A sharp female voice disturbed Feng Ninghe's sleep.
She quickly got dressed and rose, opening the door.
Old Man Xu rubbed his sleepy eyes as he walked over, clearly also woken up: "What happened?"
Chi Xia urgently pointed towards the courtyard gate: "For some reason, Madam and the Third Miss have come with the Master, saying they want the Eldest Miss to give them an explanation! Several elders from the clan have also arrived one after another."
At the courtyard entrance, the maids were trying their best to block them.
Madam Zhang stood there, furious, pushing the maids aside.
The maids were naturally no match for Madam Zhang and fell to the ground when pushed.
Old Man Xu clicked his tongue, then quickly added as if remembering something: "While you were away, this Third Miss was clamoring to find you. Now she's here in such a fury to settle scores. Did you do something?"
Feng Ninghe smiled and let it pass, not answering the question.
This was because Madam Zhang and the others had already arrived in force and barged into the courtyard.
Feng Tongtong wore a veil, her bare head shining brightly.
"Elders, Feng Ninghe rushed into my room and disfigured me. I am about to marry the First Prince, and this marriage cannot have any mishaps!"
Feng Tongtong glared at Feng Ninghe and spoke politely to the elders.
This marriage was beneficial and harmless to the Feng family, so the elders naturally did not want any mishaps with it.
The elders exchanged glances.
The Second Elder spoke first: "This marriage indeed cannot be taken lightly and must be handled with caution. Eldest Miss, the Third Miss repeatedly claims this matter is inseparable from you. Do you have any explanation?"
If it weren't for Feng Tongtong's impending marriage to the First Prince, and the fact that they were not yet married, the elders would not have bothered with this foolish woman, Feng Tongtong.
The Third Miss's affairs had already spread, and some busybodies had even written plays for people to enjoy.
The Feng family was also shamed by Feng Tongtong, and people from other families were waiting to see the spectacle.
Facing the inquiry, Feng Ninghe's expression remained unchanged. She looked at the elders with a serious face: "Elders, do you still remember the matter of the Third Miss's cultivation being crippled?"
The elders nodded one after another.
Feng Tongtong was filled with rage, glaring fiercely at her: "Why do you bring this up? Are you trying to show off that you crippled my cultivation?"
"Third Miss, speak with caution."
Feng Ninghe glanced at her calmly and said unhurriedly: "That night you slandered me for breaking into your room and crippling your cultivation. Are you trying to slander me again today?"
The First Elder immediately frowned.
Slander was not the first time Feng Tongtong had done it, and she might do it again.
The Fourth Elder stroked his goatee, his eyes showing a hint of contemplation: "Does the Third Miss have any proof?"
Upon mentioning evidence, Feng Tongtong's expression subtly changed.
Feng Ninghe had approached aggressively and set up a formation, making it easy to avoid prying eyes.
Where would she get evidence?
Turning her gaze, Feng Tongtong suddenly fixed her eyes on Yan Tao: "Yan Tao was also in the courtyard at the time. She saw Feng Ninghe break into my room with her own eyes!"
Suddenly being named, Yan Tao's body trembled, but she had to brace herself and reply: "The Third Miss is correct!"
Yan Tao kept her head lowered, nervously tugging at her sleeves, her face filled with guilt.
Feng Ninghe chuckled softly, her delicate eyebrows slightly curved. Her voice, when it came out, held a hint of amusement: "The Third Miss's face became like this today, didn't it? But I wasn't even in the manor all day."
Madam Zhang raised an eyebrow, looking at her with scrutiny: "If you weren't in the manor, where were you? Do you have a witness?"
"I spent the entire day at the Opera Tower with the Pavilion Master of Liu Mian Ge. Sixth Master is the witness."
The clear female voice fell slowly.
Feng Ninghe looked at Feng Tongtong quietly.
"Nonsense!"
Feng Tongtong's eyes were filled with anger. She pointed at Feng Ninghe fiercely: "It was clearly you who broke into my room! Utter nonsense!"
Feng Ninghe was fearless and said with composure: "If you don't believe me, you can go and ask Sixth Master, and then you'll know the truth?"
Her mentioning Sixth Master made everyone's gaze flicker slightly.
Feng Guangyao's heart sank.
It was difficult for ordinary people to even get a glimpse of Sixth Master, and even he had never had the chance to interact with Sixth Master like this. This wretched girl had spent a whole day with Sixth Master at the Opera Tower!
With Sixth Master's support, it would be easy for Feng Ninghe to secure her position as the family head.
Thinking this, Feng Guangyao became anxious and quickly blurted out: "What is your relationship with Sixth Master?"
Feng Ninghe shrugged, not intending to elaborate: "That's not something Uncle should know. In short, if you don't trust me, you can send someone to ask Sixth Master."
The less people knew about Feng Tongtong's disfigurement, the better.
She dared to speak like this, so she wasn't afraid of an investigation.
If sending someone to inquire didn't yield the desired answer, wouldn't it be a wasted trip, and even let others know about the matter?
Feng Tongtong was not stupid and immediately thought of the pros and cons.
The person who attacked her at the villa last time was clearly Feng Ninghe, but everyone claimed to have seen her by the pond.
The matter had ended without resolution because of this. Who knew what trick Feng Ninghe had employed this time?
At this moment, Feng Tongtong fell silent, her beautiful eyes filled with rage.
The culprit was clearly right in front of her, yet she could do nothing to Feng Ninghe.
"I suggest we let bygones be bygones and let this matter drop. The priority now is to find a way to treat it and see if there's a way for you to wear a wig again."
The First Elder spoke.
This was also the best solution at the moment.
Feng Tongtong's tears welled up in her eyes in distress: "But the culprit is clearly Feng Ninghe! Now that I've become like this, the culprit is still free!"
"Third Miss, everything requires evidence. Since you have no proof, do not slander people at will."
Feng Ninghe looked directly at her, slowly uttering these words, her eyes slightly cold.
After the incident last time, the Feng family members did not trust Feng Tongtong.
Recently, Feng Tongtong's affairs had caused a stir throughout the city, and the Feng family's impression of her had gradually declined.
Feng Tongtong cried in distress, but she could do nothing to Feng Ninghe.
Old Man Xu yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said softly: "Tonight is nothing more than a farce. Everyone should disperse and get some rest."
"Immortal Xu, please wait!"
Madam Zhang, as if thinking of something, quickly called out to him: "Tongtong's face is inexplicably getting worse. Now she can't even wear a wig. When she uses spiritual arts, her whole body itches unbearably. But when she doesn't wear a wig, she immediately feels better."
Feng Tongtong also quickly nodded: "Immortal Xu, can you please help? I am about to marry the First Prince and will be the future Imperial Consort. If you can help me, I will definitely not treat you poorly."
Old Man Xu raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.
He subconsciously glanced at Feng Ninghe.
The matter of Feng Tongtong's cultivation being crippled was indeed done by Feng Ninghe. It seemed she had used some underhanded means again this time.
At this moment, the elders of the Feng family also spoke one after another: "The Third Miss is about to marry the First Prince. At this critical juncture, something must not go wrong. If you can help the Third Miss, our Feng family will also remember this kindness."