His eyes were so gossipy that he couldn't stop gossiping. Feng Yinwan was startled when he heard this.
Is this what they came for?
Ye Tingyun said reluctantly, "What happened? I saw that the third brother still had a sword in his hand. Is it yours?"
It was okay that he didn't mention this, but he started to get angry again when he mentioned Feng Yinwan.
What did the dog man say when he took the sword?
She doesn't deserve it?!
He obviously agreed to let her choose, and now he is engaging in this kind of confusing operation!
Feng Yinwan pursed her red lips, and her pretty face suddenly turned cold.
"You're so curious, why don't you ask your good third brother yourself!"
Ye Tingyun wanted to, but he didn't dare.
Without waiting for further questioning, Feng Yinwan took out a prescription from her waist and threw it towards her face.
"This is a new prescription. Just ask Dr. Jiang to replace it for you when you get back. I am not in the mood for diagnosis and treatment today."
The implication is, get out of here if you don’t have time.
How could Ye Tingyun be willing to give up?
"Hey, you haven't answered me yet..."
Before she finished speaking, Feng Yinwan's eye knife flew over. Ye Tingyun was so frightened that she trembled and suddenly remembered -
This woman knows martial arts now!
"Ahem... What I mean is that a girl's anger will affect her beauty. Although you are already very good-looking, you should also control it appropriately... No, no, no, I will leave immediately!"
After saying that, he grabbed Jiang Rumo's sleeves and stepped out immediately.
Feng Yinwan narrowed her eyes and turned around to go back to the house.
When lunch was approaching, Feng Yiyi came to the door again with a fake appearance.
"Sister, have you ever lost your temper?"
Feng Yinwan glanced at her, her eyes couldn't help but feel a little cold.
Song Qing'an was not an unruly person. Even if he stayed at his house, he would never come to the backyard for no reason.
He only came to help this morning. When Ye Tinglan questioned Feng Yiyi, he rushed in. If he said that this matter had nothing to do with her, he would be a liar and even a ghost would not believe it!
Feng Yinwan sneered coldly, "Why, do you have anything else to say?"
Feng Yiyi felt aggrieved when she heard this.
"Eldest sister, why are you so sharp? I am here to comfort you out of kindness!"
If Feng Yiyi is kind-hearted, then the sow can climb the tree.
Seeing her looking at him carefully and not wanting to speak at all, Feng Yiyi bit her lip.
"Eldest sister, the prince must have misunderstood something when he was so angry this morning. Aren't you prepared to... explain it to him clearly?"
Feng Yinwan's suppressed anger suddenly surged up again.
"Do you live by the sea? It's so lenient."
"If you have such a leisurely mind, why not spend more time teaching the people around you to avoid embarrassing yourself?"
Biyun's matter is always a thorn in Feng Yiyi's heart.
According to her temperament, she should have broken through her defense in one second, but unexpectedly, Feng Yiyi smiled instead of getting angry when she heard this.
"Eldest sister, I am doing this for the sake of your relationship with the prince!"
"Prince Mo is indeed a little impulsive about this matter. You are angry and it is right not to want to explain. As a younger sister, I naturally support you."
Feng Yinwan was really confused at this point.
"Feng Yiyi, what are you doing?"
"Eldest sister just doesn't want to believe me."
Her eyes turned red in response, and she looked a little aggrieved.
Feng Yinwan raised her eyebrows slightly, letting her sob twice without commenting.
Feng Yiyi wiped her tears, her eyes flashed secretly, but her words were testing.
"Sister, I see that your martial arts is very powerful, but was it taught by King Mo?"
Today, she saw Ye Tinglan put away his sword and realized that this bitch's martial arts skills were inseparable from his teachings.
Ye Tinglan is the God of War, so if this bitch is allowed to continue learning, that's fine!
She spoke to Ye Tinglan, and Feng Yinwan frowned before listening to her speak again.
"I heard that Mr. Song is a young man with great skills. He happens to be in the house now. Why don't you let him give you some advice? It's better than... having to suffer the anger of King Mo."
After wandering around for a long time, this is what I wanted to say.
Feng Yiyi's eyes widened, and the word "calculation" was written on her face.
Feng Yinwan glanced at her, her red lips raised happily.
"Okay, but Young Master Song is your husband after all, so... do you really not mind?"
Feng Yiyi didn't regard Song Qing'an as her husband.
"Sister, what are you talking about? Yiyi is not a stingy person, as long as you can be happy."
"The matter is settled like this. I'll go and talk to Mr. Song. Eldest sister, just wait in peace!"
She left with satisfaction, and when Feng Yin had lunch at night, she had already brought him here in person.
Feng Yiyi took one step at a time, walking as fast as the wind. Song Qing'an followed closely behind, but there was some hesitation on his face.
Yuping didn't know about this yet, and was a little dazed when he saw it.
"Second Miss, what are you doing?"
After all, Song Qing'an is a foreign man, how can he always go to the young lady?
Unexpectedly, when Feng Yiyi heard this, she didn't even raise her eyelids and led the people inside.
"I'm here to see my eldest sister."
"Hey, Miss Second..."
Yuping wanted to stop him, but she pushed him away and immediately staggered aside.
"Sister, I have invited Mr. Song over for you."
Feng Yiyi was shouting as soon as she entered the door. Feng Yinwan heard the words and raised her beautiful eyes from behind the tea cup.
"Miss."
Yuping Kankan caught up with her, and Feng Yinwan gave her a reassuring look and nodded.
"Second sister is really attentive. She invited Mr. Song over so quickly."
Privately thinking that this was a compliment to herself, Feng Yiyi nodded politely.
"I'm naturally concerned about elder sister's affairs."
After saying that, he looked to Song Qing'an to one side and said, "Mr. Song, I don't know anything about swordsmanship, so I won't bother you here. You have to be a good teacher!"
Seeing that Feng Yinwan really didn't refuse, Song Qingan nodded hesitantly.
"Second Miss, please rest assured."
Seeing this, Feng Yiyi nodded with satisfaction, "Sister, I'll go back first."
Feng Yinwan nodded, "Yuping, send the second lady out."
"Miss?"
Yuping was a little stunned.
The young lady has always been unhappy with the second young lady. What happened today?
And the second lady’s reaction was too strange.
Naturally, Feng Yiyi didn't want her to follow, so she immediately waved her hand, "No need to bother, I'll just go back on my own."
After saying that, she lifted her feet and walked out. Feng Yinwan's beautiful eyes secretly raised and turned back to Song Qing'an.
"Mr. Song, I have something I would like to ask your help for."
This tone made Song Qing'an slightly startled, but he immediately said seriously, "But it depends on the princess's orders."
Outside the embroidery building.
As soon as she walked out of the hospital, Feng Yiyi turned around and immediately hid her body next to the door.
There was a small crack in the door, and seeing no one around, she leaned over it and quietly looked into the courtyard.
Not long after, Feng Yinwan and Song Qingan walked out of the room one after the other.
Feng Yinwan's sword was taken away, so he had to replace it with Song Qing'an's first. The two of them shared the same sword and quickly put aside their restraint.
"Princess, be careful!"
Song Qing'an's sword was not easy to use. When Feng Yinwan turned his wrist, the sword fell out of his hand and almost stabbed his forearm.
In desperation, Song Qingan had no choice but to wave his hand to block it.
From Feng Yiyi's point of view, this action seemed like Feng Yinwan was trapped in his arms.
Feng Yiyi's eyes widened when she saw it, and she immediately tightened her hand on the door frame.
"This bitch did it on purpose, she really has a way of seducing men!"