The Han Jia Tie Qi, originally stationed at Wuxi Pavilion, were redeployed after Ye Tinglan faked his death and escaped.
Feng Wuxi, aware of the news from the capital, followed Ye Tinglan back. This trip, in addition to seeing Feng Yinwan, he had another matter to attend to.
"I've brought someone for you to see."
As he spoke, Feng Yinwan noticed someone hidden behind a screen.
She raised an eyebrow subtly, but Feng Wuxi remained unfazed, merely gesturing for her to look.
Feng Yinwan relented, put down her tea cup, and walked over. She pushed aside the screen, but then froze.
"Feng Yiyi?"
The atmosphere in the hall grew still at her exclamation. Old General Feng and Feng Jingyuan stood up to look, and both were momentarily stunned.
The person behind the screen was indeed Feng Yiyi, but her eyes were vacant, a stark contrast to her former self.
Feng Yinwan narrowed her beautiful eyes, then turned to Feng Wuxi and asked, "Where did you find her?"
After the Feng family was raided and Yu Shi died, Feng Yiyi had disappeared.
She vaguely knew that Feng Yiyi was implicated in the framing, but the deed was done. At the time, she was pregnant and preoccupied with her father and brother's affairs, leaving her no time to deal with her.
She had never expected to see her again.
Feng Wuxi took a sip of his tea, raising the cup slowly. "In Jinzhou."
"She was already insane when I found her. Judging by her appearance, she must have been hiding near the border. With the Yue Kingdom's invasion and the border falling, she had nowhere else to go and eventually ended up in Jinzhou."
Feng Yiyi was indeed mad.
Her tattered clothes barely covered her body. Her dark, rough skin was covered in scars—cracked, burned, slashed, whipped, and even some twisted, indescribable marks.
Feng Yinwan did not know what Feng Yiyi had endured after leaving the capital, but these obviously unpleasant experiences brought her no solace.
Evil doers meet their end. Feng Yiyi, deluded and self-destructive, deserved these hardships. However, the suffering endured by Old General Feng and Feng Jingyuan remained undiminished.
She should live on, enduring it all until her eventual death.
Feng Yinwan turned her gaze to Old General Feng beside her, silently awaiting his command.
After a moment of silence, a light sigh was heard. Old General Feng turned to her and said, "Send her to the ancestral hall."
After all, her surname was "Feng." Now that she was alive, it was not fitting to cast her out, and Feng Yinwan did not wish for her to die so easily.
Making her kneel daily in the ancestral hall to repent for her sins was a way.
Feng Yinwan nodded. "Father, I will make the arrangements."
Feng Wuxi did not linger. Seeing that Feng Yinwan had dealt with Feng Yiyi, he took his leave, stating he needed to return to Wuxi Pavilion.
Feng Yinwan escorted him out. When they reached the entrance of the Feng residence, he mentioned something else.
The medicinal pills she had sent earlier were not useless. Recently, Feng Yueli's pulse had stabilized, showing subtle signs of awakening.
Feng Yinwan was genuinely happy for him and immediately said she would visit Wuxi Pavilion to check on Feng Yueli again.
Feng Wuxi lowered his gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips, and readily agreed.
He then looked up at her, a hint of contemplation in his eyes. "Just you?"
Feng Yinwan paused, a sense of peaceful relief blooming in her eyes.
"With Chenchen."
Feng Wuxi nodded. His seemingly casual gaze rested on her, but his question was anything but.
"And no one else?"