Feng Jin’s opening was a barrage of sarcastic remarks, and she naturally gave Ling Mohan no pleasantries. If Ling Mohan were truly innocent, such slander would never have been directed at him.
A fly never lands on an egg without a crack. These two were birds of a feather, neither of them any good. Feng Jin's gaze towards Ling Mohan was instantly filled with more disdain.
"I..."
Before Ling Mohan could try to explain anything further, Feng Jin directly interrupted.
"Enough, you don't need to explain anything. Explaining is just trying to cover something up. Ultimately, your legs are attached to you. If you don't willingly step in, how can anyone beat you in with a stick!"
Feng Jin's tone was filled with anger. She glared fiercely at Ling Mohan, truly thinking herself some kind of noble person.
Instead of reflecting on her own mistakes, she pushed all the blame onto others, hoping to extricate herself. What a clever plan.
The reason she was so angry, in the final analysis, was that Ling Mohan didn't reflect on her own faults but instead made futile explanations, shifting all responsibility onto others.
"I... I haven't... apologized to you..."
As she spoke, Ling Mohan's tone grew softer. Sitting there, her large body seemed to shrink, giving her the appearance of a wronged young woman. This, in turn, stirred something within Feng Jin, and she inexplicably began to pity Ling Mohan.
She abruptly shook her head, casting away this terrible thought. Feng Jin turned her head away, no longer looking at Ling Mohan, worried that her soft heart would be swayed again, and she might foolishly forgive Ling Mohan's actions, rendering all her previous efforts wasted.
Clearing her throat, Feng Jin maintained a cold expression. "The trouble you've caused, you figure out how to resolve it cleanly. Don't wait until your little lover arrives at the manor with her child. At that time, don't blame me for showing no mercy and kicking you out of the manor as well."
Dropping the heavy words, Feng Jin didn't even spare a glance at Ling Mohan. With firm resolve, she kicked open the door and walked out.
She hadn't expected that kicking open the door would be so satisfying. It wasn't hard to see why Ling Mohan was always addicted to it; it made her want to experience it again. However, now was not the time; it was better to leave.
Ling Mohan watched Feng Jin's departing back, reaching out her hand to lift it, then letting it fall back down with a hint of powerlessness. It seemed that nothing she said was useful anymore. Feng Jin no longer believed anything she said; anything more would be futile.
She still needed to find a way to properly coax Feng Jin. Ling Mohan had no idea how to do it and was suddenly overwhelmed. Coaxing a girl to be happy was far more difficult than fighting a war on the battlefield or conquering cities.
Ling Mohan wore a troubled expression, her fingers tapping incessantly on the table, still unable to think of any solution.
"Young General, Prince Jing invites you to his manor. He has important matters to discuss."
Lu Shi's voice from outside the door penetrated the room. Ling Mohan slowly opened her contemplative eyes.
After a moment of hesitation, she stood up and walked out. Pushing open the door, her gaze fell upon Lu Shi. "Go and inform Prince Jing that this General has an urgent matter and must first go to the Zhennan Prince's manor. Ask him to wait."
"Yes, this subordinate obeys."
Lu Shi bowed and accepted the order. When he looked up again, Ling Mohan was nowhere to be seen.
At this hour, why was the Young General going to the Zhennan Prince's manor? Although Lu Shi was full of confusion, he still followed Ling Mohan's instructions, went to Prince Jing's manor, and informed Chu Chenyi of the matter.
"Are you sure General Ling went to the Zhennan Prince's manor?" Chu Chenyi's eyes flashed with a hint of schadenfreude as he heard this, but he forced himself to keep his outward expression from being too obvious.
"The Young General did indeed go to the Zhennan Prince's manor. Please, Your Highness, wait a moment."
Lu Shi reported truthfully, not delving into the deeper meaning of Chu Chenyi's words.
"Very well... you may return first. I have plenty of time to wait."
Chu Chenyi was in a great mood, and his tone was filled with joy. It seemed Ling Mohan had learned of the matter and was certainly going to the Zhennan Prince's manor to settle accounts with Gu Beichen. He could already imagine Gu Beichen being severely beaten by Ling Mohan.
Tomorrow, he would also have to bring a generous gift and pay a visit to the Zhennan Prince's manor. He simply couldn't contain his excitement and couldn't help but chuckle.
A hand suddenly covered his forehead, pulling his thoughts back from his fantasies.
Chu Chenyi came back to himself and followed the blue sleeve upward to see Lin Yuwei's face.
"It's not even hot, I thought you were delirious from a fever and were just grinning foolishly. I've been calling you, but you haven't responded since you came in. I almost thought you'd gone mad from a fever. Looking at your slightly silly appearance, I'm a little worried. If you really did go mad, that would be terrible."
"You're the one who's silly. This is tears of joy, what do you know!"
Being able to witness Gu Beichen suffer the consequences of his own actions felt truly wonderful. It was just a pity that he couldn't witness it firsthand.
However, in the current situation, if he were to go there himself, he would likely be in a miserable state, and it was even possible he might get caught in the crossfire. He would wait until things were resolved before going to watch the commotion.
"What good news makes you cry tears of joy? Could it be that the beauty you've kept outside has given you a son, and you're about to become a father?"
Lin Yuwei's words almost made him spit out the tea he had in his mouth.
Had she been spending too much time with Feng Jin? Was she influenced by her and now spoke exactly like Feng Jin, irritating him to the core?
Chu Chenyi felt a lump of anger lodged in his chest, unable to rise or fall, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"If you're not going to speak, does that mean I guessed correctly? You really are keeping a mistress outside. Tell me, is she a girl from a brothel? I'm not saying this to scold you, but you are a prince, after all. What kind of woman can't you get? Why must you go to places like brothels and fool around? Aren't you worried about catching a disease!"
"Where did you hear such nonsense? And I do not keep mistresses outside, nor do I have the habit of frequenting brothels."
Yesterday, Gu Beichen had insisted on dragging him and Ling Mohan along, saying there were important matters to discuss. Who knew that he…