The surroundings were silent when Feng Yinwan awoke.
The despair from her dream was vivid, making her hesitant to open her eyes. However, the intense pain in her wrist forced her to look up.
What met her gaze was a stark crimson bloodstain against her fair wrist, a stark contrast to the bracelet that had once imprisoned her.
The bracelet was gone.
She hadn't traveled back. She was still in this world!
A moment of shock, and she immediately sat up from the bed. In a daze, she recalled the person who had held her tightly in her dream and walked out in a state of distress.
Luo Qingyi had just returned from the prison and encountered her as she emerged from the Jinxiang Pavilion. His face trembled, and he quickly strode forward.
"Wan'er, you're awake...!"
Unlike the lifeless body lying on the bed a few days ago.
She was truly awake now, standing before him alive and well!
Feng Yinwan nodded, her eyes also welling up with warmth.
"Uncle."
Luo Qingyi responded and was about to pull her back into the palace.
Feng Yinwan looked at him with a hint of hesitation. "Uncle, did he come? Where is he now?"
Although she hadn't seen him in person, she was certain that the person in her dream was Ye Tinglan.
Luo Qingyi's expression froze for a moment. He turned to look at her with a complicated gaze, his voice hardening slightly.
"He has already left."
"He knows he has failed and has no face to see you again, nor is he worthy of being Chenchen's father."
"Once Chenchen is found, I will have him brought back to Xuanmen to continue staying by your side."
Feng Yinwan froze upon hearing this, her fingertips clenching tightly for a few moments. She turned and was about to head out of the palace.
Seeing this, Luo Qingyi immediately shouted.
"Stop."
The slender figure paused slightly but remained with her back to him, refusing to speak.
Luo Qingyi frowned and spoke, "Wan'er, you know he is already the Regent of Jingguo. There is no longer any possibility for you two."
With the cold iron cavalry stationed in the capital, although no one in Yueguo dared to attack, it did not mean that the grievances between Yueguo and Jingguo were resolved.
The battle at Luoyuan, where countless lives were lost, was an indelible hatred for Yueguo.
And the root of this hatred was Jingguo, it was Ye Tinglan.
One was the Regent, enough to represent Jingguo, and the other was of Yueguo royal blood, with a high possibility of participating in politics in the future. Such identities meant that they were absolutely destined not to be together.
Feng Yinwan was not ignorant of this. After a moment of silence, she spoke with her back to him, "Uncle, I want to see him. There are some things I want to ask him face to face."
By the time she reached the palace gates, Ye Tinglan's carriage was about to depart.
Qi Xuan was driving the carriage. Before he could even raise his whip, their path was blocked.
Upon seeing that it was Feng Yinwan, he was surprised for a moment and immediately jumped down from the carriage.
"Wang... Wangfei!"
Perhaps not expecting her to wake up at this time, Qi Xuan only clasped his hands, too shocked to speak properly.
Feng Yinwan nodded, without saying much. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the lowered curtain, and she asked, "Is he inside?"
"Yes, yes."
Qi Xuan answered repeatedly and was about to say, "The Prince has fallen asleep," when the curtain was suddenly lifted from the inside.
Their eyes met, and their gazes locked in mid-air without obstruction, a silent understanding. Feng Yinwan's eyes trembled slightly. She gazed steadily at those dark eyes and said with a firm voice.
"Ye Tinglan, I'll only ask once. Do you wish to return to Xuanmen with me?"