Feng Jin's words were laced with sarcasm, and she naturally offered Ling Mo Han no pleasantries. If Ling Mo Han were truly innocent, this mud would never have been slung his way.
Flies don't land on a seamless egg; these two were birds of a feather, neither of them any good. Feng Jin's gaze toward Ling Mo Han instantly deepened with disdain.
"I..."
Ling Mo Han was about to explain something further when Feng Jin directly interrupted him.
"Enough, don't bother explaining. Explaining is merely trying to conceal something. Ultimately, those legs are attached to you. If you don't actively step forward, how can others beat you with a stick to go in!"
Feng Jin's tone was filled with anger. She glared fiercely at Ling Mo Han, truly believing she was some kind of good bird.
Instead of reflecting on her own mistakes, she pushed all the blame onto others, intending to extricate herself. What a clever plan.
The reason she was so furious was ultimately because Ling Mo Han wasn't thinking about where he went wrong, but was instead offering useless explanations and shifting all the blame onto others.
"I... I didn't already... admit my mistake to you..."
As she spoke, Ling Mo Han's voice grew softer. Sitting there, his large frame seemed to shrink, giving him the appearance of a wronged little woman. Her heart couldn't help but be touched, and she even began to pity Ling Mo Han slightly.
She abruptly shook her head, casting away the terrifying thought. Feng Jin turned her head away, no longer looking at Ling Mo Han, fearing that if she softened her heart again and foolishly forgave Ling Mo Han for his actions, all her previous efforts would be in vain.
She coughed lightly, and Feng Jin’s face regained its coldness. "The trouble you've caused, you fix it yourself. Don't wait until that day your little lover enters the manor holding a child. Then don't blame me for showing no mercy and kicking you out of the manor as well."
She dropped the words heavily, not even sparing Ling Mo Han a glance. With resolute determination, she kicked open the door and walked out.
She never expected that kicking the door open would feel so satisfying. It was no wonder Ling Mo Han was always addicted to it; it made her want to experience it again. But now wasn't the time; it was better to leave.
Ling Mo Han watched Feng Jin's retreating back. He reached out a hand, then slowly and somewhat feebly lowered it. It seemed that whatever he said was useless now. Feng Jin no longer believed anything he said, and any further words would be in vain.
He still had to find a way to appease Feng Jin. He didn't know how to do it, and Ling Mo Han's head immediately started to ache. Appeasing a girl was far more difficult than fighting on the battlefield and conquering cities.
Ling Mo Han looked troubled, his fingers constantly tapping on the tabletop, still unable to come up with any solution.
"Young General, the Prince of Jing invites you to his manor for an important discussion."
Lu Shi's reporting voice from outside the door filtered in. Ling Mo Han's thoughtful eyes slowly opened.
He hesitated for a moment before standing up and walking out. He pushed open the door and his gaze fell on Lu Shi. "Go back and tell the Prince of Jing that this general has something to attend to at the Zhennan King's manor first and to wait for me."
"Yes, this subordinate obeys."
Lu Shi bowed and acknowledged the order. When he looked up again, Ling Mo Han was already gone.
At this hour, why was the Young General going to the Zhennan King's manor? Although Lu Shi was completely bewildered, he still followed Ling Mo Han's instructions and went to the Prince of Jing's manor to deliver the message to Chu Chenyi.
"Are you sure General Ling went to the Zhennan King's manor?" When Chu Chenyi heard this, a flicker of schadenfreude crossed his eyes, but he suppressed it on his face, not allowing it to be too obvious.
"The Young General did indeed go to the Zhennan King's manor. Please wait a moment, Your Highness."
Lu Shi reported truthfully, not overthinking the other meaning in Chu Chenyi's words.
"Good... you may return. This Prince has plenty of time to wait."
Chu Chenyi was in a good mood, and even his tone was filled with joy. It seemed Ling Mo Han had already learned of the matter and was surely going to the Zhennan King's manor to settle accounts with Gu Beichen. He could already imagine the scene of Gu Beichen being severely beaten by Ling Mo Han.
Tomorrow, he would also bring a generous gift and pay a visit to the Zhennan King's manor. He could barely contain the joy in his heart and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Suddenly, a hand covered his forehead, pulling his thoughts back from his fantasy.
Chu Chenyi snapped back to attention. Following the blue sleeve in front of him upward, he saw Lin Yuwei's face.
"It's not hot, is it? I thought you had a fever and were just smiling foolishly."
Ever since she entered, she had seen Chu Chenyi grinning foolishly. He hadn't responded even after being called several times. She almost thought Chu Chenyi had a fever and had gone mad. Looking at his slightly silly appearance, she even started to worry a little; it would be terrible if he really had gone mad.
"You're the one who's foolish! This Prince is crying tears of joy, what do you know!"
Being able to witness Gu Beichen suffer the consequences of his own actions was indeed satisfying. It was only a pity that he couldn't witness it live.
However, given the current situation, if he were to personally go there now, he would likely be in a miserable state and might even get caught in the crossfire. He'd better wait until the matter was resolved before going to watch the commotion.
"What good news makes you cry tears of joy? Did the beauty you keep on the outside give birth to a son, and you're about to become a father?"
Lin Yuwei's words almost made him spit out the tea he was holding.
Had she been with Feng Jin for too long, influenced by her? Now, when she spoke, she was exactly like Feng Jin, infuriatingly so.
Chu Chenyi felt a blockage of anger in his chest, unable to go up or down, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"You're not talking, are you? Did I guess right? You really have a mistress on the outside. Tell me, is she a girl from a brothel? I'm not criticizing you, but you are a dignified prince. What kind of woman can't you have? Why must you go to places like brothels to fool around? Aren't you worried about catching diseases!"
"Where did you hear such nonsense? And I do not keep a mistress on the outside, nor do I have the habit of frequenting brothels."
Yesterday, it was clearly Gu Beichen who insisted on dragging him and Ling Mo Han to discuss an important matter. Who knew that he...