Thinking this, Feng Yinwan's lips curved, and her mood immediately improved.
When she saved Ye Tingyun, she wondered how Noble Consort Li and Ye Tinglan would thank her!
She checked his pulse, fed Ye Tingyun a pill she had retrieved from her bracelet earlier, and then skillfully prepared her needles.
However, before the needles could be inserted, she paused again.
This was because Ye Tingyun suffered from a congenital heart condition, and to administer acupuncture, his clothes would need to be removed!
Recalling yesterday's incident when she tried to give Song Qingan acupuncture and was caught and misunderstood by Ye Tinglan, Feng Yinwan felt a lingering sense of apprehension.
To be safe, she quietly tossed a sachet of sleeping powder outside the door and bolted it shut.
A soft 'click' sounded, and Qi Xuan immediately turned his head sharply. However, before he could even reach for the doorframe, he caught a strange fragrance.
He inwardly cursed his misfortune. He tried to hold his breath, but it was too late. His vision darkened, and he collapsed limply to the ground.
Following several thuds of bodies falling, Feng Yinwan smiled in satisfaction. She aimed for Ye Tingyun's heart meridian and swiftly inserted a needle.
After several more needles, Ye Tingyun's refined brows furrowed, his body trembled, and a trace of blood trickled from his lips.
Seeing that the pill in his mouth was about to be spat out, Feng Yinwan raised an eyebrow and quickly pressed his lips shut.
"Mmph... mmph..."
The intense pain in his heart meridian made him struggle uncontrollably. He opened his eyes in a daze, meeting Feng Yinwan's clear, bright gaze.
Ye Tingyun was slightly startled. When his gaze fell upon her fingers pressing his lips and his partially unbuttoned clothing, he immediately struggled violently again.
"What do you want!"
His words were slurred, but Feng Yinwan understood them perfectly.
"Don't be afraid, I'm saving you."
Ye Tingyun didn't listen. He tried his best to curl his body away, his ear tips flushing red.
"Let go..."
How could he expose himself to a strange woman!
What was worse, this woman was covering his mouth!
This woman's hand touched his mouth, didn't that mean they had the legendary skin-to-skin contact?!
He wasn't married yet, and he had his purity to uphold. Even if... even if this woman was attractive, it wouldn't do!
The touch of her lips was so soft and warm, even carrying a pleasant fragrance, that his head felt a little dizzy...
Dizzy...!
Sensing the strange sensation in his mouth, Ye Tingyun's wandering consciousness jolted awake.
What had this woman given him!
Feng Yinwan had no time to attend to his thoughts. She focused and inserted another needle. The sharp pain instantly cleared Ye Tingyun's mind a little more.
Feng Yinwan dabbed at the fine sweat on her forehead and withdrew the needles with satisfaction.
This brat was so uncooperative when awake; he was much better off when he was unconscious.
Estimating that he should have swallowed the medicine by now, Feng Yinwan removed her hand.
"There, do you feel better now..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Tingyun's face suddenly changed. His chest heaved violently, and he vomited a mouthful of dark blood mixed with undissolved pills.
Unexpectedly stubborn and unwilling to swallow the medicine, Feng Yinwan's brows furrowed. Before she could react, Ye Tinglan's cold roar echoed from outside.
"What's going on!"
The next moment, the door was forcefully kicked open.
Upon seeing Feng Yinwan by the bed and Ye Tingyun in disarray, Ye Tinglan exploded with rage.
"Wretch!"
This damnable woman, how dare she do such a thing to Tingyun!
Feng Yinwan knew from his expression that he had misunderstood again!
Before she could speak, a powerful palm strike came directly at her, knocking her back several steps.
Feng Yinwan's body slammed heavily into a rack, a dull ache spreading through her chest. A metallic sweetness rose in her throat.
Ye Tinglan stepped forward, pulled Ye Tingyun into his embrace, and looked at her with bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes.
"If Tingyun suffers the slightest harm, I will kill you with my sword before the Empress Dowager or Noble Consort Li even have to."
The 'kill' he spoke of was likely literal.
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips, trying to suppress the surging blood within her. Qi Xuan, who had regained consciousness outside, rushed in.
"Your Highness!"
His gaze swept over Feng Yinwan on the ground and Ye Tingyun in Ye Tinglan's arms, and he immediately nodded.
"This subordinate deserves death."
Ye Tinglan shot him a cold glare. "Indeed, you deserve death!"
He glanced at Feng Yinwan, then coldly and without a trace of pity said,
"Take her back. Until Tingyun wakes up, do not let her leave Lan Qing Courtyard a single step!"
As Feng Yinwan was being carried away, she couldn't suppress the blood in her throat.
Ye Tinglan's palm strike had been delivered with full force. Fortunately, it hadn't landed on her heart meridian, or she wasn't sure if she would have already been dead.
Qi Xuan was clearly taken aback by her actions. As he escorted Feng Yinwan back to Lan Qing Courtyard, his gaze upon her was complex.
Feng Yinwan had come in a hurry today, and Yu Ping had not accompanied her.
Qi Xuan placed her in the courtyard. He had wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he remained silent.
Prince Yun and His Highness, though not born of the same mother, shared a bond stronger than that of blood brothers.
Today, he had been ordered by His Highness to escort Prince Yun back from Qingpu Temple. Prince Yun had suddenly fallen ill, and His Highness was already extremely anxious. Yet, the Princess Consort had done such a thing to Prince Yun...
It was simply absurd!
He pursed his lips, gave Feng Yinwan a complex look, and turned to leave.
Feng Yinwan's heart meridian had been somewhat damaged by that palm strike. Relying on her last reserves of strength, she fumbled at her waist, took a pill, and then completely lost consciousness.
...
Side Hall.
After the imperial physician examined Ye Tingyun's pulse, he found no serious issues, and began to wonder.
He had been on duty at the Imperial Hospital just now when Prince Mo had rushed in, grabbed his collar and medicine box, and thrown them onto a horse, shouting that Prince Yun's heart condition had flared up.
He had ridden at breakneck speed, his heart pounding with anxiety, thinking it was a severe case, only to find that there was no real danger...
Steadying his still trembling legs, the imperial physician reported in a low voice.
"Your Highness, although Prince Yun is still unconscious, his body is no longer in any danger and requires no further treatment from this humble servant."
Ye Tinglan's brows furrowed. "Imperial Physician Liu, are you certain?"
Prince Yun's heart condition had always been difficult to treat.
Imperial Physician Liu nodded. "Although Prince Yun's breathing is slightly uneven, his body is indeed fine and poses no immediate danger."
Ye Tinglan's frown deepened upon hearing this.
How could there be no danger? He had clearly seen just now that Tingyun had been harmed by that woman, to the point of bleeding from his lips...
Thinking of the scene just now, Ye Tinglan felt a surge of anger.
It was exactly the same as what he had seen yesterday at the General's mansion!
As his thin lips tightened, Imperial Physician Liu, standing beside him, suddenly bent down and picked up half a green pill from the ground.
Ye Tinglan frowned. "What is this?"
Imperial Physician Liu sniffed it twice and shook his head. "It smells like a medicine to replenish blood and qi. However, this medicine is not from the Imperial Hospital. Could it be from Your Highness's manor?"
Ye Tingyun's health had always been managed by imperial physicians, and any medicine he used would have come from the Imperial Hospital.
If this medicine was not from the Imperial Hospital...
A darkness flickered in Ye Tinglan's eyes. Before a thought could even form in his mind, he saw Imperial Physician Liu exclaim near Ye Tingyun's heart meridian.
"So that's how it is!"