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Feng Yinxiao stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze cold and his expression as still as water. He quietly listened to Yang's sobbing complaints. At first, he appeared calm, but gradually, his face turned ashen. Yun Kexin could sense the anger radiating from him, enough to almost set the house ablaze.
"…Young Lord, this is how things happened," Yang said finally, bowing her head. "I really don't want to live like this anymore. In this Duke's residence, there's not even a shred of dignity left. Those two heartless wretches are truly a curse..."
As Yang Yulan cried while cursing Jiang Yinhou, her voice eventually became hoarse.
"I understand," Feng Yinxiao said lightly. "Aunt, please rise; you will attract attention like this."
"Yes, thank you, Young Lord," Yang stumbled to her feet and wiped her tears, saying, "I don't know what else Consort can do next?"
"There's no need to rush," Feng Yinxiao replied calmly as he walked back to his chair and sat down. "When we truly need you to step in, I will inform you in advance."
"No, I'm not rushing," Yang suddenly raised her head and said. "It's just that my only child is hidden away by the master, and if he finds out you were here, he will surely become suspicious." At this point, Yang lowered her voice again and sobbed, "That heartless wretch is using his own flesh and blood as leverage for selfish desires."
"Leverage?" Yun Kexin was taken aback and took a deep breath. "A tiger doesn't eat its cubs—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Yang Yulan coldly interrupted her: "Hmph, I believe 'a tiger doesn't eat its cubs' applies to others, but for Jiang Yinhou, I cannot."
Feng Yinxiao remained calm and casually stated, "Rest assured, we will do our utmost to find the child first. Let Aunt feel at ease and cooperate without any worries. Remember not to mention tonight's events to anyone else."
Only then did Yang Yulan wipe away her tears and nod in agreement.
Upon returning to Yihe Garden, Yun Kexin asked Feng Yinxiao when he planned to take action. Feng Yinxiao countered by asking if it would be appropriate during Ling Lang's Hundred Day Feast.
"'Hundred Day Feast'?" Yun Kexin was taken aback and confused. "Why do it then?" She had promised Duke Feng her full support but hadn't expected them to act during her son's Hundred Day Feast. There was nothing wrong with that; the main concern was how to execute it—surely they wouldn't place guards at the banquet table and act on impulse?
Feng Yinxiao noticed her confusion and said solemnly, "Uncle is cunning and suspicious. Although he has lived in the Yan State Duke's residence for a long time, he is actually very guarded. Even when he is not in the residence, there are spies watching him secretly. Tonight, I will take the opportunity to send several people out of the residence." Feng Yinxiao paused and glanced at Yun Kexin, seeing that she was listening intently without any intention of rebuttal, he continued, "Ling Lang's Hundred Day Feast will definitely have him present as the great-uncle. This will be when his guard is at its lowest. We can send someone to drink with him and take advantage of the situation."
Seeing that Yun Kexin remained deep in thought, Feng Yinxiao became a bit impatient and eagerly sought her opinion:
"Yun Kexin, do you think this arrangement is good, but choosing the child's Hundred Day Feast might be a bit inauspicious? If not, we can—"
Yun Kexin pressed a finger to Feng Yinxiao's lips and gently shook her head, calmly saying, "Feng Yinxiao, I have already expressed my stance before the Duke regarding the long-term peace of the inner residence. I will not be bound by what is auspicious or inauspicious." She paused and became more serious, "Once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back. We must ensure that everything is foolproof and achieve our goal in one strike; otherwise..."
"I understand," Feng Yinxiao said as he held Yun Kexin's hand and kissed it lightly before placing it against his cheek. "If I didn't have complete confidence, I wouldn't make this decision." He gently closed his eyes, his tone becoming soft and warm. "I just feel sorry for you and your child, Yun Kexin. In fact, I want to resolve this matter as soon as possible. If this issue remains unresolved, I won't find peace of mind; I worry about you both and feel guilty towards my mother's spirit."
Yun Kexin tenderly leaned into Feng Yinxiao's embrace, wrapping her delicate arms around his waist. "Husband, I will follow you in whatever you decide."
He felt moved and cherished her even more tightly. "Because of this, I must provide you with an absolutely safe and comfortable living environment by clearing out the inner residence."
Time quickly passed, and soon it was time for Feng Yiling's Hundred Day Feast. The entire Yan State Duke's residence was bustling with activity. However, aside from close friends and family, Feng Hongrui did not lavishly invite officials from the court but only invited colleagues he usually interacted with. Feng Hongrui and Zhuo Min greeted the guests; Zhuo Min volunteered to help serve drinks to please Duke Feng. Feng Yinfai could not dissuade her and had to go along with it. From the E State Duke's residence came only Yun Ci and Yun Yang, along with Yun Ke (representing the Second House).
Yun Kexin warmly entertained her relatives while appearing somewhat distracted, concerned about how things were progressing on Feng Yinxiao's side. She caught sight of Feng Hongwen drinking heartily with guests and couldn't help but smile coldly.
