Feng Yinwan's feet slipped when she heard that, almost making her fall flat on the ground.
What did this man just say?!
Old General Feng was also a little confused by the address "Father-in-law."
Logically, it was improper for outsiders to enter a woman's boudoir casually, but now that they were already husband and wife…
While he hesitated, Ye Tinglan had already followed Feng Yinwan to the doorway.
Old General Feng was anxious and was about to call out when a young servant ran in quickly.
"Master, the son of Lord Song from the Ministry of War requests an audience."
Feng Yinwan happened to overhear this and her heart skipped a beat.
This Lord Song was the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, who was very close to the Feng family. His son, wouldn't that be the husband Old General Feng had chosen for Feng Yiyi not long ago?
While she was contemplating, Ye Tinglan curled his lips.
"The son of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, Song Qing'an."
Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows and saw a lake-blue figure under the distant corridor.
From a distance, she couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but based on his build, he was quite tall and handsome.
She really didn't know what Feng Yiyi was not satisfied with.
After a brief glance, Feng Yinwan shook her head and walked directly towards her embroidery building.
Behind her, Ye Tinglan followed closely, also heading towards her embroidery building!
The two were less than half a meter apart, and their steps were surprisingly consistent.
She walked fast, Ye Tinglan walked fast; she walked slow, Ye Tinglan walked slow.
How to describe this feeling…
It was like a human trafficker was closely following behind her, just waiting for an opportunity to stuff her into a sack when she wasn't paying attention!
Seeing that they had reached the bottom of her embroidery building and the man still had no intention of stopping, Feng Yinwan felt a surge of unease and stopped abruptly.
"Does Your Highness really intend to follow me into my boudoir?"
She deliberately emphasized the word "boudoir," but Ye Tinglan acted as if he didn't understand.
"I am accompanying you on your return visit. Where else would I go if not here?"
His tone was outrageously righteous!
Feng Yinwan was temporarily speechless, and before she could come up with a retort, the man strode forward and crossed the threshold into the room.
Feng Yinwan: How dare you! What are you trying to do! This is my room!
Yuping, who was tidying up in the room, was surprised to see Ye Tinglan when she came downstairs. Her eyes widened, and she immediately turned and hurried back upstairs.
As Feng Yinwan chased in, she saw Yuping holding a basin of water and about to leave. Her forehead twitched, and she quickly pulled her back.
"What are you doing?"
Yuping looked up and smiled, "Miss, your maid just discovered that there are two more clothes to wash, so I'm going out to wash them!"
Feng Yinwan was displeased.
What clothes to wash, hurry up and help her drive that scoundrel out!
Before she could speak, Yuping nimbly sidestepped and walked ten meters away in one breath.
"Hey…"
Feng Yinwan called out in surprise, but from the second floor came a clattering sound. She frowned and hurried upstairs.
This was too much!
It was one thing for him to enter her boudoir, but he even went to the second floor!
When she arrived, Ye Tinglan was looking at a pile of bottles and jars on the cabinet with great interest.
Seeing her come up, he didn't shy away, his expression as calm as if he couldn't see her anger.
"What are these?"
Feng Yinwan secretly glared at him and replied impatiently, "Medicine."
"Medicine?"
Seeing his confused expression, Feng Yinwan rolled her eyes subtly and pointed to her left cheek.
"For the face."
The fire in the palace that year was an accident, but Old General Feng always felt it was his fault. For years, he had ordered people to search for medicine everywhere, hoping to heal the scar on the original owner's face.
But where were the miracle drugs in ancient times? They were all quacks.
Ye Tinglan was slightly taken aback and then suddenly remembered that her smooth, flawless left cheek originally had a disfiguring mark.
He recalled that the scar was ferocious and ugly, making even someone with his composure feel a bit disgusted upon first sight. However, after it faded, this woman's face became increasingly pleasing to the eye.
Feng Yinwan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. Just as she was about to turn her face away, she saw his gaze fixed on her face.
"Feng Yinwan, how did the scar on your face heal?"
His eyes were like ink, filled with sharp inquiry. Feng Yinwan's forehead twitched, and she immediately entered a state of high alert.
"Ahem… Your Highness, you do joke well. Of course, it healed by applying medicine!"
Ye Tinglan's brows furrowed, clearly not believing this answer.
"Really?"
"Otherwise? Does Your Highness think I can perform magic tricks!"
Feng Yinwan spoke with a straight face and righteous indignation, trying to get him to leave.
"If Your Highness has nothing else, please go to the side room downstairs to rest. I am tired and need to rest."
She dared to drive him out!
Ye Tinglan's dark brows furrowed deeply, and for the first time, he deeply realized: this woman had changed!
Not only had the ugly scar faded, making her face incredibly pleasing to the eye.
Her personality was no longer as weak as before. She was sharp-tongued, petty, and while infuriating, she was also damnably… attractive!
He genuinely wanted to know what this woman had been through!
However, Feng Yinwan had no intention of giving him this opportunity.
"Is Your Highness still not leaving? Do you want to sleep with me? I don't mind, but you are supposed to remain chaste for Miss Qin."
Ye Tinglan's handsome face darkened when he heard this. He looked up and saw Feng Yinwan smiling gleefully, clearly provoking him to leave.
He raised his sword-like brows, suppressed the slight anger in his eyes, and curled his thin lips coldly.
"Alright, Consort. It has been a long time since my Consort and I were married, and we have yet to sleep together and consummate our marriage. Since we are staying at the General's mansion tonight, shall I grant you a wedding night?"
As he spoke, he moved forward. Before Feng Yinwan could react, a large shadow loomed over her head.
Her wrist was firmly grasped, and Ye Tinglan actually pushed her against the door!
Feng Yinwan's heart tightened, and her voice involuntarily weakened, "You… what do you want to do!"
Ye Tinglan looked down at her from above and felt a playful urge.
"Doesn't my Consort know my intentions?"
He deliberately lowered his neck slightly, his warm breath escaping his lips as they moved and touching her ear.
Feng Yinwan's body trembled with excitement, and the heat on her face felt as if it would explode.
I know your ghost! Let me go quickly!
What came out of her mouth was a good-natured persuasion, "Your Highness, please calm down! Think of Miss Qin. For my sake, it's not worth it!"
Knowing that she was repeatedly mentioning Qin Rulian to deliberately dampen his mood, Ye Tinglan narrowed his eyes, and a hint of displeasure stirred within him.
"Feng Yinwan, did a donkey kick your brain?"
"I've already said that Rulian and I are just siblings. If you dare to babble again, I'll shut your mouth!"
Feng Yinwan always yielded to softness and resisted hardness.
Seeing him threatening her fiercely, she was no longer afraid.
"You resort to threats when you can't argue. Even a three-year-old isn't this childish. I don't know how you became the God of War, did you get in through the back door?"
She muttered quietly, but her words reached Ye Tinglan's ears word for word.
Ye Tinglan's thin lips pursed heavily, and he immediately grabbed her collar.
Feng Yinwan's heart tightened.
"Your Highness! I am crude and ill-mannered, and unlearned. Please, do not mistreat yourself!"
"A man who doesn't cherish himself is like rotten cabbage. A man's chastity is most important. Without chastity, no woman will want to marry you!"
Ye Tinglan's handsome face turned cold, and he threw her onto the bed, "Shut up!"