Lin Yuwei felt both amused and exasperated. Tears welled up in her eyes, only to be forced back. The situation had become so awkward that she didn't know how to continue the conversation.
Feng Jin covered her mouth with a chuckle, her chin resting lazily on her palm, her entire demeanor languid.
"Pack all these cosmetics and take them back with you. Just charge them to my account. I have a few bottles of skincare water and lotion at home. When I return, I'll send someone to deliver them to your manor."
"Sister Feng Jin, you are so kind to me. How can I ever repay you..."
After much thought, she realized she had nothing of value to repay Sister Feng Jin with. She didn't lack money, and besides, she didn't have any herself!
However, it seemed Sister Feng Jin lacked nothing either, which truly stumped her.
"I don't need your repayment. As long as you live comfortably and don't frequently quarrel with Prince Jing and then run off to the Ling manor, you staying at the Ling manor for a few days will have Prince Jing's footsteps wearing down the threshold."
Feng Jin's tone was full of helplessness. Lately, Lin Yuwei seemed to want to stay at the Ling manor every few days, followed closely by Chu Chenyi, who would cling to her and refuse to leave.
She had to worry about the affairs of these two every day. As long as these two stopped bothering her, she would be willing to spend more money.
"I don't... It's clearly Chu Chenyi who is always looking for trouble and bothering me. Wherever I go, he follows. Why don't you ask the guards at the gate to be more vigilant? If it's Chu Chenyi, just don't let him in."
It was all Chu Chenyi's fault, and she was implicated. She actually thought this method was quite good; it would allow her to block Chu Chenyi at the door and prevent him from entering.
Feng Jin sighed helplessly. From the sound of it, she still intended to pester her from time to time.
If this continued, could she ever have a peaceful life?
It seemed necessary to have a good talk with Chu Chenyi about this matter, to tell him not to provoke Lin Yuwei all day and not to shamelessly linger at her home unwilling to leave.
Constant turmoil like this would wear anyone out.
Once Feng Jin made up her mind, she planned to find a time to visit Prince Jing's manor and have a good chat with Chu Chenyi about this.
"How can the guards at the Ling manor stop him? As long as you two argue less, I'll be content."
Feng Jin's tone was full of resignation. She wondered why other couples would reconcile after a quarrel, but these two would create such a huge fuss.
Their last argument about divorce had even reached the palace, and it was rumored that only the Empress Dowager's intervention had managed to quell the matter.
Things had been relatively quiet for some time, but she didn't know how long it would last. She only hoped that their arguments wouldn't turn her home into a battlefield.
After a few more casual words, the two of them returned to their respective manors.
"Young Madam, this servant will go and boil some hot water for you to soak your feet."
Chu Qing helped Feng Jin sit down on a chair, then went to the small kitchen to boil water.
Upon returning to her room, Feng Jin immediately removed all the pearl hairpins and jade ornaments from her elaborate hairstyle, as well as the false bun.
Instantly, the weight on her head was greatly reduced, and she felt lighter, but the soreness in her neck intensified.
She reached up and firmly massaged her sore neck a few times, which provided some relief.
Wearing these things on her head was sheer torture. She wondered how ancient people wore them all day without getting tired.
Just wearing them today, she felt the heavy and cumbersome full head of pearls and jade, and her neck felt as if it would break.
"Young Madam, the hot water is ready. Please soak your feet first. Later, this servant will help you press some acupoints so you can sleep more soundly tonight."
"You have these skills too? I've never seen you do this before."
Feng Jin was slightly surprised. Why had she never noticed Chu Qing had so many abilities before? It was like she was dropping her disguise, and she wondered what else she didn't know.
"These were all taught to us by Madam Sun specifically, so that we would be proficient in various tasks. This way, it would be more convenient for disguise when we are on missions. It seems to be quite useful now."
She had been forced to learn these things before, but now they were actually being put to use.
As Chu Qing was finishing massaging Feng Jin and about to get up and leave, her hand had not yet touched the doorknob when the door was violently kicked open from the outside.
Then, a familiar figure slowly appeared. Lin Yuwei, who should have been at Prince Jing's manor, had returned again.
At that moment, Feng Jin's heart sank. She felt that absolutely nothing good would happen next and was just contemplating how to speak when Lin Yuwei opened her mouth.
"Sister Feng Jin, I really have nowhere else to go. Please take me in for a while."
Before Feng Jin could refuse, Lin Yuwei quickly interjected.
Having been preempted, Feng Jin's words were blocked, and she looked at Lin Yuwei helplessly, asking weakly, "Tell me first, what happened today that made you run away from home again?"
Lin Yuwei sat down heavily on a chair, her hand on the table instantly tightening into a fist.
She truly didn't know how to explain. The moment she returned to the manor today, she happened to run into Ling Mo Han, who walked past her without even a glance before she could greet him.
When she met Chu Chenyi, he launched into a torrent of reprimands.
In the end, wasn't it because she had told Sister Feng Jin about the Third Prince's private affairs?
So, Ling Mo Han had come late at night, perhaps to discuss this matter with Chu Chenyi?
She couldn't stand Chu Chenyi's nagging, and in a fit of anger, she had argued with him. Filled with rage, she naturally didn't want to return to the Pingyang Marquis's manor. After much thought, only Sister Feng Jin's place could shelter her.
"Actually, it's because..." Lin Yuwei then told Feng Jin everything.
"You're saying Ling Mo Han personally went to see Chu Chenyi to discuss these matters..."
Feng Jin couldn't believe Ling Mo Han would do something so childish and foolish, her tone full of doubt.
"Perhaps you are mistaken. Ling Mo Han must have had important matters to discuss when he visited."