As night fell and the Hundred Day Feast concluded, guests gradually departed. The servants were busy escorting guests out and tidying up without realizing that inside the Duke's residence ancestral hall, a "cleaning" was taking place.
"Where's the hangover soup? Where's the hangover soup?" Feng Hongwen shouted drunkenly while sitting in a chair. "Someone! Quickly bring me water!" His words were slurred; seeing that no one responded made him furious. "Where has everyone gone? Five... five..." Impatiently opening his eyes to look around, he was so startled that he lost his voice and stared blankly at everything before him.
Next to him sat a woman who was also drunk; upon hearing his voice, she flirtatiously slurred her words: "My lord, let Consort come to serve you..."
Suddenly feeling uncomfortable as if something was tightly wrapped around her body, she struggled to open her eyes but reacted similarly to Feng Hongwen. The surrounding situation made her widen her eyes in shock: they both discovered they were firmly tied to chairs in the center of the ancestral hall. At the head of the table sat Feng Hongrui, with Feng Yinxiao and his wife standing beside him. Surrounding them were many relatives from the Feng family and several members of the Yun family; both their hearts sank simultaneously.
Feng Hongwen suddenly sobered up a lot, struggling to shift his body and shouted, "Big Brother, what are you doing? Let me go!" In truth, he knew very well what this situation implied; he just couldn't believe that before he even had a chance to act, someone had already taken the initiative against him.
Zhuo Min also widened her terrified eyes and trembled as she said, "Duke, what do you mean by tying the Consort and the Marquis here? This, this..."
Feng Hongrui coldly sipped his tea, his eyelashes fluttering slowly as he said, "You still have the face to call me 'Big Brother.'” His gaze swept over the Zhuo Family, becoming even colder. "What a shameless woman; I've tolerated you long enough."
"Shameless woman?!" Zhuo Min reflexively shouted, "Why does the Duke insult the Consort like this?" She suddenly recalled some slanderous gossip she had heard and immediately fell silent.
"Big Brother, if you have something to say, there's no need for this," Feng Hongwen struggled, his face turning a deep shade of purple. "I know I'm an illegitimate child and not favored, but what is your intention in summoning me here without explanation?"
Feng Hongrui sneered coldly. "No explanation? Ask those present if I am treating you without reason. I’ve tolerated your collusion with the Zhuo Family for so many years; it hasn’t been for nothing."
"You..." Feng Hongwen was so angry that his teeth were grinding. He forced himself to calm down and smiled weakly. "Big Brother, if you want to frame me, there are plenty of reasons you could use without needing to..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yinxiao had already splashed a cup of tea over him, soaking his face and leaving tea leaves all over him.
"My dear Uncle, you also have the idea of 'framing someone without reason,'" Feng Yinxiao said with a barely audible cold smile. "The tides have turned."
Feng Hongwen was taken aback and quickly climbed onto the bandwagon. "I understand now; this is revenge! Revenge!"
"What do I have to take revenge for?" Feng Yinxiao said playfully. "Dear Uncle, why not share with everyone the scandal from years ago when you framed me? Let the elders present sympathize with you."
Feng Hongwen opened his mouth to retort but gradually closed it under Feng Yinxiao's sharp gaze filled with mockery. That incident had indeed been a conspiracy; at that time, he had seized the opportunity while Feng Hongrui and Zhuo Min were away from the residence to find a reason to drive this formidable nephew out of the Duke's household. With Feng Yinxiao around, he felt uneasy as if someone was always watching every move within the residence, making it impossible for him to carry out his plans in peace.
That day, he used the excuse that Feng Yinxiao was unfaithful and unfilial, leading to his birth mother's death, to beat Feng Yinxiao half to death and drag him into the Ice Cellar, intending for him to die quickly. Who would have thought that later...
Speaking recklessly and fabricating charges, where was the evidence? Feng Hongwen could only hold back his anger and ignore it, turning to Feng Hongrui and saying, "Eldest brother, I can endure any accusation you throw at me, but how can I tolerate being accused of having an affair with my step-sister-in-law? This is truly unbearable."
"Feeling wronged, are you?" Feng Hongrui's expression grew increasingly somber as he coldly stated, "You have no right to claim innocence!"
"Where is the evidence?!" Feng Hongwen shouted with red eyes, exerting all his strength. "Ah, evidence!"
"Feng Yinxiao is the evidence!" Yun Kexin's voice thundered heavily.
Instantly, the room fell silent in shock.
After a long period of silence, Zhuo Min could no longer hold back and sharply retorted at Yun Kexin, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't speak carelessly. Feng Yinxiao is the biological child of your uncle and aunt; how did it become evidence of adultery in your mouth?" Seeing that Yun Kexin had been silently listening, Zhuo Min thought he had struck a nerve and smugly countered, "I never expected someone who usually appears gentle and quiet, elegant and composed, could be so vicious with their words!"
Yun Kexin remained calm and unruffled, retorting with a smile, "We were just at Jiangyin Marquis's place; what business do you have meddling here?"
Zhuo Min was left speechless, looking up into Yun Kexin's eyes that emitted a cold and eerie light, feeling a chill run through him.
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