Qin Rulian was respectful before Feng Yinwan, but that didn't mean she would give face to Madam Yu and Feng Yiyi.
"Madam Yu and Second Miss Feng do not represent the General's Estate, do they?"
Rolling her eyes subtly, she led her people away.
Madam Yu, hearing this, widened her eyes and shouted at her retreating back.
"What do you mean!"
"Hiss—"
Her grip tightened, hitting a tender spot on Feng Yiyi, who immediately grimaced in pain.
"Mother!"
Seeing this, Madam Yu quickly loosened her hold.
"Oh, there, there, it's alright now."
Applying medicine to Feng Yiyi was the top priority.
She quickly supported Feng Yiyi and headed inside, but after only a few steps, she bumped into Feng Yinwan coming out of the front hall. Their eyes met, and both were clearly startled.
Having gone through the ordeal of prison, Feng Yiyi had inevitably suffered some physical pain, but her swift return was still somewhat beyond Feng Yinwan's expectations.
"Madam Yu is truly capable, bringing Second Sister back in less than half a day. At this speed, the official's case file probably isn't even written yet."
Was Feng Yiyi holding an umbrella? And such a good quality umbrella?
Her pretty face turned cold, her eyes filled with frost. Unexpectedly, Feng Yiyi weakly looked up at her, forced herself to bow respectfully.
"Eldest Sister, I truly know I was wrong."
"You've found the Ice-Snow Jade Skin Cream, and I've already received thirty boards in prison. If you'll spare me this matter now."
Her words made it seem as though she was truly afraid.
Feng Yinwan raised an eyebrow, and Madam Yu, standing beside her, spoke indignantly.
"The official judgment document will be delivered soon. Yiyi has already suffered enough, and you still refuse to let it go!"
"Mother, if you say any more..."
Feng Yiyi was stopping Madam Yu?
This was indeed interesting.
Feng Yinwan curled her lips and directly moved aside, clearing the path.
"Since it's the judgment of the Capital Prefecture, I, this Princess Consort, naturally have no objections. Second Sister's injuries indeed cannot be delayed. Madam Yu, please hurry."
Madam Yu shot her a hateful glance and, supporting Feng Yiyi, went directly to the backyard.
Yuping returned with the sour plum and lychee drink and was startled to see Feng Yiyi.
"Miss, Second Miss she..."
She had only been in there for half a day. The Capital Prefecture's handling of this was too dismissive of Miss!
Feng Yinwan's expression was calm. Her beautiful eyes swept over the tray in Yuping's hand, and her red lips curved faintly.
"Take it back to the Embroidered Pavilion. We'll drink it slowly."
Yuping hesitated and nodded. "Yes."
Feng Yinwan had spent a long time searching the estate in the morning but found no trace related to the Western Regions.
Yuping brought in lunch and saw her still lost in thought over the hairpin. She spoke cautiously.
"Miss, have you thought of anything?"
Feng Yinwan looked up, her fair fingertips lightly tapping the rim of the porcelain cup, her beautiful eyes fixed.
"I ordered people to search again this morning. Madam Yu's courtyard indeed showed no abnormalities. Now, there is only one place left that we haven't entered."
"Where is that?"
"Father's study."
The study of Old General Feng contained many military secrets and was strictly off-limits to unauthorized entry. After setting out on the campaign, the study door had already been locked.
Yuping frowned.
"Miss, you suspect... Madam Yu hid the privately embezzled items in Master's study?"
"But you don't even have the key to Master's study door. How could Madam Yu have entered?"
Theoretically, it was indeed unlikely.
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips, her eyelashes drooping.
"We'll talk about this later."
The matter of sword practice could not be neglected for a day.
Based on the principle of "once learned, it's my own," after her midday rest, Feng Yinwan took out her personal sword.
When she had originally chosen this sword, a large part of her decision was based on the row of gems on it.
However, after using it for several days, she found the sword to be very light and handy, making her reluctant to part with it.
After practicing a few moves, the scorching heat outside had subsided. Feng Yinwan took her sword outside. Unexpectedly, just as she had started two moves, the courtyard gate was pushed open.
Feng Yiyi entered with difficulty, still wrapped in thick layers of bandages. As she faced the sharp sword edge, she clearly flinched.
"Eld... Eldest Sister."
Feng Yinwan sheathed her sword and glanced at her indifferently. "What are you doing here?"
Feng Yiyi's eyes darted slightly, and she lowered her head further. "What happened before was my fault. I've come to apologize to you."
Apologize?
"Feng Yiyi, did I hear that correctly?"
Did the sun rise in the west today?
Feng Yiyi bit her lip. "Eldest Sister, I was indeed wrong before. I shouldn't have been blinded by jealousy towards you. I truly know my mistakes now."
Her submissive demeanor was somewhat familiar.
Feng Yinwan raised an eyebrow.
What a coincidence, she had just seen it on that little white lotus a couple of days ago.
"Then how do you plan to make amends?"
Unprepared for her bluntness, Feng Yiyi was taken aback and immediately struggled to respond.
"Eld... Eldest Sister, how do you want me to?"
"Feng Yiyi, you've come to apologize to this Princess Consort, and now you're asking me? I don't think you're sincere either."
"Of course not!"
Feng Yiyi was in a hurry and almost revealed her true nature.
Biting her lip, she seemed to make up her mind and spoke again.
"Eldest Sister, I've thought it through."
"Fourth Prince is frivolous and dissolute, indeed not a good match. I am willing to follow Father's wishes and properly associate with Young Master Song, and no longer have contact with him."
This statement indeed left Feng Yinwan somewhat bewildered.
"What, you didn't think much of Song Qing'an before. Did you suddenly have a change of heart after spending a night in prison?"
Feng Yiyi valued being a Princess Consort more than her life. How could she give up so easily?
Unexpectedly, Feng Yiyi's body trembled upon hearing this, and she even began to cry.
"Eldest Sister, why must you say such things..."
"After what happened yesterday, the Fourth Prince never showed his face from beginning to end, which shows he's not sincere with me... It's only because of this that I've come to see clearly and am returning to the right path."
The one who got her out wasn't Ye Tingyu?
Feng Yinwan's delicate eyebrows rose almost imperceptibly.
She had initially thought Ye Tingyu was going along with the flow, giving Madam Yu some face, but she hadn't expected...
Things were indeed getting more and more interesting.
"It's good that you can see clearly. This is considered a blessing in disguise, and your suffering in prison was not in vain."
"Mm-hmm."
Feng Yiyi nodded in agreement, paused, and then weakly spoke again.
"Eldest Sister, I was disrespectful to Master Song before. As an apology, I'd like to invite him to stay at the estate for a few days to cultivate our relationship. What do you think?"
Allowing an unrelated man to stay at the estate for a few days was undoubtedly signaling to outsiders that the marriage was set.
Unsure of what she was up to, Feng Yinwan nodded with interest.
"Certainly. If you can think this way, I, your Eldest Sister, naturally support it."
Feng Yiyi nodded. "Thank you, Eldest Sister."
Not wanting to speak with her any further, Feng Yinwan turned directly and began practicing her sword.
Her movements were swift, and Feng Yiyi felt a surge of fear. She wisely retreated.
Feng Yinwan knew she was going to invite Song Qing'an, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
During dinner, she saw Song Qing'an in the front courtyard.
Feng Yiyi had limited mobility, and Bi Yun had already been sold off, so the responsibility of supporting her fell to Song Qing'an.
The two walked towards them, their steps synchronized and slow, appearing somewhat affectionate.
Upon seeing her, Feng Yiyi immediately spoke.
"Eldest Sister!"