Feng Jin’s foot had barely crossed the threshold of the room when she caught sight of Madam Sun lying on the floor, unconscious. Ling Mo Han’s figure was nowhere to be found within the room, nor did a search of the surroundings reveal the man.
She hadn’t anticipated that the person delivered would be Madam Sun, but since Ling Mo Han had instructed Lu Shi to bring her, why wasn't he in the room?
Just as Feng Jin was about to leave, the previously unconscious Madam Sun suddenly stirred.
"Why are you here? Where is this place!"
Madam Sun, who had been in a daze, instantly sobered up upon seeing Feng Jin. She sprang up from the ground like a startled cat, her gaze towards Feng Jin filled with hostility and wariness.
If she had any weapon in her hand, she would have already attacked.
Feng Jin’s eyebrows flickered slightly, and she looked at Madam Sun with amusement. "I am standing right here. Can't you guess where this is?"
Madam Sun was also a clever woman. Hearing Feng Jin’s words, she naturally understood what was happening.
She took a step forward, standing opposite Feng Jin, and angrily reprimanded her, "You slut, how dare you! I am the Prime Minister’s wife, the Third Prince’s mother-in-law. You dare to tie me up and bring me here. Your father will surely not let you off when he finds out."
Feng Jin let out a cold laugh, finding Madam Sun’s words utterly nonsensical. "You've acted in too many plays, you’ve even deceived yourself..."
"Prime Minister’s wife... the Third Prince’s mother-in-law. You're dreaming! Madam Sun, have you forgotten that you were demoted to a concubine long ago? And your daughter, Feng Ruo Yan, like you, is merely a concubine to the Third Prince. What face do you have to call yourself such? Though, it is rather strange that you and your daughter seem to have a penchant for being concubines."
"Feng Jin, you little slut, I'll kill you... I'll kill you..."
Her sore spot having been hit, Madam Sun immediately flew into a rage and lunged at Feng Jin, her claws outstretched.
Before she could even touch a corner of Feng Jin’s garment, a flash of silver light appeared, and Madam Sun was pinned in place, unable to move.
"With your paltry skills, don't try to show off in front of me. Since you've arrived here, you will certainly not be allowed to leave. Madam Sun, you can stay here with peace of mind, and you'll suffer less. Otherwise, your life might be in danger."
Feng Jin threatened fiercely. Although she didn't know what Ling Mo Han intended to do with this menace, Madam Sun, by bringing her here, it was never wrong to keep her.
She also had no intention of removing the silver needles from Madam Sun’s acupoints. Guards could not compare to the effectiveness of fixing her in place with silver needles.
"Let me go, you little slut! I won't let you off, I will absolutely not let you off!" Madam Sun’s hysterical shouts were completely silenced as the door closed.
"Young Madam, you're out?"
Lu Shi, seeing Feng Jin emerge, hurried forward with a fawning expression.
"When the young general returns to the manor, tell him to find me."
She wanted to ask Ling Mo Han what his intentions were by bringing Madam Sun to the manor.
"Yes, Young Madam. When the young general returns, this subordinate will certainly inform him."
Lu Shi quickly agreed, his only thought now being to quickly send Feng Jin away. Otherwise, when the young general returned, he would surely not be lenient with him.
Without further delay, Feng Jin gave her instructions and then left.
Not long after returning to her room, Ling Mo Han’s figure appeared.
"Did you go to the study?" Ling Mo Han asked Feng Jin urgently as soon as he entered the room and before he even sat down.
Feng Jin nodded without reservation, lifting her eyelids to glance at Ling Mo Han. "I heard Lu Shi sent a woman to your study. I was curious to see what kind of stunning beauty it was that deserved the young general acting so sneakily."
"Seeing her with my own eyes, I realized what 'breathtaking' truly means. The young general's taste is indeed quite unique now."
Feng Jin teased and mocked him intentionally, a smile never fading from her lips. To be honest, when she saw Madam Sun in the study, she had indeed been shocked for a moment.
"Stop deliberately mocking me. The person in the study was clearly Madam Sun. You saw it with your own eyes, yet you insist on this."
It wasn't as if he didn't know who was in the study, yet she had to be so sarcastic and ironic. Ling Mo Han sighed and sat down beside Feng Jin with a hint of helplessness.
Feng Jin chuckled lightly and put down her teacup. "Aren't I just joking with you? Why do you take it so seriously? Could it be... you actually have feelings for..."
The rest of her words stopped abruptly as she met Ling Mo Han's stern gaze. Feng Jin wisely shut her mouth. If she continued, Ling Mo Han might truly be angered to death by her.
She wasn't prepared to be a widow at such a young age, so it was better to say less.
"I still want to ask you why you brought Madam Sun to the manor?" Feng Jin quickly changed the subject and asked.
"Madam Sun went to the Third Prince's manor to find Feng Ruo Yan. I was worried the two of them might be colluding, so I had Lu Shi wait outside and bring Madam Sun here. She had just been confined to the study, and I hadn't even seen her before you intercepted me."
He could only blame Feng Jin for having too many informants in the manor. Even the slightest disturbance couldn't escape Feng Jin's notice.
Feng Jin glared fiercely at Ling Mo Han, her tone full of threat. "What? I'm not allowed to go to your study anymore?"
"Or... you're really keeping a mistress in your study, and you're afraid I'll find out!"
"What nonsense is your little head thinking? It's all baseless talk. You're the one who overthinks things all day. My study is only that big. If I wanted to keep a mistress, tell me where I would hide her? Is there even a place to hide one?"
Keeping a mistress... Let alone him never having thought of it, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't have the means. He was as poor as could be, unable to even afford the money for a drink or a song, so how could he afford to keep a mistress?
Ling Mo Han pulled Feng Jin into his embrace, pinching her delicate chin and forcing her to meet his gaze. "I have no habit of keeping a mistress. If my wife is willing, I could perhaps hide you in a golden house."
He had indeed thought about hiding Feng Jin away forever, so that she wouldn't be able to leave the house, belonging to him alone in this life, with no one else even having the right to glance at her.
"You wish!" Feng Jin said word by word, pushing the man away. How could she possibly agree to be locked away forever? He should abandon those brainless perverse thoughts.
"What's wrong? You're still unwilling? I actually think we could try it..."
The thought of Feng Jin locked away indoors, waiting for him to return every day, greatly satisfied his petty vanity.
"Forget about it. That's impossible!"