Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Seventh Prince must have been startled just now. Xue’er has already brewed a new cup of tea. Please try it, Seventh Prince.” Meng Ruxue, who had finished touching up her makeup, saw that Xuanyuan Ye seemed to be saying something to Meng Fuying. She was secretly shocked and quickly walked over with some refreshments.
Xuanyuan Ye’s face returned to its usual cold expression. He no longer looked at Meng Fuying, but neither did he look at Meng Ruxue.
He stretched out his slender fingers and picked up a cup of tea.
Meng Fuying slightly pursed her lips. What? Was he suggesting that she was being sly? He was the sly one.
However, she was still sensible enough not to be a third wheel here and disturb their romance.
She lightly patted the crumbs on her hand, stood up, and very naturally walked out of the pavilion, leaving this place to the two of them.
Xuanyuan Ye tightened his grip on the cup as a suspicious look of anger flashed across his deep eyes.
She had just taken a few steps when Feng Yulan blocked her way.
Meng Fuying saw the anger and jealousy on her face and could not help but secretly laugh. She had already said that she would annul the engagement with Bai Yichen. Feng Yulan pestering her like this was really laughable.
Feng Yulan hid the jealousy on her face and forced a smile. She lowered her voice and said, “Brother Chen said that he only has me in his heart. He also said that he will marry me in a few days.”
As she spoke, a pair of eyes stared intently at Meng Fuying, waiting for her to flare up.
“Oh, congratulations.” Meng Fuying did not even lift her eyelids as she said lazily. She did not look as angry as Feng Yulan had expected. In fact, she did not even seem to care.
However, her lips curled into a cold smile. If Bai Yichen really told her that, she wouldn’t have had to tell her so secretly. Ha, childish tricks, how boring.
Feng Yulan was completely stunned. She thought that Meng Fuying had not flared up earlier because her mother had informed her beforehand. After all, today was Old Master Meng’s birthday.
But now, she had made it so obvious, yet Meng Fuying did not have the slightest reaction. Thinking of today’s plan, she could not help but feel secretly anxious.
She shifted her gaze slightly and said in a low voice again, “Young Master Bai also said that he must get rid of an ugly freak like you and then marry me openly.”
She once again attempted to provoke Meng Fuying.
How could Meng Fuying not understand her intentions? It was nothing more than to infuriate her, make her angry, and embarrass her in front of everyone at her father’s birthday banquet.
Hmph, how could she provoke her? What a joke.
“Miss Feng is already suffering from Alzheimer’s at such a young age.” Meng Fuying slightly raised her eyes. Her light tone was filled with ridicule.
“What do you mean?” Feng Yulan was stunned and asked subconsciously.
“Miss Feng has already said what she said just now. Miss Feng has Alzheimer’s, but you can’t think that everyone else is like you,” said Meng Fuying with a faint smile.
Feng Yulan’s body stiffened, her eyes quickly filling with anger. She wished to tear off the smile on Meng Fuying’s face, but she knew that she absolutely couldn’t get angry first. Right now, she was here to infuriate this ugly freak, so she couldn’t be angered by this ugly freak.
In her heart, however, she was even more stunned. She had never expected Meng Fuying to have such a reaction. A trace of anxiousness appeared on her face, and the hand hidden under her clothes tightened once again.
After glancing at Meng Fuying, who was still unmoved, a hint of ruthlessness once again flashed through her eyes. She suddenly moved forward and forcefully pulled Meng Fuying up.
Then, her hand, which was hidden under her clothes, suddenly reached out and cut her own face. Instantly, blood oozed.
“Ah, no, no, no.” Feng Yulan stuffed an abnormally exquisite knife into Meng Fuying’s hand. Then, she crouched on the ground and screamed in horror.
“Fu’er, what did you do? Even if you like Young Master Bai, you can’t hurt Miss Feng like this.” Meng Ruxue heard the voice and ran over hurriedly. When she saw Feng Yulan’s face full of blood, she also screamed.
The corner of Meng Fuying’s lips slowly curled into a sneer. With her skills, she could completely have evaded Feng Yulan, or stuffed the weapon back into Feng Yulan’s hand.
However, she did not do that. Since they wanted to play, she would play with them. Anyway, it was not worth it to complain. She wanted to see what tricks they could play. “Big Brother, Big Brother, it hurts. It hurts. I’m disfigured. I’m disfigured.” Feng Yulan cried in panic. Her hand seemed to want to cover her face, but her hand never touched the wound on her face.
Blood kept flowing out of the wound. If it was an ordinary person, they would have subconsciously pressed on the wound to stop the bleeding. However, she did not do so. That hand was just randomly moving around her wound.
In the eyes of others, that action seemed to have frightened her so much that she was at a loss.
However, Meng Fuying knew that the Feng family had practiced medicine for generations. Feng Yulan naturally knew a little bit.
If she were to touch the wound at this moment, it would probably cause an infection and left a scar easily. Feng Yulan’s slash was extremely skilled. Although it looked especially frightening, with her Feng family’s medical skills, it shouldn’t be a problem to completely heal it without leaving a scar.
Hence, it was obvious that she had planned everything beforehand.
It was to frame her, but it was also for Bai Yichen. This was probably not Feng Yulan’s idea.
In the modern world, she was an extremely famous doctor. It was ridiculous for Feng Yulan to try to trick her with such childish tricks.
“Yu’er…” Feng Lingyun ran over to Feng Yulan and couldn’t help but cry out loudly. Looking at Feng Yulan’s face full of blood, his hands couldn’t help but tremble.
“Yu’er, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Big Brother is here. I won’t let anything happen to you.” As Feng Lingyun spoke, he quickly took out some unknown medicine and quickly applied it on Feng Yulan’s wound.
However, when he applied the medicine on Feng Yulan’s wound, his hand paused for a moment. There was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at Feng Yulan.
Feng Yulan’s hand seemed to grab Feng Lingyun’s hand in a panic, and then it tightened slightly.
Feng Lingyun was shocked again. He already understood in his heart. When he looked at his younger sister, he felt a bit of heartache and slightly closed his eyes.
How could he not help his own sister?
Then, a pair of eyes suddenly glared at Meng Fuying. With a face full of menace, he roared, “Meng Fuying, you are truly ruthless. Our Feng family will absolutely not let this matter rest. This Xuanyuan Dynasty still has its laws.”
After all, Feng Lingyun was the emperor’s imperial physician..