Feng Yinwan watched her coldly.
"Young Master Song just intruded earlier, and His Highness misunderstood, causing him to act this way. My second sister, what you saw was His Highness being jealous."
Jealous?!
Feng Yiyi was quite stunned by this explanation.
Who was Ye Tinglan?
The man Feng Yinwan had shamelessly loved for many years!
The object of countless women in the capital's dreams!
The dignified God of War of the Jing Dynasty, the noble Prince Mo, and Feng Yinwan claimed he was jealous?
How audacious she was!
Feng Yinwan couldn't be bothered with her and turned her attention to Song Qingan.
"Father, Young Master Song has been unconscious for a long time. Please hurry and send for a physician. We can discuss matters after he wakes up."
In front of everyone, she couldn't reveal her medical skills.
General Feng immediately ordered someone to fetch a physician. Feng Yiyi, hearing this, changed her expression.
"Eldest Sister, even if... even if he didn't offend you, him barging into a woman's boudoir is against propriety. Why are you still thinking of him?"
Feng Yinwan glanced at her but remained silent.
Within moments, a physician arrived. After a few acupuncture needles, Song Qingan slowly regained consciousness.
The moment he saw Feng Yinwan beside him, he was fully awake.
"Miss Feng, I meant no offense, but..."
He had a brief memory of consciousness before fainting.
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips and nodded, speaking directly, "Fortunately, no serious harm was done. Young Master Song, there's no need to panic. But... why did you enter the Embroidered Pavilion?"
According to Feng Yiyi's earlier statement, Song Qingan should have been in the garden. How did he end up in her pavilion, and in a drugged state?
There was definitely something fishy going on.
Song Qingan also looked puzzled.
"To tell you all the truth, after Miss Feng Er went to change, I was waiting in the garden. I don't quite remember how I ended up here."
Seizing the opportunity, Feng Yiyi interjected, "You're a grown man, how can you not remember what you did? Are you trying to fool a fool!"
"I am not lying..."
"What do you mean you're not lying? I think you're deliberately hiding something to exonerate yourself!"
She took advantage of Song Qingan's memory lapse and kept badgering him. Just as she was about to say more, Feng Yinwan interrupted her with a cold scoff.
"Second Sister, you sound so certain. Did you personally witness Young Master Song entering my room?"
"I..."
Feng Yiyi opened her mouth, then seemed to pout, "Eldest Sister, I'm just speaking up for you!"
Feng Yinwan cast her an indifferent glance and turned back to Song Qingan.
"Did Young Master Song eat anything before?"
Song Qingan frowned and began to recall carefully, "I had a piece of pastry in the garden earlier, but nothing else..."
Feng Yinwan's beautiful eyes flashed upon hearing this. She immediately stood up and walked quickly to the table.
While everyone watched in confusion, she returned with a plate.
"Did you eat this kind of pastry?"
On the plate were the two White Jade Lotus Pastries she had left for Yùpíng.
Song Qingan looked at it and nodded immediately, "It was this very item."
Feng Yinwan's pretty face turned cold, a shadow of darkness rising in her eyes.
She herself had been drugged earlier, which was why she couldn't push Ye Tinglan away in time.
She had only eaten this pastry all afternoon.
She must have taken the antidote from her bracelet, which slowed down the effects of the aphrodisiac.
As she was lost in thought, Song Qingan's voice broke the silence, "Miss Feng, is there something wrong with this pastry?"
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips. "It was drugged."
"Drugged?"
Everyone gasped.
Feng Yinwan nodded. "I also ate this. My body felt unwell. If His Highness hadn't been here, I'm afraid..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone understood perfectly.
Feng Yiyi also stiffened at this.
Damn it!
This slut had eaten it and was just a step away, but the Prince Mo had ruined it!
Forcing down her resentment, she feigned shock, "This... this is Eldest Sister's favorite pastry! Who could be so wicked as to drug it!"
"Fortunately, I didn't eat it, otherwise, Young Master Song and I would have..."
General Feng's face had turned dark the moment he heard about the drugging. He immediately looked at Feng Jingyuan.
"Yuan'er, investigate this matter personally!"
"Yes."
Feng Jingyuan accepted the order and immediately took the pastries to the kitchen with some men.
Song Qingan had come with the intention of proposing marriage today. Unexpectedly, such a thing had happened. As it was a family affair of the General's mansion, after being examined by the physician, he wisely took his leave.
The matter couldn't be resolved quickly. General Feng comforted Feng Yinwan and then led everyone out of the Embroidered Pavilion.
This scheme had failed. Feng Yiyi clenched her skirt tightly, her heart filled with intense unwillingness.
However, thinking that Song Qingan had fainted in Feng Yinwan's room, she felt triumphant again.
Ye Tinglan, a prince of high standing, seeing an unrelated man in his future wife's boudoir, she refused to believe he wouldn't mind at all!
...
Her body was extremely exhausted. Feng Yinwan had been lying on the couch, lost in thought, and had fallen asleep.
She slept until the next day.
After a long and deep sleep, most of the soreness in her body had subsided. As she got up, Yùpíng rushed in.
"Miss, the Prince's... Prince's manor sent someone."
She panted, her anxious expression indicating that it was not good news. Feng Yinwan nodded and immediately walked out.
In the front hall.
Qi Xuan fidgeted. The thought of what he was holding made him feel like he was being pricked by needles.
Seeing Feng Yinwan walk in, he quickly stood up, "Princess Consort..."
This address was said with guilt and lacking confidence, causing Feng Yinwan to frown.
"What is it?"
Qi Xuan dared not say more, only handing her the letter in his hand, "His Highness ordered me to deliver this to you."
What was this about?
Feng Yinwan frowned as she took it. Before she could unfold it, she saw Qi Xuan bow to her respectfully.
"I have urgent matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave."
He then fled the room as if escaping. Feng Yinwan looked suspicious for a moment and continued to unfold the letter.
Her eyes fell upon two large, bold characters, and her expression changed instantly.
Divorce letter!
Ye Tinglan, he actually wrote her a divorce letter?!
Feng Yinwan suppressed her anger as she read the divorce letter, her heart filled with more anger than confusion.
Yesterday's incident was clearly his misunderstanding and his rough actions.
She hadn't even gone to demand an explanation, and he was the one initiating the separation!
Before she could react, a figure darted in from outside.
"Eldest Sister, what is that in your hand?"
Feng Yiyi, like a cat smelling blood, rushed over as soon as she heard that someone had come from Prince Mo's manor.
Even though Feng Yinwan quickly folded the letter, she still had sharp eyes and saw the words "Divorce Letter" on it.
Her eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed, "Eldest Sister, why would His Highness write you a divorce letter for no reason? Is this also jealousy?"
Feng Yinwan gave her a cold glance. Not expecting her to be so audacious, Feng Yiyi added,
"Eldest Sister, was it really Prince Mo who was intimate with you yesterday? Did you perhaps mistake him for someone else..."
Her gloating was evident on her face. Feng Yinwan narrowed her beautiful eyes and raised her hand, slapping her.
"Feng Yiyi, if you dare to utter another word, I'll tear your mouth off."