The funny counterattack of traveling through time and space and becoming a vicious female supporting

Chapter 219: The Secret That Cannot Be Told

After some inner struggle, Lu Ling'er finally came to her senses. She decided to discuss this with Gu Yichen first. After all, he was her husband, and no matter what, she had to tell him first before considering confessing to Feng Xinying and Feng Jingsu. They would stay in Nanyang Prefecture for a while, so there was no need to rush. Although she felt a little uneasy, she felt a sense of calm when she thought of Gu Yichen's steadiness and intelligence.

She was now much more relaxed and focused on making flower tea. She also took a short nap. When she woke up, she found that Feng Xinying had recovered from her drunken stupor and was lazily lying on the recliner next to her, reading a book.

"Ling'er, are you awake?" Feng Xinying put down the book immediately when she saw her and started chatting with her with a smile.

"Yes, Sister Xinying. I have arranged dinner tonight and am now waiting for my husband, Young Master Feng San, and Lord Wen to come back." Lu Linger stood up with a smile and walked to the Xiahe Courtyard next to her to wash up.

After she finished washing up, Lu Linger returned to the tea table under the banyan tree and brewed a pot of refreshing floral tea for herself and Feng Xinying. She jokingly asked, "Sister Xinying, do you know how many secrets you told when you were drunk last night?"

Feng Xinying paused while sipping her tea, a flash of panic in her eyes, and she nearly spit out the tea in her mouth. She quickly recalled what happened last night, feeling a faint sense of worry. What had she said last night? Did she mention checking Lu Linger's birthmark? She stuttered, "What...what did I say?"

Lu Linger smiled and shook her head, saying mysteriously, "It's nothing serious. It's just that you mentioned your feelings for Master Wen, and the fact that you... slept in the same bed."

Feng Xinying's face flushed upon hearing this, and she was so flustered she couldn't speak. She was just thinking about how to explain when suddenly, a thunderous roar came from not far away: "What did you say? Speak clearly! Feng Xinying, you and Wen Yuan slept in the same bed?"

The lion's roar shook the two of them. Lu Ling'er and Feng Xinying looked in the direction of the voice. It was indeed Feng Jingsu. His face was as dark as water, and anger was almost boiling from his eyes. His eyes were filled with intense dissatisfaction and shock. It was clear that he could not accept Feng Xinying's sleeping with Wen Yuan. If this matter were to get out, Feng Xinying's reputation would be damaged, and her marriage to Wen Yuan was still unconfirmed. Whether the Prince of Zhennan would allow them to be together was even more uncertain. How could Feng Xinying be so careless?

Wen Yuan, standing beside Feng Jingsu, was filled with panic and bewilderment. He knew Feng Xinying had always been deeply in love with him, but he dared not accept this feeling. He was born in a humble family, an orphan picked up from the battlefield by the Prince of Zhennan. If it weren't for the Prince of Zhennan's upbringing and cultivation, he would not have achieved his current status. However, he always felt that he was unworthy of the noble Feng Xinying and had always avoided her feelings. If he hadn't been poisoned and unable to move last time, he would never have slept with her that night. Now, Lu Linger's words revealed this secret, and he was terrified. The truth could no longer be concealed.

Feng Jingsu's anger grew as he spoke. He stared coldly at Wen Yuan, his eyes burning with uncontrollable fury. To Feng Jingsu, Wen Yuan was a brother he had personally raised and one of his most trusted people. But now, Wen Yuan had dared to sleep with his sister. How could he not be furious?

Wen Yuan looked flustered, his head bowed in silence, letting Feng Jingsu's fury simmer down inside him. He wanted to explain, but he felt he couldn't. He didn't deserve it, and he knew it.

Gu Yichen and Ji Junche stood nearby. They were fully aware of Feng Jingsu's rage, and their faces showed a sense of unease, unsure whether to intervene. They all knew Feng Jingsu's violent temper was well known in the family, but this time, the situation was clearly more complicated than before. Feng Jingsu lunged at Wen Yuan, his blows fierce and swift, clearly aflame with rage.

Although Wen Yuan's martial arts skills were not weak, he was almost powerless to fight back against Feng Jingsu's Fiery Sun Palm. He could only dodge blindly and dared not fight back.