When Ye Tinglan woke up, a fluffy head was nestled against his arm by the bedside. He slightly raised his ink-dark eyes and met Feng Yinwan's sleeping face. His body instantly tensed.
This woman…
Last night's events flashed before his eyes like an illusion. A fine pain coursed through his body, and Ye Tinglan's thin lips immediately tightened.
The Han Guang Jue was indeed potent.
Just as he was about to get up, he had only pulled his arm out halfway when the person by the bed frowned.
Before he could react, the door to the room was pushed open.
Qi Xuan entered with a teacup in hand and his eyes immediately lit up when he saw Ye Tinglan already sitting up on the bed.
"Your Highness?!"
He quickly stepped forward, but before he could say another word, he was stopped by his prince's slightly cold gaze.
Realizing something, he nodded and immediately lowered his voice.
"Your Highness has finally woken. Last night you were struck by a cold poison, which was extremely dangerous. The Princess Consort stayed by your side without changing her clothes and only fell asleep this morning."
The implication was that this woman had guarded him all night.
Ye Tinglan's body stiffened at the words.
His gaze swept over the dark circles under Feng Yinwan's eyes, a flicker of tenderness in his expression, but his voice was cold.
"What I was struck by was the Han Guang Jue."
"Han Guang Jue?!"
Qi Xuan inwardly startled.
The Wuxi Pavilion was filled with assassins who were skilled in unorthodox arts. This Han Guang Jue was the unique secret technique cultivated by its pavilion master, Feng Wuxi.
No wonder it was so insidious!
He pursed his lips and hesitated before speaking, "Your Highness, last night, it was all thanks to the Princess Consort."
The weight of these words was self-evident.
A ripple of emotion crossed Ye Tinglan's face, vanishing as quickly as it appeared.
"Mm."
Seeing this, Qi Xuan said no more. He discreetly placed the teacup down and turned to leave.
Her body felt extremely weak and sore, and Feng Yinwan unconsciously hummed twice. She then felt a weight land on her shoulder, which was then enveloped in warmth.
She wanted to open her eyes, but the drowsiness was overwhelming. Her consciousness sank, and she fell asleep again.
For some reason, this sleep felt even more peaceful and comfortable, as if she wasn't lying by the bedside, but on a soft couch!
Thinking this, she subconsciously reached out to touch.
Hmm, it was indeed soft…
Wait, soft?!
Her consciousness snapped awake abruptly, and Feng Yinwan opened her eyes.
Her vision was met by a sky-blue canopy. What she was lying on was undoubtedly a huangli wood couch, and the person who had been lying there was Ye Tinglan.
The bedroom was so clean there wasn't even a shadow of a person. Feng Yinwan's heart sank, and she immediately got up to go outside.
She pushed open the door and came face-to-face with Qi Xuan, who was guarding the side. She pulled him over and blurted out,
"It's not good, Your Highness, Your Highness is gone!"
Ye Tinglan's cold poison had not yet subsided. Where could he, a comatose person, have gone? Someone must have tampered with things from the shadows!
Seeing that he was still standing there blankly, Feng Yinwan frowned, "What are you still staring at? Quickly order people to search for him!"
Qi Xuan was stunned. He opened his mouth but no sound came out. He merely pointed cautiously to the side.
Feng Yinwan turned her head in suspicion and saw a figure in dark robes standing by the stone steps, as still as ink. The cold aura around him made even the flowers and grass retreat. And those ink-dark eyes were currently fixed on her. Her words had clearly been heard without missing a beat!
When did he wake up?
Slightly taken aback, her expression froze. She was so embarrassed she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
As if on cue, Qi Xuan let out a smiling reminder,
"Princess Consort, there's no need to worry. When His Highness woke up, he feared disturbing your rest, so he went to the courtyard to wait. He hasn't gone missing."
Feng Yinwan: I'll give you five yuan, shut up, immediately, right now!
