Feng Yinwan couldn't stop trembling, and just as she was about to turn around, a strong force came down on the back of her neck. Immediately, her body went limp, and she fell into an embrace filled with cold fragrance.
Vaguely, she seemed to smell a secret smell of blood.
Clear water and clear home.
After staying by Ye Tinglan's side for a whole day, Ye Tingyun felt exhausted and finally fell asleep, but there were sounds in the courtyard.
Hearing the noise, the little eunuch who was keeping watch opened his eyes and immediately went out to check.
Ye Tingyun suddenly heard exclamations and covered her ears impatiently. Unexpectedly, the door to the room was pushed open in the next moment.
"Your Highness, please, Your Highness, there are dead people outside..."
"What's the point of making a noise? Just throw it out. Even a small thing like this will disturb my sleep!"
He turned over and prepared to go back to sleep. When the little eunuch heard this, a trace of confusion flashed on his frightened face, and then he became even more frightened.
His Highness said...throw it out?
Ye Tingyun glanced at Ye Tingyun in embarrassment. He was about to turn around and leave, but unexpectedly, the person on the bed stood up suddenly as if he had woken up.
"What did you just say? Dead person...?!"
Wow, what kind of unscrupulous person threw this thing into his yard? You must have known that he was timid and deliberately frightened him!
Seeing that he finally figured out the situation, the little eunuch nodded tremblingly, "Just... just outside."
The master and the servant looked at each other for a long time, neither of them dared to take the first step. After a while, Ye Tingyun glared at him and cursed as he picked up the broom in the corner.
Tomorrow! Tomorrow he must talk to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and find someone bold enough to come back!
From a distance, he could only see clearly that they were the clothes of a guard. Ye Tingyun tiptoed forward and carefully poked the waist of the person on the ground with the broom.
Seeing no response, he straightened up boldly and confidently.
"Go and turn him over."
He wanted to see who was this blind person who dared to die in his courtyard!
The little eunuch had sweat on his forehead, "Your Highness, how about we still..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Go quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, a broom fell on his buttocks. The little eunuch was so slapped that he jumped forward two steps and had to tremble and squat down to help others.
"Um……"
Before his hand could fall, a muffled groan came out. The little eunuch turned pale with fright and immediately jumped away.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, did you hear me just now?"
"I heard you ghost!"
After frowning and glaring at him, Ye Tingyun had no choice but to go into battle in person and raised her hand carefully, not wanting to turn over and see a woman's face.
The key is, this woman looks a little familiar.
"Feng Yinwan?!"
After frowning for a long time, he suddenly said this sentence, and the little eunuch immediately stretched his ears.
"Your Highness, what did you say?"
The next moment, Ye Tingyunhuo stood up in a hurry, helped the "guard" up and walked quickly to the room.
When Feng Yin woke up at night, two pairs of eyes beside the bed were staring at her. Before she could figure out the situation, the courtyard door was suddenly knocked.
Immediately afterwards, the guard's voice came.
"His Royal Highness, King Yun, can you use the Royal Forest Army to check for suspicious people?"
Royal Forest Army.
Unexpectedly, the guards had already chased him here, and Feng Yinwan's heart suddenly tightened.
Ye Tingyun obviously had not expected this. He glanced at her and immediately gave the little eunuch a wink.
After not seeing anyone come out for a long time, the guards were about to take action, but unexpectedly the courtyard door was opened in the next moment.
The little eunuch poked his head out, "It's so late, what's going on?"
"An assassin has entered the palace tonight, intending to kidnap the criminal in prison. We are here to investigate. Is there anything strange about His Majesty King Yun?"
"There is nothing unusual in Bishui Qingju. Your Highness has already taken a rest. I don't want to disturb you. Please go and inspect elsewhere."
The candles in the hall had long been extinguished by Ye Tingyun, and now the little eunuch was blocking the door. Beyond him, only darkness could be seen in the courtyard.
Not daring to offend Ye Tingyun, the guards hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left.
When the noise outside dispersed, Feng Yinwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyes to meet Ye Tingyun's questioning eyes.
"What the hell is going on?"
"It's a long story. How did I come to you just now?"
Ye Tingyun raised his eyebrows, "I still want to ask you! Who do you want to scare to death when you suddenly appear in my courtyard in the middle of the night?"
It seems he doesn't know either.
Thinking of that embrace with the faint smell of blood, Feng Yinwan frowned, and a very secret thought emerged from the bottom of her heart.
The person who would help her in the palace was injured...could it be Ye Tinglan?
But wasn't he seriously injured? He hadn't woken up yet, so how could he come to save her?
Questions kept swirling in her mind, and Ye Tingyun was dissatisfied when she discovered that she was still distracted.
"This king is asking you something!"
At any rate, he helped her.
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips and told the truth.
Ye Tingyun was stunned when she heard this. He pointed his hand at her like Parkinson's disease, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence.
"Trespassing to the prison without permission, you're simply risking your life!"
"My father and brother will be exiled from Beijing tomorrow. I must go this time."
There was really no way to refute these words. After holding it in for a long time, Ye Tingyun had no choice but to take back his hand with a sigh.
"You can rest here tonight. I will arrange for someone to take you out of the palace early tomorrow morning."
Feng Yinwan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then raised her lips, "How is he, Your Majesty?"
When he raised his eyes, he saw Ye Tingyun looking at him with an expression that said "you have some conscience", but the seriousness between his brows did not diminish.
"Third brother was seriously injured this time. I was able to help you distinguish your father and brother today in the main hall. I am afraid I will have to be raised in the palace for a few days."
Feng Yinwan's heart was still tight after hearing the expected answer.
"I want to see him before leaving the palace tomorrow."
…
The moon was hidden and the wind was blowing, and under the tight guard of the imperial army, the back door of the general's mansion quietly opened a crack.
Mrs. Yu was pulled out of the house by Feng Yiyi all the way, still feeling a little like a dream.
"Yiyi, how could this happen..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the man in black waiting in front and immediately stopped.
"who are they?"
Feng Yiyi ignored her at all and walked straight towards the group of men in black.
"Are you sent by the Fourth Prince to pick us up?"
The matter has been settled, Ye Tingyu promised to save her and the Yu family, and then changed her appearance, allowing her to marry into the Fourth Prince's Palace with a new identity.
Now, it's time to cash in.
The man in black nodded, but there was a hint of teasing in his voice.
"Yes, we are indeed sent by the Fourth Prince."
"Are you from the Fourth Prince?"
Mrs. Yu's eyes lit up, and she immediately stepped forward, "Oh, I know that the fourth prince is sincere to us, and he will never sit idly by in this situation!"
"Since you are here to pick us up, let's go quickly! Where are we going? Is it the Fourth Prince's Mansion?!"
As she spoke, she seemed to have imagined herself being treated as a guest by Ye Tingyu.
Feng Yiyi raised her eyes and looked around, but frowned, "Where's the carriage? Why didn't you drive a carriage when you came to pick us up?"
When the man in black heard this, he laughed muffledly and spoke in a cold tone.