The carriage stopped again, in front of Prince Mo's Mansion.
There was no movement in the car. The guard swallowed his saliva and plucked up the courage to speak.
"Your Majesty, we are here."
The next moment, the car curtain was opened from the inside, Ye Tinglan walked out quickly holding Feng Yinwan in his arms, the anger on his face had dissipated.
Feng Yinwan was slender and could easily be covered by the cloak.
The guard lowered his eyes respectfully, not daring to look any further.
Ye Tinglan carried the person all the way back to the main courtyard, and then entered the door, only to see Qi Xuan coming towards him awkwardly.
"Your Majesty..."
Qi Xuan originally came back to receive his punishment, but before he finished speaking, he saw Feng Yinwan in his arms. He was startled and stopped abruptly.
What the prince is holding... is the princess?!
He took in a breath and his eyes widened as if he had eaten a huge melon.
Ye Tinglan frowned and gave him a cold look, then hugged Feng Yinwan straight into the room.
The door closed with a snap, Qi Xuan was shocked, and then he recovered from the shock.
I'm going... Your Majesty, what is this?
Feng Yinwan was still asleep, and her body was gently placed on the couch. She immediately hummed and moved twice, and her slightly pursed lips gently brushed the cheek of the person in front of her.
Ye Tinglan froze for a moment, and immediately stopped standing up.
The face in front of you is bright and moving, too beautiful to find any flaws. Especially when you take off your guard, it is a fatal temptation for men.
Ye Tinglan's Adam's apple slid, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it.
This princess is indeed beautiful.
Feng Yinwan had no idea that she was being stared at again. Her body was sweating and a little hot. She noticed the source of the coolness and unconsciously moved her face closer to him.
"Hmm."
With a very soft cry, Ye Tinglan's eyes darkened uncontrollably, and the bone-gnawing taste in his body surged up again.
When Feng Yin woke up at night, his body felt as if it had been run over by a wheel, and the pain was excruciating.
She hissed in pain and frowned tightly, while Ye Tinglan's cold and lazy voice fell from the top of her head.
"woke up."
Feng Yinwan was stunned.
Almost instantly, intermittent memories suddenly emerged in her brain. She gritted her teeth and immediately waved her hand to smash it.
"asshole!"
How dare he mess around while he was drunk!
Ye Tinglan accepted it easily, Rumo's eyes narrowed, and there was a bit of coldness on his face.
"I have already said that you asked for this."
She asked for it.
Feng Yinwan gritted her teeth and almost laughed out of anger.
She was drunk and this man was not drunk. Wouldn't he push her away?
You don’t want to take advantage of others’ danger!
She was disheveled and her hair was messy.
Ye Tinglan sat upright and well-dressed.
Feng Yinwan withdrew her hand angrily and pushed herself up despite the severe pain.
Even though she slapped Ye Tinglan in Sihaiyunyan, she still suffered a loss!
If she had known this person was so despicable, she should have at least smoked ten!
No, twenty!
Gritting her teeth with regret, she pursed her lips stubbornly and walked out without saying a word.
Ye Tinglan frowned when he saw this, and immediately grabbed the person, "Where are you going?"
Her wrist was clamped, and Feng Yinwan couldn't shake it off, so she could only stop angrily.
"I look down on myself, and I deserve to be unlucky for provoking the prince. This big temple of yours, prince, cannot accommodate a little Buddha like me. I will naturally go back to where I belong!"
What kind of stupid palace is this? She doesn’t want to stay there for even one second!
Ye Tinglan's handsome face sank when he heard this, and his expression turned cold uncontrollably.
"Feng Yinwan, my patience has its limits."
This woman is more pleasing to the eye when she keeps her mouth shut.
Feng Yinwan raised his eyebrows.
"No, no, no, my lord, please don't bear it!"
"You must have seen the letter and Li Shu that I left behind. Please run out of patience as soon as possible. Let's break up as soon as possible and not get entangled with each other."
She felt like she was being fucked by a pig today.
Pigs have no brains and can't control themselves. It's normal. Why worry about it?
Seeing that she still dared to mention He Lishu, Ye Tinglan's eyes became sulky and she immediately tightened her palms.
"Don't even think about it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yinwan was already taken into his arms, his body was tightly imprisoned, and he struggled immediately.
"Why shouldn't I want to! I just want to make peace with you, so just stay with Xiao Bailian and be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"
Ye Tinglan's handsome face was full of anger.
"If there is peace and separation, don't even think about taking away any of my property!"
When Feng Yinwan heard this, he started to struggle hard.
Damn it, you are so heart-wrenching to kill people!
"Half of the family property, this is what the prince personally promised before, don't you want to go back on it now?"
Ye Tinglan glanced at her lightly, "I said that the king personally promised me, what proof do you have?"
Feng Yinwan thought to herself, I heard it with both ears, what more proof do you want?
Before she could speak, the man continued without changing his expression.
"Previously, the reason why I agreed to donate half of my property to you was based on your status as Princess Mo. Since it is you who proposes a divorce now, it is natural that this property must be accounted for."
Feng Yinwan: Can’t you afford it?
She has never seen someone give it away and then ask for it back!
Seeing that she was quiet and motionless, Ye Tinglan released the restraint.
"It's not that I mean to embarrass you. This marriage gift from the emperor is not a piece of cake. It's more about the face of the general's palace."
"General Feng and Brother Ling are currently away on an expedition. Even if the princess is angry, she should wait until they come back to discuss it."
Feng Yinwan knew in her heart that due to her and the Feng family's reputation, General Feng and Feng Jingyuan would of course put her first.
But Ye Tinglan’s words cannot be wrong.
Even if they are reconciled, women in this dynasty will still be belittled, scolded, and maliciously speculated.
She may not be bound by the world, but she cannot ignore the Feng family's reputation.
What's more, her father and brother are killing enemies on the battlefield.
Seeing her face loosen, Ye Tinglan's eyes dropped calmly.
"If you insist on making peace, I can agree to it, but before that, you must first cure Tingyun's heart disease."
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then nodded with beautiful eyes.
"You can stay if you want. I can agree to the prince's conditions. However, I don't know if the prince can fulfill my conditions."
"Tell me and listen."
Ye Tinglan picked up a strand of her hair and casually wrapped it around her fingertips.
Feng Yinwan frowned, resisting the urge to withdraw her hand directly.
"Since it is a cooperative relationship, except for necessary matters, it is best for us to keep a distance."
"I will be careful in my words and deeds. I also hope that the prince can restrain himself and observe etiquette and control himself!"
Especially the lower body!
Her beautiful eyes opened slightly, secretly angry, but she didn't know that the glistening water had not yet receded, and her charm was natural.
Ye Tinglan's eyes darkened again and he gave a faint "hmm".
Feng Yinwan didn't care what it meant, and just acquiesced that he agreed.
"Secondly, the prince's eloquent words are like pouring water. I will not withdraw even a cent of the wealth."
Don't even think about making money out of her pocket!
Ye Tinglan curled up her thin lips, revealing a low smile with unknown meaning.
He is really a money addict.
"This king is not that stingy."
Feng Yinwan: No? Then wasn’t it me who said this just now?
"If you have any other conditions, please tell me."
Feng Yinwan raised her pretty face, and her seductive lips revealed a hint of sarcasm.
"I'm afraid that if I tell you, the prince may not be willing to agree."