As she was flustered, Ye Tinglan had already walked closer, and Qi Xuan understood immediately.
"The Princess Consort has just woken up, she must be hungry too. This subordinate will go to the kitchen to arrange a meal."
With that, he darted out. Feng Yinwan was speechless. She wanted to return to her room, but her wrist was already being held.
"Last night…"
Ye Tinglan's thin lips pursed, and a rare struggle appeared on his stern face.
If she couldn't avoid it, she had to face it head-on.
Feng Yinwan raised an eyebrow, "Last night Your Highness was besieged by assassins and was struck by cold poison. It was merely a small effort on my part, not worth mentioning."
Ye Tinglan was somewhat displeased with her flippant tone.
He furrowed his brows and said earnestly, "Yesterday at the Jingzhao Mansion, my words were too harsh."
Feng Yinwan had already prepared herself to argue with him, but this sudden turn of events caught her off guard.
She pursed her lips, still feigning toughness, "Your Highness needn't blame yourself. It was my fault. I am ashamed and dare not accept your apology."
"Feng Yinwan."
Ye Tinglan was somewhat annoyed by her sharp tone. He tightened his grip on her hand slightly but said nothing more.
The atmosphere grew tense, and they stood frozen at the doorway, neither willing to yield.
Before their patience ran out, the door to the main courtyard was pushed open.
Yuping led Jiang Rumuo in. She was slightly surprised to see Ye Tinglan awake.
"Miss, Imperial Physician Jiang has been invited."
At this hour, the imperial consorts should be paying their respects to the Empress Dowager. Fetching him back so early must have been for his poisoning.
Feng Yinwan nodded and tried to pull her hand away, but Ye Tinglan's grip tightened.
His ink-dark eyes cast a cold glance at her, and he said indifferently, "My body is fine."
Fine?
Trapped by him, Feng Yinwan could still see his lips were slightly pale from her angle.
On such an important matter, he was still being stubborn and refusing treatment!
The corners of her lips twitched, and she poked her head out.
"Imperial Physician Jiang, please come in quickly!"
Ye Tinglan furrowed his brows and his ink-dark eyes looked down at her, with a hint of warning.
Feng Yinwan ignored him. Unable to break free, she simply pulled him in that position towards Jiang Rumuo.
"Please trouble Imperial Physician Jiang to diagnose Your Highness."
"Feng Yinwan, stop being so unreasonable."
Ye Tinglan twisted his wrist, pulling her hand behind his back. "I said, my body is fine."
Jiang Rumuo, having spent a long time in the palace, naturally knew that he did not trust him. He pursed his lips and nodded respectfully.
"Please rest assured, Your Highness. This humble subject will strictly adhere to medical ethics and will not reveal a single word to the outside world."
Ye Tinglan's ink-dark eyes narrowed slightly. Before he could refuse, his wrist was firmly grasped by Feng Yinwan.
Ye Tinglan himself had transferred his inner energy to her. Now, it was strenuous for him to suppress the cold poison in his body with his inner energy, and he was unable to break free for a moment. He could only glare warningly.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yinwan glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, a hint of unconscious coquetry in them.
"What are you dithering about, like a big man? Imperial Physician Jiang has been treating Prince Yun's heart condition for a long time, and he has also detoxified me from the Wuxi Pavilion's poison, so he is naturally trustworthy."
Unable to sway her, Ye Tinglan's cold expression deepened, and he fell silent.
Feng Yinwan directly made the decision, "Imperial Physician Jiang, please proceed."
Jiang Rumuo nodded and respectfully placed his hand on Ye Tinglan's pulse.
He had already anticipated the diagnosis, but he did not expect Jiang Rumuo to ponder for a moment before saying only two words—Zishen.
Feng Yinwan was stunned by this.
Earlier, when she was poisoned, the Zishen in Ye Tingyun's hand had already been stolen by the Wuxi Pavilion. Now, to resolve Ye Tinglan's poison, Zishen was still needed?