When diagnosing Sheng Xubai earlier, she had already checked. Sheng Xubai's heart condition was congenital, passed down from his mother's womb. As he grew older, the heart ailment would only worsen.
If it were in his infancy, it would have been easier to cure. But now that his condition was more severe, it would be troublesome even in modern times. Not to mention the backward medical practices, poor hygiene, and incomplete equipment of ancient times, making it even harder to treat.
"Eldest sister-in-law, you're getting carried away. I never thought about marrying Sheng Xubai, so please don't say any more."
Ling Wan hurriedly denied it, turning her back in a flustered state, pressing her rapidly beating heart. What was happening to her? Every time Sheng Xubai was mentioned, her heart would inexplicably race. The scene of them accidentally holding hands involuntarily flashed through her mind.
Feng Jin noticed all of Ling Wan's subtle movements. A faint smile played on her lips. It was more interesting to see without saying anything.
"Alright, if you don't want to mention it, then we won't," Feng Jin paused and then turned to Lin Yuwei, saying, "I haven't asked you yet, what kind of family is this Sheng Xubai from? Is he married?"
"I know this very well. The Sheng family of Jiaodong, a distinguished and noble family. Throughout history, the Sheng family has produced two Grand Tutors, and the young men of the Sheng family have served in the imperial court. Although Sheng Xubai is not in good health, he is extremely intelligent and well-read in poetry and books..."
Lin Yuwei spoke incessantly, while Feng Jin and Ling Wan listened attentively.
"So, the Sheng family is also a prominent lineage."
Feng Jin said lightly. Such families were deeply intertwined, with more cunning and deceit. If a girl as innocent and naive as Ling Wan married into such a family, she would likely be devoured to the last crumb, making it truly an unsuitable match.
"Indeed, but the capital is not short of prominent families." Lin Yuwei had grown up in the capital and had seen many great families rise and fall.
She did not have much envy for prominent families, as her own Pingyang Marquis's mansion was not a minor household.
"That's true. Families are the most complex, and people's hearts are unfathomable."
She had witnessed the malice of harem struggles. One misstep in calculated moves could lead to eternal damnation. Feng Jin had fought her way out of the Ling family step by step. Had her methods been slightly weaker, she would have lost her life long ago.
Feng Jin lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on Ling Wan, observing her expression. She hoped this little girl wasn't truly falling for Sheng Xubai. Setting aside Sheng Xubai's poor health, his family alone was not easy to deal with, making him an unsuitable match.
Ling Wan lowered her head, twisting her handkerchief, forcing herself to calm down.
"It seems like they are playing polo over there. Let's go and have a look."
Lin Yuwei, with sharp eyes, spotted the commotion and eagerly called out, pulling Feng Jin towards the viewing platform ahead.
On the polo field, two teams faced each other, all ready to engage in a fierce battle.
Feng Jin sat casually on the grass, surveying the surroundings. She then noticed that Ling Muzhu was still on the polo field, and her interest was immediately piqued. Could his little tricks really work?
Following that, a magnificent horse gracefully emerged from the rear, carrying Gu Beichen. He rode directly to Ling Muzhu's side. If these two were on the same team, what were the chances of winning?
Gu Beichen, on the polo field, seemed to have noticed Feng Jin. He even reached out to pat Ling Muzhu, whispering a few words to him. Ling Muzhu also turned his head to look at Feng Jin and waved hello.
Feng Jin quickly turned her head away, pretending not to know them. If they lost, and it was known that she knew them, it would be too embarrassing.
It wasn't that Feng Jin was particularly disdainful of them. It was just that after spending so much time with Ling Mohan, she had become accustomed to the envious glances of others. To suddenly face contemptuous stares was something she found hard to accept.
"Eldest sister-in-law, isn't that Muzhu below?" Ling Wan's gaze grew more familiar as she looked down, thinking it looked like Ling Muzhu.
"It is Ling Muzhu. Ling Wan, quickly turn your head away. Don't let others know we know them. Otherwise, if they lose later, we'll be embarrassed along with them."
Feng Jin's gaze darted around as she pulled Ling Wan towards an inconspicuous corner to hide.
This action made Ling Muzhu on the field very confused, his brows furrowed deeply. "Aren't eldest sister-in-law and second sister here to watch us play polo? Why did they suddenly leave?"
Gu Beichen snorted, "They must think we are too good, so they are going to find a place with a better view to watch clearly."
If Feng Jin could hear this, she would have given Gu Beichen a huge eye roll.
Ling Muzhu nodded as if he understood, and with the referee's urging, he hurried into the match.
The prize for this polo match was a gold-threaded emerald butterfly hairpin. Ling Muzhu had taken a liking to it at first glance, thinking of winning it for Feng Jin, and also winning a few more items to give to Ling Wan, so they could change their past impression of him.
"Eldest sister-in-law, look quickly, Muzhu scored!"
Unlike Feng Jin, who was too embarrassed to watch, Ling Wan watched attentively. When she saw Ling Muzhu score, her face was filled with unconcealable excitement.
Hearing this, Feng Jin glanced over. Ling Muzhu seemed to be not as bad as she had imagined. He scored two goals in a row, instantly widening the score between the two teams. Judging by the momentum, he seemed intent on scoring two more.
"I didn't expect Ling Muzhu to play polo quite well." Feng Jin also became interested and turned to watch the match on the polo field.
"Eldest sister-in-law, you don't know, but Muzhu isn't very good at studying. However, he is proficient in playing polo, throwing pots, and other such things. But the most skilled is actually eldest brother. Even Muzhu was taught by him hand-in-hand."
Ling Wan spoke vividly, a sense of pride welling up within her. Indeed, her eldest brother was the most capable, and any excellent man would pale in comparison to him.
"Really?" Feng Jin asked with a light tone. Why had she never heard Ling Mohan mention it?
It seemed this man had quite a few things he was hiding from her. She would have to have a good talk with him when she got back.
"Mainly, eldest brother abandoned literature for martial arts early on and is now busy with military affairs, so he no longer has time for such things."
Ling Wan sensed a change in Feng Jin's expression and, fearing that her words might cause further discord, quickly explained.
"Oh." Feng Jin nodded in agreement, but in her heart, she secretly made a heavy mark against Ling Mohan.
"Hiss... Hiss..." The neighing of the horses rang out.