Yú Píng saw this and knew she had a plan in mind. She nodded and followed her back to the room.
Although Yú Píng had been repeatedly refusing, Fèng Yínwǎn still pulled her along to rest in the bedroom. No one disturbed them outside, and the next day they slept until it was time for breakfast.
To be precise, they were woken up.
Fèng Yínwǎn was still asleep when the courtyard gate was suddenly pounded. Yú Píng seemed to react instinctively and sat up from the bed.
"Miss, someone's here!"
After saying this, she hastily got up, putting on her outer clothing while secretly feeling relieved.
Fortunately, the courtyard gate was still closed. If someone had gotten in and seen her and Miss sharing a bed, what would that look like!
The rustling sounds by her ears made Fèng Yínwǎn groggily open her eyes, press her forehead, and then close them again.
"No need to rush. It might be that brat Fèng Jìnchén."
If Yè Tīnglán were here, he probably would have climbed over the wall if he couldn't open the door. Since the commotion was still outside, it was likely Fèng Jìnchén.
Knowing she loved to sleep in, he’d specifically come early in the morning to bang on the door. The little guy must still be holding a grudge for Yě Jiàn getting him carried away last night!
She turned over, pretending not to hear.
Yú Píng paused in the action of putting on her shoes. She was stunned for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "Is it the young master?"
She had already heard Miss mention this last night, but she hadn't expected to meet him so soon, and she felt a bit uneasy.
"I'll go and see."
Just as Fèng Yínwǎn predicted, the person outside was banging on the door without speaking, clearly intending to wake her up.
Yú Píng quickly stepped forward and opened the door, only to see a beautifully carved little child.
The little ball of fluff pursed his lips, his eyes flickered, and his dark, round pupils were both shrewd and adorable, giving him a cute and mischievous appearance.
At a glance, she felt a sense of familiarity. Through the door, Yú Píng bowed slightly, her gaze meeting his.
"Greetings, young master."
Fèng Jìnchén was clearly caught off guard.
He hadn't expected a strange woman to come out. His small face tightened, and he immediately became wary.
"Who are you? Where's my mother?"
Didn't they say there was no one to serve here? Yě Jiàn, that liar, tricked him again!
Yú Píng didn't seem to mind the subtle hostility in his words.
She nodded and said, "I am Yú Píng, ordered by the Prince to serve the concubine. The concubine slept a bit late last night, so she has not yet risen."
Fèng Jìnchén only heard the first half of her sentence.
"Bad old King?"
Upon hearing that it was Yè Tīnglán's arrangement, his small face instantly darkened. He pushed Yú Píng aside with a bit of force and squeezed into the courtyard.
As he walked towards the courtyard, he didn't forget to warn her.
"I'm going to see Mother. Don't follow me."
He looked quite imposing when he was being fierce.
Yú Píng chuckled helplessly, replied, and followed him from a distance.
She reached the door of the room, but before she could even touch the door, the bedroom door opened before them.
Looking up, he met his mother's displeased gaze. Fèng Jìnchén blinked his eyes and sweetly called out, "Mother."
Fèng Yínwǎn glanced at him coldly, "You've come at this hour. Have you had breakfast?"
Fèng Jìnchén (with a sweet smile): "I came to ask Mother to go together."
Fèng Yínwǎn: I knew you little brat had no good intentions! The last time your mother ate breakfast with you was ages ago! You really tired me out last time!
Just as she was about to find an excuse to send him away, a figure flickered, and a black-robed person stepped in.
In his hand… was a lunchbox??
Fèng Yínwǎn looked up at the newcomer, her lips twitching.
Before she could speak, Yè Tīnglán's voice came from that direction.
"I've come to have breakfast with you."
After speaking, his gaze fell on her leg. His dark eyes lifted, curving slightly.
"Since Chénchén is also here, let's all eat together."