Feng Ruoyan was welcomed to the front hall, and waited for a long time without seeing Ling Mohan's figure.
Her heart was clenched tightly, and a bad feeling spread to the bottom of her heart.
"Brother Mohan, you're here." It wasn't until she saw Ling Mohan's figure that Feng Ruoyan's nervous emotions eased a little.
"What brings Auntie here?"
Ling Mohan's tone was full of distance.
"Auntie... you call me Auntie?" Feng Ruoyan was full of disbelief, and asked uncertainly.
"Brother Mohan, you've never treated me like this before. We grew up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts. Are you really so heartless?"
Feng Ruoyan said with a wronged, tearful voice, her voice as soft as water, her slender, weak body swayed unsteadily.
"Since Feng Jin and I are married, things are different. It would be more appropriate for Auntie to see Feng Jin first if she visits again."
"Brother Mohan, do you really want to be so heartless? Are you blaming me for not marrying you..."
Feng Ruoyan cried and acted pitifully: "It's all because my fate doesn't match yours that Feng Jin married you."
The Ling family held a pivotal position in the court, and Ling Mohan was the next successor of the Ling family. With the support of the Ling family, her position as empress would be even more stable.
"Since Feng Jin and I have compatible fates, it also proves that Feng Jin and I are a destined match. If Auntie has no other business, please leave!"
Ling Mohan couldn't be bothered to waste more words and directly showed her the door.
"Brother Mohan..."
Feng Ruoyan called out softly, and the next moment, her legs softened, and her weak body naturally fell into Ling Mohan's arms.
"Brother Mohan, you still have me in your heart, don't you?"
Feng Ruoyan feigned weakness, secretly rejoicing in her heart. As expected, Ling Mohan still cared about her. Just as she was about to pour out her longing and reluctance, her whole body was suddenly pulled up and then made an intimate contact with the marble floor.
"Ah!" A scream pierced the sky, startling the birds in the trees to flap their wings and flee this place of trouble.
Lu Shi, who followed closely, couldn't help but suppress a smile as he saw Feng Ruoyan lying on the ground in a sprawled position.
Feng Jin looked down at Feng Ruoyan, who was lying on the ground, with cold eyes.
To poach a wall so brazenly, and to be a mistress to this extent, only Feng Ruoyan could do it.
"Sister, you are hugging and embracing in the Ling family with your brother-in-law. What if this gets out?"
"Sister, you misunderstand. I felt a little dizzy, and Brother Mohan happened to support me!"
Feng Ruoyan quickly explained, appearing understanding.
"You're talking nonsense! I clearly saw you deliberately falling into the young general's arms!"
Cai Qing jumped out and said, if she hadn't seen it, she would have made black out of white.
Feng Ruoyan's face changed, and she stood awkwardly. Her eyes rolled, and she unleashed her inner "white lotus" skills: "Sister, even if you hate me, you shouldn't let your maid slander my reputation like this. I can't bear such baseless accusations. If you are like this, I might as well die."
Looking like she would die if she didn't get her way, Feng Jin felt insulted just by looking at her precious eyes for another moment.
She took out a dagger from her embrace and threw it in front of Feng Ruoyan: "Since you are so virtuous, for the sake of your reputation, I can only fulfill your wish!"
Feng Ruoyan's tear-streaked face froze. She hadn't expected Feng Jin to be so unpredictable.
The dagger in front of her was like a death warrant, putting her in a dilemma.
"Scared? Weren't you just incredibly virtuous, unwilling to have your reputation tarnished, and willing to die to prove your innocence? Now I'm giving you the chance, why are you backing down? Or were your words all against your will?"
This meager trick was trying to show off in front of her.
The most effective way to deal with a "white lotus" whose tactics were to advance by retreating and appear weak was to directly tear off their disguised face.
Unreasonable and direct pursuit would leave the "white lotus" unable to cope.
"Sister, you..."
Feng Ruoyan's eyes were filled with tears, and her wronged appearance formed a stark contrast with Feng Jin's snarling.
If an outsider didn't know the truth, they would think Feng Jin was bullying her.
"Stop pretending to be pitiful. Your little tricks are only useful on fools."
After saying that, her gaze also swept over Ling Mohan.
Aren't there some fools who can't wait any longer?
Feng Jin slowly stood up, her voice cold and indisputable: "I can't tolerate sand in my eyes, and I dislike others touching my things the most. Miss Feng, you should respect yourself!"
While she was still bearing the title of Madam Ling, she would not allow Feng Ruoyan to covet.
"Also, please trouble yourself to give Madam Sun a message, asking her to send the betrothal gifts tomorrow, otherwise I will go to the Dali Temple and expose everything. See if you can still become the Third Prince's Consort!"
Everything that belonged to her would be returned to her one by one: "Cai Qing, see Miss Feng out!"
She paused, then added, "Tell the servants at the door to watch carefully and not let any cats or dogs in!"
"You..." Feng Ruoyan had long lost her previous weak and helpless demeanor, pointing at Feng Jin furiously, but the words at the tip of her tongue could not be spoken.
"Lu Shi, see the guest out!"
Ling Mohan, who had been watching for a long time, finally spoke with a deep voice.
This completely shattered the last shred of hope in Feng Ruoyan's heart.
She had never seen Ling Mohan's face so gloomy. Being ordered to leave, Feng Ruoyan had to leave sheepishly, her reluctant gaze lingering on Ling Mohan as she departed.
With the eyesore gone, Feng Jin turned her gaze to Ling Mohan: "Young General, eat more carrots if you have nothing to do to improve your vision!"
Blind fool, unable to see through such a simple trick from Feng Ruoyan.
If she hadn't arrived in time and thrown this "white lotus" out, and Ling Mohan had fallen for her scheme, the entire Ling family would have been at her beck and call, becoming a stepping stone for her to become the Third Prince's Consort.
Feng Jin stared at Ling Mohan expressionlessly, but her eyes surged with emotions. She heavily flicked her sleeve.
The sweet white glazed porcelain bowl on the coffee table fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Ling Mohan's mouth twitched, his face turned ashen. Just as he was about to erupt, his neck felt a pain like an ant bite, and his body couldn't move, let alone speak. Only his consciousness was clear.
Feng Jin moved a chair and sat opposite him. She was going to give him a good lesson.
"Feng Ruoyan's visit was only to use you to help her marry the Third Prince and ascend to the throne of Empress... I've said all I can. The rest is up to you. But as long as I am still Madam Ling, I hope you will conduct yourself with integrity. After our divorce, I will have nothing to do with your three wives and four concubines!"
Ling Mohan's face suddenly changed. She actually intended to divorce him.
Then what was she marrying into the Ling family for? And where did her superb medical skills come from?