Feng Linyuan let out a cold laugh, a frigid glint like a deep pool flashing in his eyes. "It seems I've kept silent for too long. They've forgotten what I was capable of back then."
These words sent a chill down Song Yiqing's spine.
What was Feng Linyuan capable of back then?
A seriously injured fifteen - year - old boy could still lead the remaining troops with ingenious strategies, stage a counter - attack in a desperate situation, and force Zhuo Yi, the Prince Xuanning of the Western Liang, who was on the verge of victory, to abandon Yan City and flee back to his base.
His capabilities were beyond what ordinary people could bear.
Moreover, Feng Linyuan had been lying in wait for six years. Once he took action...
Song Yiqing even began to worry about the other side.
"What about your cousin who harmed your wife? She's gone crazy, and no one in the Duke Chen's Mansion is bothering with her. It was her personal maid who came back from the General's Mansion and took her back to the Duke's Mansion."
Thinking of Bai Di's scarlet - eyed madness as she slashed at herself with a knife before being dragged out in front of the main hall, Song Yiqing couldn't help but shake his head.
Feng Linyuan turned around and instructed the black - clothed men behind him, "Send someone to keep an eye on her. If Bai Di doesn't fulfill the bet as promised tomorrow, drag her out of the Duke's Mansion directly..."
Feng Linyuan didn't finish his sentence, but the coldness on his face made everyone's hearts tremble.
It was Bai Di who had touched Feng Linyuan's reverse scale this time.
The reason why the mastermind behind the scenes targeted Liufeng for no reason was that they had accurately predicted that Liufeng would attack Bai Zheng, who smelled of Tuwu.
This meant that the Tuwu Bai Di had sprinkled on Bai Zheng was part of the original plan of the person who had secretly released Liufeng.
Bai Di had actually colluded with those people and blatantly framed Bai Zheng on Feng Linyuan's wedding day.
She was simply courting death!
Looking at the gloomy and cold - faced Feng Linyuan, Song Yiqing rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and sighed inwardly. He wondered if those people could withstand Feng Linyuan's wrath.
"Relax. You've endured for so many years. Don't let all your efforts go to waste at the last moment. Without full preparation, don't go too far, or you'll tip off the enemy." Song Yiqing kindly advised.
Feng Linyuan smiled faintly. "You don't need to worry. Everything is ready. All we need is the east wind."
"What east wind?" Song Yiqing asked in confusion.
Just then, someone outside the door said in a low voice, "My lord, the Marquis of Gaochang requests an audience."
The Marquis of Gaochang?
Song Yiqing was stunned at the mention of this name.
Since Zheng Yan's tragic death, the Marquis and his wife of Gaochang had seemed to disappear completely from Yongding. There had been no news of them for a long time.
Why would they come to the wedding of Feng Linyuan today?
"Look, the east wind is here." Feng Linyuan smiled meaningfully.
Suddenly, Song Yiqing was enlightened. He quickly stood up. For once, he stood up straight and bowed with his hands clasped. "I, Song, hereby congratulate the Marquis in advance."
Feng Linyuan nodded and met Song Yiqing's eyes.
The two long - time close friends exchanged a smile.
When the Marquis of Gaochang stepped into the study, only Feng Linyuan in a red robe was sitting upright on the chair.
"If Feng Zhen were still alive, he'd be so happy to see you getting married," the Marquis of Gaochang said with emotion as soon as he entered and saw the wedding clothes Feng Linyuan hadn't taken off yet.
Feng Linyuan curled his lips and said calmly, "My father would probably be quite surprised to see a wild boy like me getting married so dutifully."
The Marquis of Gaochang nodded and looked into the empty air, lost in memories.
"Back then, he was always worried that you were too restless. You either wanted to lead troops into battle or ride through the streets on horseback all day. And since you didn't have your mother to worry about your marriage, he was afraid you'd never find a wife."
Saying this, he couldn't help but laugh. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes spread, adding a touch of vicissitude to his memories.
"He didn't think that you're the prestigious Marquis of Dingyuan. How could you not find a wife?
Fathers always worry unnecessarily.
Just like me. I've been worried for so many years that Yan'er would be bullied by that brat. Now I don't have to worry anymore..."
"How is Miss Zheng?" Feng Linyuan asked when he heard the mention of Zheng Yan.
The Marquis of Gaochang turned around, found a chair, and sat down, making it hard to see his expression. "She's finally laid to rest."
Since Zheng Yan's funeral was disrupted last time, her coffin was destroyed, and her body was almost burned, the Marquis of Gaochang and the Princess Pingyang had exhausted a lot of effort to avoid the surveillance of Concubine Zhao and the Taiwei's Mansion and finally buried Zheng Yan smoothly.
His daughter had died tragically, and it was so difficult to find her a resting place. The Marquis of Gaochang's heart was filled with desolation.
"Speaking of which, we should thank the Marquise.
After that day, Pingyang and I focused all our efforts on finding a resting place for Yan'er. We never had the chance to thank the Marquise in person."
The Marquis of Gaochang looked up sincerely.
Feng Linyuan smiled and replied gently, "It doesn't matter. Zheng'er did that because she felt deeply sorry for Miss Zheng's misfortune. She didn't do it for your gratitude."
"If the Marquise hadn't stepped in that day, Yan'er would have had her soul scattered and her bones gone!"
Thinking of that day, the Marquis of Gaochang still felt a chill of fear.
"Has the Marquis found out who was behind it?" Feng Linyuan asked deliberately.
The Marquis of Gaochang sneered and counter - questioned, "Do I still need to investigate?"
Feng Linyuan nodded understandingly. "The Fourth Prince had an accident. Concubine Zhao loves her son so much that she might have listened to slander... Speaking of which, it's those quacks in the martial arts world who have disturbed people's minds."
"Don't make excuses for that evil woman! Her son killed my daughter. He should pay with his life! Now, for a crazy person, she even wants my daughter's soul to be scattered and not rest in peace after death. She's so vicious, so vicious!"
The Marquis of Gaochang got excited as he spoke. The wrinkles on his face were trembling slightly. His once - black hair was almost all white, hanging on both sides of his cheeks, bouncing up and down with his emotional fluctuations.
The sharp light in Feng Linyuan's eyes flashed by, but he still smiled gently. "Your Lordship, you'd better only say such things in private. Don't say too much in front of outsiders. After all, he's the Fourth Prince, the emperor's son."
"Yes, just because he's Feng Linche's son, even though he killed my daughter, he can still go unpunished! We, Pingyang and I, didn't even hesitate to damage our fortune for the sake of the Great Zhou and that Feng Linche. In the end, we couldn't even protect Yan'er!"
The Marquis of Gaochang was so excited that he didn't notice the strange emotion flickering in Feng Linyuan's eyes.
"Wrongdoings?" Feng Linyuan asked back. His voice was still calm, with just a hint of appropriate confusion.
The Marquis of Gaochang let out a bitter laugh and said the words Feng Linyuan had been waiting for for a long time -
"Your Lordship may not know what really happened during the Battle of Yan City back then, right?"