Chapter 133 It's Clearly Bringing Wolves Into the House!
The anger in his words was so strong that Feng Yinwan's body trembled subconsciously, and his arm was pulled by a strong force.
Ye Tinglan's hands were as hard as iron, imprisoning her tightly.
"Hey...it hurts so much! Let go!"
In his rage, he showed no mercy, pain like bone cracking came, and Feng Yinwan immediately struggled and made a sound.
Little did he know that such behavior made Ye Tinglan even more angry.
"Explain to me clearly what is going on!"
Feng Yinwan was speechless at his irritable and suspicious temper.
"What did the prince want me to explain? Just now, I accidentally chopped down the lantern. Mr. Song just happened to pass by and came in to help."
He can't ask clearly before taking action!
Ye Tinglan frowned when he heard this, and just as he was about to lift his lips, a peach-colored figure flashed into the courtyard very quickly.
"Oh, elder sister, Mr. Song is here with you. No wonder I didn't find him in the guest room!"
Feng Yiyi screamed and started shouting as soon as she entered the door. When she saw Ye Tinglan beside her, she immediately fell silent again.
"Why...why is the prince here?"
As she spoke, she looked at Feng Yinwan in panic. It was clear that there was something in her eyes.
Feng Yinwan frowned, but before she could open her mouth, there was another heavy blow on her wrist.
"Feng Yinwan!"
Ye Tinglan's face was as dark as frost.
Feng Yinwan's body trembled subconsciously, "Here...here!"
"This is what you told me, I happened to be passing by."
If anger were tangible, she doubted that the fire above Ye Tinglan's head could rise three feet high.
However, she can't admit anything she hasn't done.
"That's true..."
How dare this woman lie to him!
Ye Tinglan's handsome face darkened with anger, his dark eyes swept over the sword in her hand, and he snatched it away with his hand.
"You are not worthy of using this sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was thrown away. Feng Yinwan staggered back a few steps. When he stood firm, Ye Tinglan had already broken through the door and left.
"Sister! Are you okay?"
Feng Yiyi pretended to be concerned and stepped forward, but roughly pressed her wrists with both hands.
The place where Ye Tinglan had just squeezed her hard was red, and a fine dull pain immediately caused cold sweat to break out on Feng Yinwan's forehead.
"Go away!"
The bruises on Feng Yiyi's body hadn't healed yet, and she was suddenly thrown to the ground, and her face suddenly turned pale.
"Sister, what are you doing!"
"You can't...you can't take out your anger on me just because the prince treats you like this! I'm doing this for your own good..."
"roll."
This time, the tone was cold.
Feng Yiyi bit her lip and wanted to speak again, but when she raised her head, she met the coldness in Feng Yinwan's eyes.
"If you dare to say nonsense again, it won't be that simple."
This bitch always does what he says when it comes to beating her!
Having achieved his goal, Feng Yiyi stopped immediately, got up and went out.
There was silence in the courtyard for a moment, with only the lantern on the ground indicating the farce that had just occurred.
Feng Yinwan felt agitated, but when she turned her eyes, she found that Song Qing'an was still there, her face slightly dull.
"Make Mr. Song laugh."
His eyes touched the redness and swelling on her wrist, and Song Qingan's eyes froze.
"Princess...are you okay?"
Feng Yinwan shook her head and quietly pulled down her sleeves, "It's okay."
After saying that, he looked to one side again.
"Yuping, send Young Master Song out."
Song Qing'an felt disappointed when he heard this, but he had no choice but to nod.
forecourt.
Ye Tingyun and Jiang Rumo were waiting in the courtyard. They were startled when they saw Ye Tinglan quickly returning from the backyard with a obviously different look on his face.
"Third brother..."
Ye Tingyun wanted to step forward and ask a few questions, but unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, a cold chill hit him, and he immediately retreated.
Ye Tinglan, with a face as cold as frost, passed him and went straight out of the house.
Ye Tinglan had long since disappeared from his sight, but the overwhelming chill seemed to remain in place.
Ye Tingyun trembled and hugged her arms tightly, "Mr. Jiang, do you feel..."
Jiang Rumo nodded, like a tool man with no emotions.
"Weichen doesn't feel anything."
Ye Tingyun's pupils were shaking, "It's so obvious, but you don't feel it?!"
Based on his three years of experience in supervising government at the Imperial Book Bureau, the third brother... is obviously suffering from emotional problems!
Jiang Rumo nodded again, without any unnecessary expression on his face.
"Back to Your Highness, Wei Chen really doesn't feel anything."
He didn't dare to feel anything about King Mo.
"...!"
Ye Tingyun glanced at him intently, and immediately shook his head secretly when he saw his expression of "only reading the books of sages."
"Let's go, let's go!"
All the way out of the General's Mansion, Ye Tinglan was about to leave when a female voice suddenly came from behind.
"My lord, stay here~"
Feng Yiyi panted heavily and caught up, already feeling a little overwhelmed.
Seeing that it was her, Ye Tinglan narrowed his eyes and immediately wanted to raise his feet.
Feng Yiyi was anxious when she saw this, and subconsciously reached out to pull it, but a cold blade was blocked in front of her eyes.
Her face turned pale for a moment, and she immediately took her hand back with a smile.
"My...my daughter has met the prince."
"What's the matter?"
This tone was several times colder than Feng Yinwan's. Faced with such a powerful aura, Feng Yiyi couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"My daughter is here to explain to the prince."
Her voice was weak, and there was not much sincerity in her words.
Ye Tinglan gave her a cold look and said nothing.
Thinking she had found an opportunity, Feng Yiyi turned her eyes secretly and spoke again immediately.
"The prince just misunderstood the eldest sister."
"My father has a very good relationship with Mr. Song, and Mr. Song is a guest in the house. The eldest sister can't help but be polite to him. It's not what the prince thought..."
An explanation is worse than no explanation.
When the word "guest" fell into his ears, Ye Tinglan's face darkened and he became angry again.
How dare this woman allow Song Qing'an to stay in the general's mansion!
She is clearly trying to lure the wolf into the house!
His handsome face turned cold, and he immediately fluttered his sleeves and left. When Feng Yiyi saw this, her eyes flashed secretly, and she felt proud in her heart.
It seems that the relationship between Feng Yinwan, a bitch, and King Mo is not that strong!
Embroidery House.
Feng Yin applied the ointment to her wrist late in the evening, but the courtyard door was pushed open again.
Ye Tingyun opened the door and ducked in half-body.
As soon as I saw the two-story building with carved beams and painted beams, I immediately clicked my tongue.
"This woman lives well!"
There are rumors in the capital that General Feng dotes on his daughter, and it seems that he is indeed well-deserved.
Yu Ping came out with the water basin and was immediately startled when she saw half a head hanging strangely at the crack of the door.
"Ghost--ghost!"
Ye Tingyun was the timidest, and her heart tightened when she heard this.
Before he could see it clearly, a copper basin hit the door in front of him. The sound of "clang" made him jump in fright.
"Mr. Jiang, protect me! Quickly protect me!"
Jiang Rumo raised his hand to support him, and before he could say anything, the courtyard door was pushed open first.
Feng Yinwan folded her arms and looked at this farce, her beautiful eyes slightly cold.
"Why did Prince Yun come to the General's Mansion?"
This kid is simply a big fan of Ye Tinglan. If he comes here now, he will definitely be up to no good.
Unexpectedly, Ye Tingyun looked at her and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's enough for Dr. Jiang to give you medicine. I'm here to see you for treatment!"
He patted his chest in shock and said again.
"By the way, third brother came with us. Just now he said he would come to the backyard to look for you. Why did he leave angrily again?"