Qi Xuan never compromised in carrying out Ye Tinglan's orders. He said he was protecting her safety, but he followed her closely.
Feng Yinwan threw needles and poison to no avail. Not only was this guy good at lightness, he was also strong!
After being stuck like candy for a whole day, Feng Yinwan couldn't even leave the house.
Yuping couldn't bear to see his young lady angry, but she was quite satisfied with Qi Xuan's behavior of keeping Feng Yun outside.
He made a cup of tea and handed it over, saying something again.
"Miss, how about I go talk to him again?"
Feng Yinwan waved her hands feebly, wanting to say that this thing simply didn't allow oil and salt to enter. Unexpectedly, before she could speak, a stone penetrated the window paper and accurately landed in front of her.
The candle on the table trembled, and the stone was illuminated.
The top is wrapped with a layer of paper.
"Miss?"
Yuping also noticed the movement and was immediately startled.
He hurriedly opened the door to take a look, but when he came back, he saw that Feng Yinwan had raised his hand to take off the note.
He looked at her with a slightly focused expression and nodded.
"You go ahead."
Yuping understood, nodded and walked towards the door.
The atmosphere in the room became silent for a while, and a shadow quickly flashed into the room while Qi Xuan was being called.
Almost instantly, Feng Yinwan got up and stepped forward.
"you……"
The person who fell in the room was none other than Song Qing'an, who had not received any news for a long time.
"I've met the princess."
Feng Yinwan shook her head and quickly helped the person up.
"When did you come back? Did...Xu Yunxiao tell you?"
If he could find this place, he must have known the whole story.
Song Qingan nodded.
"I was called back due to an emergency at home, so I went directly back to the capital from Yuzhou. I didn't tell the princess about it. It's my fault."
Unexpectedly, Feng Yinwan was slightly startled, and then noticed the haggard expression in his description.
Meeting her eyes, Song Qingan said again, "It's just trivial matters, Princess, don't worry about it."
This was a light tone, but it was probably no small matter that could make him rush back from Yuzhou.
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips secretly.
"Uncle...are you okay now?"
His father and brother were framed, and Song Shilang was always unhappy about it, and Chen Shu was always ahead of the curve.
Ye Tingyu's mother clan is already rampant, and Song Qing'an's trip to Yuzhou to investigate is related to this. It is very likely that they will take revenge and do things secretly.
The figure on the opposite side trembled slightly for a moment.
Knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, Song Qingan paused for a moment before speaking again.
"There is something wrong with the accounts issued by the Ministry of War, and the Holy One is ordering people to investigate the matter thoroughly."
Just two sentences are enough to show the seriousness of the gaffe.
Thinking of what she had heard about the Jinzhou military camp in the past two days, Feng Yinwan's heart tightened secretly.
"But is it related to this matter?"
Song Qingan shook his head, "More than that."
The problem is far from just Jinzhou.
No wonder he had to return to Beijing in a hurry. I'm afraid Song Shilang was deeply implicated in this matter.
"That uncle..."
"My father went on an expedition with the Holy Master in his early years. He has an old illness. The Holy Master treated him kindly and allowed him to rest at home."
This is no different than dismissal from office.
Unexpectedly, things would turn out like this. Feng Yinwan pursed her lips, but she listened to him again before she could speak.
"Princess, I have found out the prescription, but there is one more important thing right now."
This tone was a bit more solemn than before.
Feng Yinwan's heart tightened, and her tone was slightly trembling.
"What's the matter?"
"The Emperor's secret order is to secretly transport Old General Feng and Young Master Feng out of the wilderness. The situation is not optimistic."
The moment these words were spoken, a figure flashed into the room again, and before Feng Yinwan could see clearly, he struck Song Qing'an with a palm.
The palms of the hands collided with each other, causing air waves to explode in mid-air.
Feng Wuxi turned to look at her with half-squinted eyes.
"One left, and another came."
"My Lord, what is this Wuxi Pavilion? Is it the Marriage Pavilion?"
The ridicule in his words stopped for a moment after meeting Feng Yinwan's eyes.
Realizing that her expression was different, he frowned again, "What's wrong?"
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips, and the hands hanging by her sides were clenched so tightly that her knuckles were a little white.
"Feng Wuxi, you must help me this time."
For two days in a row, Qi Xuan stared at her more closely than money.
Ye Tinglan didn't know when she came back. When she returned to her room, the man in Xuanyi was already sitting in the room.
Seeing her, he stretched out his big palm.
"come over."
The tone is intimate, like a lover.
Feng Yinwan's eyes darkened and she stepped forward.
His body was easily embraced, and the fingers on his hands were long and slender, and they looked even whiter against the backdrop of Xuan Yi.
He was stunned for a moment, and a very light weight fell from his hair.
Feng Yinwan was startled and subconsciously glanced at the bronze mirror on the case.
It's a wooden hairpin.
The color really didn't match her clothes, and the shape was a bit rough, not like something sold in a store.
As her eyes moved, she subconsciously wanted to take it off, but unexpectedly she was grabbed before she even touched her wrist.
"Wear it."
"You haven't been sleeping very well lately. This agarwood has a soothing effect and may have some effect."
He had just touched the hairpin, and there was still a very light fragrance left on his fingertips, which was captivating.
Feng Yinwan's eyelashes trembled, she lowered her eyes and withdrew her hand, speaking quietly.