A stunned silence, then a clamor erupted around them.
"What's going on… Divine Doctor Jiang is the Prince of Mo's consort?!"
Having resided in the Wuxi Pavilion for over a month, Feng Yinwan had meticulously concealed her identity. With Feng Wuxi present daily, no one had noticed anything amiss.
But now, looking at her, it was undeniably a woman's face!
Moreover… some of them who had previously attempted assassination had seen her with their own eyes!
Xu Chuzi and Feng Yun, standing closest, stared at her, their expressions clearly shattered.
Feng Yinwan stiffened, her scalp tingling.
Ye Tingyan, on the other hand, was ecstatic, holding a solid piece of evidence.
"Didn't expect this, did you? Hmph, speaking of which, it's all thanks to that time in Jiangzhou. You were also with Feng Wuxi then, weren't you!"
He was referring to the secret auction in Jiangzhou.
Back then, he had approached Feng Wuxi, and the person accompanying him was this "Jiang Wan." Furthermore, this "Jiang Wan" had also stayed at the same inn during the secret auction, and the guard by her side strongly resembled Qi Xuan.
If his informant hadn't secretly reported this matter when he went to the inn that day, he might not have connected the dots!
"Consort of Mo has disappeared, and Father Emperor and the Empress Dowager have ordered her to be found at all costs. Feng Wuxi, you dare to hide her here, what great audacity you have!"
The moment these words fell, the gates of the manor were breached, and cavalry poured in.
Ye Tingyan sneered, his lips curling, and spoke mockingly.
"Pity my good third brother, who even lent you the Cold Armor Cavalry. He probably doesn't know about this matter yet!"
Given Ye Tinglan's personality, if he knew this woman was here, he would never let it slide.
The clang of armor resounded, and Ye Tingyan's men were instantly surrounded. Beyond them, the outer perimeter of the manor was already enveloped by cavalry. Ye Tingyan was trapped, unable to escape, yet he held a pair of wings in his hand.
"Hurry and do as I demand, or it's a fight to the death, and this woman will accompany you to your doom!"
The sleeve dagger was cold and sharp, and Feng Yinwan's delicate neck instantly bore a bloody mark.
A cold, sinister darkness surged across Feng Wuxi's face. After a long moment, he finally spoke.
"Prepare the horses."
"Pavilion Master!"
His subordinate was unwilling to give up.
Ye Tingyan had persecuted the Wuxi Pavilion for a long time. Now, the Pavilion Master had allied with the Prince of Mo, and the evidence that made the Emperor wary had already been submitted. They had finally trapped him, how could they let him go like this!
Feng Wuxi, however, replied with a chilling, unyielding voice.
"Go!"
In less than half an hour, two swift horses were prepared. Ye Tingyan glanced at his men still trapped, but without the slightest hesitation, he mounted the horse with Feng Yinwan.
Her hands were bound, and Feng Yinwan was still unable to move. Seeing her eyes fixed on the other horse, Ye Tingyan immediately warned her sternly.
"Don't even think of any crooked ideas. I won't be like Ye Tinglan and leave you any room to maneuver!"
Feng Yinwan's brow furrowed. What did that bastard Ye Tinglan have to do with this? Before she could even consider it, Ye Tingyan gave her no chance to hesitate. He tightened his grip on the horse's belly with his knees and urged it forward. The horse immediately shot out like an arrow from a bow.
Even the fastest ordinary horses couldn't match the warhorses of the cavalry, but Feng Wuxi was somewhat restrained for her safety.
Feng Yinwan sat calmly on the horse's back, completely unperturbed.
It would take at least another quarter of an hour to reach the foot of the mountain. When Ye Tingyan mounted the horse earlier, she had already poisoned him. Fifteen minutes was enough for the poison to take effect and for her to turn the tables.
They swiftly exited the manor. The cavalry guarding outside were bewildered and were about to take action when Feng Wuxi, pursuing them with his lightness kung fu, called out to stop them.
"Wait, don't harm her!"
The men did not recognize Feng Yinwan, but seeing that Ye Tingyan had taken a hostage, they had no choice but to step aside.
The horse broke through the encirclement unimpeded. Ye Tingyan glanced back at Feng Wuxi and warned him menacingly.
"Pavilion Master Feng, you're a smart man, don't follow!"
The moment he spoke, a sudden numbness spread through his forearm. Ye Tingyan quickly looked back, only to see that a silver needle had been pricked into his right hand, which was gripping the reins.
And the rope that had been tied to Feng Yinwan's hands had already come undone!
"You woman!"
Giving him no chance to react, Feng Yinwan's slender white fingertips gripped his left wristbone and exerted force. The sleeve dagger immediately dropped.
Simultaneously, the blood and qi in Ye Tingyan's body surged, and the poison began to take effect.
"Damn it!"
Feng Yinwan's silver needles continued to fall. Knowing he wore a protective vest, she specifically targeted its weaker points.
His left wristbone was dislocated, and his right hand had an acupuncture point pricked. His hand felt as useless as a废物. Killing intent flared in Ye Tingyan's crimson eyes. He threw a palm strike without regard for anything else, his target being her abdomen!
"Ugh…"
On the horse's back, Feng Yinwan had nowhere to dodge. The moment the palm strike landed, intense pain shot through both of them.
This strike injured her by eight hundred, and himself by a thousand.
Black blood spilled from Ye Tingyan's lips, but he did not forget to ferociously hurl her off the horse.
"How dare you scheme against this king, you will all die!"