His eyes were more gossipy than they could be, but Feng Yinwan was stunned when she heard him.
Did they come for this?
Ye Tingyun pressed on, "What's wrong? I see Third Brother still holding a sword, is it yours?"
It was better if he hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as he did, Feng Yinwan started to get angry again.
What did that scoundrel say when he took the sword just now?
She didn't deserve to use it?!
He had clearly promised to let her choose, but now he was doing something so confusing!
Her red lips pursed, and Feng Yinwan's pretty face turned cold.
"Since you're so curious, why don't you go and ask your good Third Brother yourself!"
Ye Tingyun wanted to, but he didn't dare.
Before he could ask further, Feng Yinwan had already taken out a prescription from her waist and thrown it at him.
"This is a new prescription. Get Imperial Physician Jiang to replace it when you get back. This Princess is not in the mood to treat patients today."
The implication was, you're busy, get lost.
Ye Tingyun was not willing to give up.
"Hey, you haven't answered me yet..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yinwan's sharp gaze flew over. Ye Tingyun shivered and suddenly remembered—
This woman could now do martial arts!
"Cough... What I meant was, girls getting angry affects their beauty. Although you are already very beautiful, you should still control yourself appropriately... No, no, no, I'll leave right now!"
He said, grabbed Jiang Rumeng's sleeve, and immediately strode out.
Feng Yinwan narrowed her eyes and turned directly back into the room.
As lunchtime approached, Feng Yiyi brought people to visit again, pretending to be concerned.
"Eldest Sister, are you still angry?"
Feng Yinwan glanced at her, her eyes involuntarily turning cold.
Song Qingan was not someone who would break the rules. Even if he stayed at the mansion, he would never come to the back courtyard without a good reason.
He had just helped this morning, and after Ye Tinglan questioned her, Feng Yiyi rushed in. If she said she had nothing to do with this, it would be a lie even to ghosts!
Feng Yinwan sneered, "What, do you have something to say?"
Feng Yiyi's face showed a look of grievance when she heard this.
"Eldest Sister, why do you have to be so sharp? I just came to comfort you with good intentions!"
If Feng Yiyi could be well-intentioned, then pigs could climb trees.
Seeing Feng Yinwan's scrutinizing gaze, unwilling to speak, Feng Yiyi bit her lip.
"Eldest Sister, the Prince was so angry this morning, he must have misunderstood something. Aren't you going to... explain it to him?"
The anger that Feng Yinwan had suppressed surged up again.
"Do you live by the sea? Why are you so nosy."
"If you have this much free time, why not spend more effort teaching the people around you well, so they don't come out and embarrass themselves."
The matter of Biyun was always a thorn in Feng Yiyi's side.
According to her nature, she should have been provoked in an instant, but unexpectedly, Feng Yiyi smiled instead of getting angry when she heard this.
"Eldest Sister, I am also considering your relationship with the Prince!"
"It's true that Prince Mo was a bit impulsive in this matter. It's understandable that you're angry and don't want to explain. As a sister, I naturally side with you."
This made Feng Yinwan a little confused.
"Feng Yiyi, what are you up to?"
"Eldest Sister just doesn't believe me."
Her eyes immediately turned red, and she looked truly wronged.
Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows slightly, letting her sob awkwardly for a moment, without comment.
Feng Yiyi wiped away her tears, her eyes flashing subtly, and then asked tentatively.
"Eldest Sister, I think your martial arts are very powerful. Did Prince Mo teach you?"
Seeing the way Ye Tinglan took away the sword today, she was almost certain that this bitch's martial arts were taught by him.
Ye Tinglan was a God of War. If this bitch continued to learn, what would happen!
She dragged everything back to Ye Tinglan. Feng Yinwan frowned slightly, then heard her speak again.
"I've heard that Young Master Song is a talented young man and is also very skilled. Coincidentally, he is in the mansion now. Why doesn't Eldest Sister ask him for some pointers? It's better than... being angry with Prince Mo."
After all that, this was what she wanted to say.
Feng Yiyi's eyes were wide open, with "scheming" written all over her face.
Feng Yinwan glanced at her, and her red lips curved in a smile.
"Okay, but Young Master Song is your husband after all. In that case... are you sure you don't mind?"
Feng Yiyi didn't consider Song Qingan her husband.
"Eldest Sister, what are you talking about? Yiyi is not a petty person. As long as you are happy, that's all that matters."
"It's decided then. I'll go talk to Young Master Song. Eldest Sister, just wait with peace of mind!"
She left with satisfaction, and Feng Yinwan, using the time for lunch, had already brought him here.
Feng Yiyi walked with great strides, her pace quick and airy. Song Qingan followed closely behind, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Yuping did not know about this and was still stunned.
"Second Miss, what are you doing?"
Song Qingan was an outsider, how could he always run to the young lady's courtyard!
Unexpectedly, Feng Yiyi didn't even lift her eyelids when she heard this and directly brought him inside.
"I'm here to find Eldest Sister."
"Hey, Second Miss..."
Yuping wanted to stop her, but she was pushed aside by her, staggering back.
"Eldest Sister, I've invited Young Master Song for you."
Feng Yiyi shouted as she entered the room. Hearing this, Feng Yinwan raised her beautiful eyes from behind the teacup.
"Miss."
Yuping finally caught up. Feng Yinwan gave her a reassuring look and nodded.
"Second Sister is truly thoughtful. She has invited Young Master Song so quickly."
Assuming this was praise for herself, Feng Yiyi nodded without politeness.
"I naturally care about Eldest Sister's affairs."
Then she looked at Song Qingan on the side, "Young Master Song, I don't know anything about swordplay, so I won't stay and disturb you. You must teach Eldest Sister well!"
Seeing that Feng Yinwan had not refused, Song Qingan nodded hesitantly.
"Please rest assured, Second Miss."
Feng Yiyi nodded with satisfaction, "Eldest Sister, I'll go back now."
Feng Yinwan nodded, "Yuping, see Second Miss out."
"Miss?"
Yuping was a little stunned.
Miss had always disliked Second Miss. What was going on today?
And Second Miss, her reaction was too strange.
Feng Yiyi naturally didn't want her to follow, so she waved her hand, "No need to trouble yourself, I'll go back by myself."
She said, and then turned to leave. Feng Yinwan's beautiful eyes flickered, and she turned back to Song Qingan.
"Young Master Song, this Princess has something I need your help with."
This tone made Song Qingan slightly startled, and he immediately said solemnly, "As the Princess commands."
Outside the embroidered pavilion.
As soon as she left the courtyard gate, Feng Yiyi turned her feet and hid by the door.
There was a gap in the doorframe. Seeing that no one was around, she bent down and leaned against it, quietly looking into the courtyard.
Not long after, Feng Yinwan and Song Qingan walked out of the room one after another.
Feng Yinwan's sword had been taken away, so she had to use Song Qingan's temporarily. They shared a sword, and quickly let go of their reservations.
"Princess, be careful!"
Song Qingan's sword was not as easy to use. As Feng Yinwan turned her wrist, the sword slipped from her hand and almost cut her forearm.
In a moment of urgency, Song Qingan had to wave his hand to block it.
From Feng Yiyi's perspective, this movement looked like Feng Yinwan was being embraced by him.
Feng Yiyi's eyes widened, and the hand gripping the door frame tightened.
"This bitch is doing it on purpose, isn't she? She's really good at seducing men!"