Therefore, Feng Yinwan cleared her throat and straightened her face under Zhao Wusan's earnest eyes.
"Because you two brothers are aware of the current situation and sincere, I will spare you this time. Don't worry, you will recover after an hour or three."
Feng Yinwan nodded, "Take your brother and leave quickly, what happened just now..."
"Young ones must not say a word about it!"
Zhao Wusan responded politely twice, then quickly helped Zhao Wuyi up and left quickly.
In that compartment, Feng Yinwan looked in the direction of Yilan Courtyard, a coldness growing in her eyes.
Feng Yiyi, Feng Yiyi, even though we are eight poles apart, your face has to come up to me. I don’t even want to hit you!
She scoffed coldly, straightened her clothes and went straight to Yilan Courtyard.
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Yilanyuan.
Feng Yiyi had eaten and drank enough and was lying by the window looking towards the embroidery building.
She hadn't seen the lights come on for a long time, so she thought it was done, and she couldn't help but feel proud.
Humph, let this bitch accuse her and make sarcastic remarks, let’s see how domineering she can be now!
Biyun came up with a basin and said, "Miss, it's getting late. I will help you wash up."
Feng Yiyi nodded and moved her eyes away from the embroidery building unwillingly, but her heart was full of jealousy and resentment.
As daughters, why can that bitch Feng Yinwan live in a luxurious and comfortable embroidered building, while she can only live in an ordinary Yilan Courtyard!
That bitch is already married, but her father still keeps a place for her and has no intention of letting her move in!
Thinking of what happened in the dining hall today, Feng Yiyi became more and more annoyed as she thought about it. She was so angry that she threw the wet handkerchief away and fell down on the couch.
When Biyun saw this, he knew not to offend her, so he picked up the basin and went out.
As the night got darker, the house gradually fell silent. Feng Yiyi was sleeping soundly, but the room was suddenly kicked open.
She stood up with eyes wide open, but before she could see clearly, she was faced with three slaps that were slapped hard on her face.
"ah--"
Feng Yiyi screamed and fell down from the bed, and then Biyun rushed in holding her belly.
"Miss! Are you okay?"
Feng Yinwan looked at the two masters and servants deeply in love with cold eyes, lifted the quilt on the couch, gathered up her clothes and sat down.
"Feng Yiyi, you are so brave."
It was only when Feng Yiyi heard the voice that she recognized her, her body shook violently, and she suddenly woke up with excitement.
"It's...it's you!"
There were three red slap marks on her face, but even this could not hide the fact that she was so frightened that she was bloodless.
Feng Yinwan raised her lips and looked down at her, "Why, I didn't expect that?"
"Why are you here!"
"Then where should I be? The beggar's den outside the back door?"
"you……!"
When Feng Yiyi heard this, her body trembled again, and the panic on her face could not be increased.
She shook like chaff twice, and stiffly pulled the corners of her lips, "What are you talking about, elder sister, Yiyi can't understand."
"Can't understand?"
Feng Yinwan sneered coldly, "You should understand Zhao Wusan and Zhao Wuyi, right?"
"Knock me out and throw me into a beggar's den outside the back door, so that I know how powerful I am, so that I can have some confidence and know who is the eldest lady of the General's Mansion?"
Looking at her coldly, Feng Yinwan picked up the jade Ruyi at hand and smashed it over her head and face.
"Feng Yiyi, you have such a bad tone."
The jade Ruyi hit her forehead firmly, causing her forehead to turn purple immediately. The pain caused Feng Yiyi to take a breath and her face turned extremely pale.
When Biyun saw this, she wanted to rush forward, but Feng Yinwan hit her with a pillow and stopped dead in her tracks. With a dark look in her eyes, she got up and walked out as fast as she could fly.
Feng Yinwan naturally knew that she was going to move reinforcements, but she was intending to make a big deal out of it.
"Sister, I don't have one..."
Feng Yiyi covered her forehead and cried softly, "They must have a grudge against you and don't dare to take responsibility themselves, so they put the blame on me!"
"Is it?"
"That must be it!"
As Feng Yiyi said this, she walked forward on her knees and reached out to grab the hem of Feng Yinwan's skirt.
"Eldest sister, don't you know, we are all father's daughters, so naturally I won't come up with such a vicious plan to harm you!"
She was not afraid to flash her tongue when she said this.
Feng Yinwan lowered her eyes and grabbed her collar, "Feng Yiyi, neither of these two men is my opponent. Do you think it will be difficult for me to deal with you?"
"Sister..."
She still wanted to open her mouth, but Feng Yinwan shook her away and fell to the ground. At the same time, a crisp "ding" sounded on the ground.
Feng Yiyi seemed to suddenly remember something, and her expression suddenly changed.
Seeing her stretching out her hand to cover it up, Feng Yinwan narrowed her beautiful eyes, pinched her forearm and pulled her away.
"What are you hiding?"
"No...nothing."
Feng Yiyi felt guilty and wanted to put her hands behind her back, but her wrists were held tightly by Feng Yinwan and she couldn't move at all.
Feng Yinwan raised her eyes and glanced over. When she saw a touch of green on her wrist, she was slightly startled, and her eyes suddenly became dark.
"Feng Yiyi, who gave you the courage to even touch my mother's things!"
This jade bracelet inlaid with gold flowers is clearly a relic of the original mother!
Seeing that she was discovered, Feng Yiyi's face turned pale again, "I..."
She kept shaking her wrist to try and get away, but before "I" could come out, a faint scent of medicine filled her nose. Feng Yinwan's forehead and heart skipped a beat, and her beautiful eyebrows suddenly tightened.
Medicinal scent?
It smells like this again!
Suddenly remembering the day when she wet her dress in Ruiqing Hall, Feng Yinwan exerted force on her fingers, and a cold look gathered on her pretty face.
"Feng Yiyi, you stole my sachet, right?"
This tone contained a hint of murderous intent, and was a bit colder than before. Unexpectedly, she would suddenly say such a sentence. Feng Yiyi felt cold all over and froze.
"What...what sachet, I don't know!"
"have no idea?"
Feng Yinwan looked at her intently, and raised her red lips coldly, "Then I will remind you."
"That day in Ruiqing Hall, you deliberately poured tea on my dress. Why?"
"I……"
Feng Yinwan's questions came one after another, sharp and truthful. Feng Yiyi's panic reached the extreme and she couldn't resist at all.
She was trembling and could only repeat "I don't know". As if she was about to be driven crazy, a group of chaotic footsteps hurriedly came outside.
"Madam, it's right inside!"
The voice of the eldest maid Biyun sounded first, and then Mrs. Yu rushed in quickly, "Yiyi..."
When she saw Feng Yiyi on the ground in a miserable state, Mrs. Yu immediately burst into tears and screamed.
"Oh, my daughter! Yin Wan, you really want to kill your sister!"