"Young lady, malaria is highly contagious. No one is allowed to leave without Prince Mo's permission. Please cooperate!"
"What nonsense about malaria! I'm perfectly healthy, not sick at all. Get out of my way, I want to return to the General's mansion now!"
Upon entering, Feng Yinwan winced at Feng Yiyi's shrill voice, rubbing her ears as she stepped forward.
"Where is second sister going?"
"Feng Yinwan?!"
Surprised to see her there, Feng Yiyi froze, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes.
"Is second sister delirious from illness? Dare to address this Princess Consort by name, have you forgotten your station?"
Seeing her use her status against her immediately after a long absence, Feng Yiyi's face turned ugly.
"Why is eldest sister here?"
She had been overjoyed to wake up and find herself no longer in the Jingzhao Prefecture prison, but her joy was short-lived when the guards at the door told her this was an isolation area outside the capital.
What kind of place was an isolation area? It was a place for the dying!
Feng Yinwan glanced at her with a slightly chilled gaze, her voice soft, "Malaria has broken out in the Jingzhao Prefecture prison and the military camp. This Princess Consort has been ordered by the Emperor to diagnose and treat here. Does second sister have any questions?"
"Malaria?!"
Feng Yiyi's face stiffened upon hearing this. "I don't have malaria. Why are you locking me up here? Let me go back quickly!"
Feng Yinwan raised an eyebrow, unmoved.
"Why does second sister think she was able to leave the Jingzhao Prefecture prison?"
"That's naturally because..."
Feng Yiyi instinctively started to retort, then suddenly realized something and stopped herself.
In an instant, her face turned ashen.
"It... it must be a mistake! I was fine in prison, I don't have malaria at all!"
Feng Yinwan said indifferently, "Feng Yiyi, this malaria was personally treated by this Princess Consort."
To Feng Yiyi, these words were tantamount to saying that Feng Yinwan had caused her to contract the malaria.
"Stop pretending, you wouldn't be so kind!"
"You must hate me, so after sending me to prison, you wouldn't let me go. Feng Yinwan, you must have caused me to get this malaria!"
Anyone would be speechless at this point.
Before Feng Yinwan could speak, Qi Xuan stepped forward, sword in hand.
"Miss Feng the Second, please show some respect. The Princess Consort is an imperial envoy personally appointed by His Majesty. Your insubordination and disrespectful words are openly defying the Emperor's might!"
Even with ten times the courage, Feng Yiyi would not dare.
"Envoy... Imperial Envoy?"
She murmured, then immediately sank back down. In an instant, her eyes filled with intense hatred again.
Damn it, this bitch actually became an imperial envoy! How dare she!
Feng Yinwan glanced at her calmly and smiled.
"Since Miss Feng the Second has awakened, please have the imperial physicians attend to you. You are not to leave this tent even half a step until your condition has fully recovered."
She turned to leave. Feng Yiyi's hope of leaving was shattered. She stared in the direction Feng Yinwan had gone, her nails digging fiercely into her palms.
After being fussed over by a group of imperial physicians, Feng Yinwan made the rounds of each tent and finally returned to her own with a sigh.
Ye Tinglan was in the tent dealing with military affairs. Seeing her return, his stern eyebrows lifted from the document.
"How was it?"
He was asking about the results of her inspection.
Feng Yinwan hesitated slightly, then nodded. "It's quite good. The prescription from last night has taken effect. If we can stop the spread of the illness, it won't be difficult to cure."
Ye Tinglan nodded slightly upon hearing this, his dark eyes returning to the scroll.
The two of them squeezed into the same tent. Once it became quiet, the atmosphere turned somewhat subtle.
Feng Yinwan stole a glance at him and then busied herself with her medicinal herbs.
She was so engrossed that after a long while, a clear voice drifted from above her, making Feng Yinwan realize that he had stood behind her at some point.
Their eyes met. Ye Tinglan leaned down, his arm encircling her slender waist, his sharp features softening slightly.
"Are you hungry? Shall I have someone bring some pastries?"
She had eaten well last night and hadn't felt hungry this morning, but hearing him say this now, her stomach did feel a bit empty.
Feng Yinwan nodded. Just as she was about to speak, the tent flap was lifted.
"Brother Tinglan..."
Upon entering and seeing the scene, Qin Rulian's hand, holding a porcelain bowl, trembled, and her steps visibly faltered.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and she quickly suppressed the hint of jealousy. "Brother Tinglan, Princess Consort must be exhausted from treating patients. Rulian just stewed a bowl of shark's fin and happened to bring it over."
More tonics.
Feng Yinwan subtly raised her beautiful eyes. She neither accepted nor refused.
"Miss Qin is thoughtful. However, this Princess Consort must remind you that this isolation area is not the Mo Prince's manor. Moving about freely carries risks."
Malaria was a dreaded disease in ancient times, one that everyone feared.
Qin Rulian's expression changed slightly, and she lowered her gaze. "Thank you, Princess Consort, for the reminder. Rulian understands."
"This shark's fin has been stewing for a long time. It will taste better if the Princess Consort eats it while it's hot."
She stepped forward and placed the bowl down, her eyes fixed on Ye Tinglan, unwilling to look away.
Feng Yinwan was a little displeased.
"Your Highness, I see that Miss Qin seems to have something to say to you. Perhaps you could step out with her?"
This was akin to saying, "Get lost together."
Qin Rulian's face turned pale. Before she could protest, Ye Tinglan's voice cut in, a reprimand.
"Nonsense."
Although he was reprimanding her, there was no hint of coldness in his voice. In fact, he indulgently pulled her closer.
Qin Rulian's face turned green upon hearing this. She clenched her fingers tightly within her sleeves.
Just as she expected!
Her intuition was correct, Ye Tinglan was more doting towards this bitch than before!
She bit her lip hard, only to hear Ye Tinglan's cold voice.
"Rulian came to bring you shark's fin, what does that have to do with me? Do not speak such rubbish."
These words were another stab to Qin Rulian's heart.
Biting her lip, she forced a strained smile. "Brother Tinglan is right. It's all Rulian's fault for causing the Princess Consort to misunderstand."
Feng Yinwan glanced at her and smiled.
"It's alright, this Princess Consort forgives Miss Qin."
Unexpectedly, she had accepted so readily without any hesitation. Qin Rulian's face turned ashen.
"I will not disturb the Princess Consort and Brother Tinglan any further. Rulian will take her leave."
With that, she fled as if escaping and quickly went outside. Feng Yinwan let out a snort and pushed the porcelain bowl aside.
"This Consort wishes to eat yesterday's pastries. Are there any left?"
The isolation area was far outside the city, so food was naturally not as convenient. Yesterday's meals were specifically ordered by Ye Tinglan to be bought from the city.
Ye Tinglan indulged her without the slightest hesitation and nodded. "If you wish to eat them, then of course there are."
This answer was barely acceptable.
Feng Yinwan smiled, and the lingering anger in her heart dissipated.
Outside the tent, Qin Rulian quietly withdrew from the side of the tent, her eyes filled with vicious, wild, and intense hatred.
Bitch!
She was the one who should have been treated like this by Ye Tinglan!
It was all this bitch's fault for stealing him away from her!