."
Feng Yinwan nodded, yawned lazily, and extinguished the candlelight on the table.
"Sleep."
Yu Ping nodded and was about to raise her hand to lower the curtain for her when a dark shadow quickly swept past outside the room.
The next moment, the door was knocked from the outside.
"Princess Consort, are you in?"
Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.
Qi Xuan.
"Miss."
Yu Ping frowned and glanced at her, waiting for Feng Yinwan's command to go and drive him away.
Seeing no movement from the room after a long time, Qi Xuan pressed his ear to the door crack and weakly spoke again.
"Princess Consort, I know you are not asleep. This is an urgent matter, I beg you to come with me!"
After speaking, he pricked up his ears again. However, before he could hear any movement from the room, the door was suddenly flung open.
Qi Xuan was caught off guard and stumbled.
Before he could regain his balance, Yu Ping suddenly appeared behind him, winked at him with a smile, and the feather duster in her hand fell mercilessly.
"Ah—Ahhhh—"
Screams echoed as Qi Xuan was whipped and scrambled on the ground, unable to get up.
"Stop hitting, stop hitting... I was wrong..."
He clasped his head with his hands, his pleas tinged with sobs.
Feng Yinwan clicked her tongue.
"Hmm, how pathetic."
Tsking, she signaled Yu Ping to stop.
Qi Xuan let out a sigh of relief, almost crying with gratitude. "Princess Consort..."
Feng Yinwan smiled, looking at him indifferently.
"Qi Xuan, you have quite the nerve to scale the wall of the General's Manor."
"Princess Consort, your subordinate was forced. His Highness gave a death order, and your subordinate dared not disobey..."
Qi Xuan touched the bruise on his face, feeling more wronged than Dou E.
"What does he want with this Princess Consort?"
"His Highness Prince Yun's condition cannot be delayed for a moment. His Highness ordered your subordinate to invite you back to take Prince Yun's pulse..."
"Take his pulse?"
Feng Yinwan sneered. "Tell Ye Tinglan that I will not return."
"Not only will I not return tonight, but I will never return. If Ye Tingyun needs his pulse taken, he can come to the General's Manor."
She would be a fool to go back and deliver herself!
Unexpectedly, Qi Xuan's forehead broke out in a sweat, and he was on the verge of tears.
Just as he was about to persuade her, Feng Yinwan interrupted him ruthlessly.
"Oh, since you're here, take a message to Ye Tinglan for me."
Ye Tinglan, Ye Tinglan.
Her calling him by his full name made Qi Xuan's eyelids twitch uncontrollably.
Although he knew it wouldn't be good news, he still trembled and asked, "Wh... what message?"
"I, Feng Yinwan, always keep my word. This marriage must be dissolved."
Dissolve... divorce?!
Qi Xuan's jaw trembled in shock. Before he could even take a breath, Feng Yinwan glanced at him indifferently and said coldly.
"I will continue to treat Prince Yun's heart ailment, and I will send someone to deliver the divorce papers to the manor."
"Tell Ye Tinglan, if he has nothing else, don't! Come! Bother! Me!"