Unfortunately, there was no use in Shen Wan being anxious. Her elder brother and cousin, who were far away in Meizhou, would never know. If she really couldn't make it back for the wedding, at most she would have a small regret in her life, but that wouldn't be a big deal.
What really worries Shen Wan is the marriage between her older brother and cousin...
And this concern is not unfounded at all.
That day, Shen Wan sat on a small couch, embroidering. It was a dowry she had prepared for Yun Mo, a double-sided embroidered screen with magpies on the eyebrows.
Although she could also give gold and silver jewelry, which would be more convenient, Shen Wan sincerely hoped that Yun Mo could live a long and happy life with Young Master Chen in this lifetime. She hid her blessings for them in her needlework.
Shen Wan was embroidering diligently. Seeing that there wasn't much silk thread left, Yin Shuang went to the storeroom to select some. When she returned, she was limping. Hai Tang thought she had sprained her ankle and went over to help her, saying, "How could you be so careless?"
Silver Frost huffed, "I didn't sprain my ankle."
Haitang helped her sit down and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Yinshuang's forehead trembled with pain. "I came out of the storeroom and bumped into Chen Feng at the corner of the corridor. Chen Feng stepped on my foot!"
Shen Wan frowned slightly.
Chen Feng was a martial artist with sharp ears and eyes, so how could he not have noticed someone at the corner, not only bumping into them but also stepping on Yin Shuang?
Shen Wan found it strange, and Yin Shuang said resentfully, "He must be holding a grudge against me for slapping him at the lantern festival, and he's deliberately stepping on me!"
Haitang said, "Could it be that you're mistaken? I don't think Chen Feng has the guts..."
They all saw how good the prince was to the princess, and Chen Feng knew it even better than they did. Yin Shuang was the princess's personal maid, and Chen Feng wouldn't dare to bully her even if he had a few extra lives.
Yinshuang said with a face full of resentment, "There's no mistake. Ever since the Lantern Festival, Chen Feng has been looking at me strangely. It looks like he wants to hit me."
Haitang, "..."
Shen Wan, "..."
And Chen Yu, perched in the tree outside the window, who didn't want to eavesdrop but heard everything clearly, was also there. "..."
Chen Yu almost laughed so hard she fell headfirst off the tree.
This feeling isn't just wrong, it's downright ridiculously wrong.
The master ordered Chen Feng to capture the princess's maid. Chen Feng has been troubled by this matter these days. He dares not disobey the master's orders, but when have these secret guards ever thought about marriage? They really don't know how to capture the person. They can't even find a way to do it by copying others. The master can only be a negative example.
These days, Chen Feng was staring at the princess's maid, trying to figure out how to win her favor. But in the maid's eyes, it was Chen Feng who wanted to hit her.
Chen Feng's cheeks were throbbing from laughing.
Shen Wan felt that Chen Feng wouldn't hit Yin Shuang, but stepping on Yin Shuang's foot looked like it was intentional. But if he wanted to teach Yin Shuang a lesson, with Chen Feng's martial arts skills, crushing Yin Shuang would be easier than stepping on an ant. He wouldn't do it so obviously. She wondered what Chen Feng was up to.
Just then, Dong'er came in and said, "Sister Yinshuang, Chen Feng is looking for you."
You still dare to contact her?!
Although her feet hurt, Silverfrost stormed out in a huff.
The rage in his eyes could have burned Chen Feng half to death, but as soon as he stepped forward, his anger froze on his face.
Chen Feng reached out to her, holding a large silver ingot.
Yinshuang was all too familiar with this tactic; Chen Feng had used the same method to bribe her to help carry the prince's bedding back to the inner room.
Chen Feng said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to step on your foot. Here, take this as compensation."
Silver Frost, "..."
The apology was so sincere that my anger vanished immediately.
Yinshuang was more responsive to gentle persuasion than force, and she said, "No, no need..."
I only stepped on her foot. Although it hurt a lot, it should be fine after half a day. How could I accept ten taels of silver as compensation?
Without saying a word, Chen Feng grabbed Yinshuang's hand, placed the silver ingot in her hand, and turned to leave.
Silver Frost, "...???"
She looked at the large silver ingot in her hand.
Does this person have too much money and nowhere to spend it?
Even though she said she didn't want it, she still wanted to give it to her.
Yinshuang wanted to accept it; who doesn't like money, especially since Chen Feng had forced it on her? But Chen Feng was the prince's bodyguard, and accepting ten taels as compensation for simply stepping on her foot seemed excessive, so Yinshuang dared not accept it.
Inside the room, Shen Wan put down her embroidery frame and drank some tea. Yin Shuang limped in and showed Shen Wan a silver ingot. "Chen Feng stepped on my foot. He should compensate me with ten taels of silver. Can I accept it?"
Shen Wan, "..."
Shen Wan's lips twitched.
She thought Chen Feng was stepping on Yin Shuang's foot for some reason, but it turns out he was subtly giving Yin Shuang money.
Does Chen Feng like Yinshuang?
But this way of expressing liking someone is really terrible.
If we send it back, who knows what other way Chen Feng will come up with? It's too much trouble for her maid. Shen Wan said, "Since I've given it to you, just accept it."
Yinshuang immediately beamed with joy, feeling that the kick was well worth it, and even felt that her foot didn't hurt so much anymore.
Inside the study, Xie Jingyan was reading military books.
Chen Yu relayed every word she had just heard to Xie Jingyan.
Hearing this, Xie Jingyan's forehead was covered in black lines.
Just as she was wondering if she had made things too difficult for Chen Feng, she saw Chen Feng walk in, looking hesitant to speak.
Chen Yu asked, "The prince ordered you to take down the princess's maid. How did you come up with the idea of stepping on the maid's feet?"
Chen Feng said, "Manager Zhou taught me."
Chen Yu, “…???”
Xie Jingyan, “…???”
If Manager Zhou heard this, he would definitely tell Chen Feng to stop talking nonsense and that he didn't do it.
Chen Feng thought about it for several days but couldn't figure out how to win over Yin Shuang. When he was really at his wit's end, he went to ask Steward Zhou for advice.
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