He had come in a hurry precisely for this matter, but by chance, he had stumbled upon the Prince spitting blood and fainting. That was what had delayed him.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tinglan finally stopped his actions.
He reached out and took the secret letter. After a few moments of reading, his expression grew even more somber.
Qi Xuan dared not say more. He only hoped that the Prince could be distracted and would not grieve excessively.
Unexpectedly, the moment the secret letter was folded, he saw a hint of sorrow in the Prince's eyes again... and guilt?
His heart tensed once more. Unexpectedly, Ye Tinglan reached out and handed the secret letter over. Qi Xuan was slightly stunned and respectfully accepted it.
...
Ever since she recognized that the female corpse was not Feng Yinwan, Yu Ping's heart had immediately felt much lighter.
Therefore, when she saw Qi Xuan ordering the female corpse to be loaded onto the carriage, her heart remained calm and undisturbed.
However, having experienced such great sorrow and joy, such highs and lows, her heart was complex, and she couldn't help but worry about Feng Yinwan's current situation.
Miss's arrangement must have meant she had already planned a way out.
But after faking her death, she naturally could not appear publicly again. She wondered if it was convenient for her to move around, and if she had anyone accompanying her...
Her thoughts drifted away with the wind. Just as she was wiping her tears, a figure suddenly descended nearby.
That area was covered in darkness. If someone hadn't come specifically, it would have been difficult to notice any movement.
This person... seemed to be coming for her?
Looking up warily, the approaching figure revealed himself to be Feng Wuxi.
Yu Ping was slightly startled, and her heart immediately tensed.
Her impression of Feng Wuxi was not good at all.
Earlier, in Jiangzhou, this person had abducted Miss from the inn. Fortunately, Miss was clever enough to escape.
This time, in Jinzhou, it was also this person who had snatched Miss from Xu Yunxiao's home at night, forcing her and Miss to be separated.
Of course, the most crucial point was that he was the Pavilion Master of Wuxi Pavilion, Feng Yun's master!
They were definitely just as unlikeable!
Despite her dislike, Yu Ping did not dare to show it in the slightest.
Not knowing Feng Wuxi's intention in seeking her out, she hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"What is this..."
As soon as she spoke, like Feng Yinwan, there was a hint of defiance.
Feng Wuxi raised an eyebrow and spoke.
"I was entrusted by someone to find you."
Seeing that she had been wiping tears just now, he assumed she was heartbroken over Feng Yinwan's matter.
Unexpectedly, the moment she heard his words, the maid's eyes suddenly lit up with joy.
Hmm...
He wasn't mistaken; it was indeed joy!
Not only was her face happy, but her voice also sounded overjoyed.
"It's Miss! Miss sent you to find me, didn't she?"
She knew it, Miss wouldn't just abandon her!
Her tone was so certain that even Feng Wuxi was a little stunned.
He immediately curved his lips with interest.
Could this be what they called, a master and servant united in heart?
Looking at her face full of joy, he immediately had a mischievous thought.
"Your Miss?"
His tone was practically naked mockery.
"Your Miss has already fallen off a cliff and died. Didn't you personally see the corpse? What, you don't believe it?"
He was confident that he had done a flawless job. This question was purely to gauge her reaction.
Unexpectedly, Yu Ping solemnly shook her head upon hearing this.
"That wasn't my Miss! My Miss's foot is an inch smaller than that woman's. I can be sure of this!"
After speaking, she looked up at him again, her expression serious and resolute.
"You, a dignified Pavilion Master, are willing to be entrusted by someone to come here, so the person who entrusted you must have some credibility."
"Miss had previously treated your sister's illness, so this must be her intention."
Feng Wuxi had never expected that she had already seen through it.
He nodded, and his gaze towards her immediately held a hint of approval.
"Not bad. As expected of Feng Yinwan's maid."
To discern the truth from an inch difference in shoe size, he was momentarily unsure whether to praise her meticulousness or to reflect on his own lack of understanding of Feng Yinwan.
Yu Ping only heard the confirmation in his words.
She immediately became elated. "Did Miss really ask you to find me? Where is Miss now? Is she alright?"
Feng Wuxi nodded. "She is fine."
Hearing him say this in person, the heavy stone in Yu Ping's heart finally fell.
"That's good then."
As long as Miss was fine, that was good.
Seeing her relax so easily and not ask further questions about the reasons, Feng Wuxi frowned.
"Don't you want to ask why?"
She had been kept in the dark about this matter from beginning to end. Was she not curious?
Yu Ping's small face stiffened, and she spoke logically.
"Miss's arrangement naturally has her reasons. Since she didn't tell me, it means I don't need to know about this matter."
"What I hope for is only that Miss can be safe and sound. Nothing more."
Feng Wuxi found it almost laughable after hearing her.
"No wonder you can be master and servant."
He then sobered up and said, "The place she is going to is uncertain. It is not safe to bring you along."
"Her intention is for me to temporarily bring you back to Wuxi Pavilion."
With Feng Yinwan gone, if she, a maid, were to return to the capital alone, she might still suffer more grievances.
Staying in Wuxi Pavilion was the best arrangement.
Unexpectedly, Yu Ping pondered for half a moment and then shook her head at him.
"No, I want to go back to the capital."