“It’s, it’s nothing.” Leng Xuepiao finished buttoning up and turned to look at everyone.

“Nothing?” The woman beside her frowned. “If we hadn’t come in time, you would already have—”

“Xiao Mei, don’t scare her.” Xiao Yingtao turned to remind her.

“I’m not scaring her.” Xiao Mei grew even more worked up. “Xiao Yingtao, don’t you believe what we’re saying?”

“When we came in, we clearly saw that man—”

Xiao Mei took a deep breath, stepped forward, kicked off her shoes, and climbed onto the bed.

She swung one leg over and straddled Leng Xuepiao.

This made Leng Xuepiao, already thoroughly frightened, turn even paler.

“Xuepiao, it’s alright, I just want to lay out the facts.”

Giving Leng Xuepiao a reassuring look, Xiao Mei turned her head to look at Feng Jiu’er.

“When we came in earlier, that man was straddling Xuepiao just like this, and he was bent over, holding Xuepiao’s face.”

Xiao Mei looked at Feng Jiu’er, then turned her gaze back to Leng Xuepiao.

“Look, look closely, you can still see the red marks on the sides of Xuepiao’s face — those must have been left when that man was holding her face.”

“If we hadn’t come in time, he would have already kissed her.”

“Xuepiao, don’t be afraid! We got here early, he didn’t succeed at all.” Xiao Mei gently patted Leng Xuepiao’s leg and got off the bed.

She casually slipped her shoes back on and looked at Xiao Yingtao.

“You saw it too — Xuepiao’s face was smothered red, and her clothes were undone — isn’t that enough to prove that man had improper intentions?”

“Xiao Mei, I never said I didn’t believe you.” Xiao Yingtao looked somewhat helpless too.

This Yu Jingfeng — she really shouldn’t have helped him.

Whatever had gotten into him — mouth-to-mouth resuscitation aside, he’d even undone someone’s clothes and left her face red and bruised in patches.

Before Xiao Mei could say anything more, Leng Xuepiao, sitting on the bed, pulled the blanket up to cover her face and began to sob.

The three of them turned to look at her at the same time.

“Xuepiao, don’t be afraid!” Feng Jiu’er patted the blanket covering Leng Xuepiao’s legs.

“I will absolutely get you justice in this matter.”

Everyone said that Xuepiao, at the age of twenty, had the temperament of a forty-year-old, but Feng Jiu’er didn’t see it that way.

She was simply too reserved, completely unaccustomed to interacting with others, which was why everyone had this mistaken impression of her.

If this were the modern world, Xuepiao’s personality might be described as somewhat depressive, a mild form of it.

It was also because she was so absorbed in her own world that her understanding of medicine ran far deeper than anyone else’s.

Such a fine young woman — Feng Jiu’er certainly couldn’t let Yu Jingfeng ruin her.

“Xuepiao, trust me and Jiu’er, and Xiao Mei too — we’re all doing this for your sake, I have no intention of favoring Lord Yu.”

Xiao Yingtao took hold of Leng Xuepiao’s arm.

“Lord Yu — we’ve known him a long time, he’s always been upright and honorable, definitely not a scheming person.”

“Honestly, having followed the Prince for so long, if he wanted beautiful women, they’d surely fall right into his lap, yet there’s never been a woman by his side.”

“A man of his age with no woman by his side all this time — perhaps he really has taken a liking to our Xuepiao.” Xiao Mei rolled her eyes.

“Xiao Yingtao, it’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s that I can’t convince myself otherwise — we all saw it with our own eyes.”

“I know.” Xiao Yingtao glanced at Xiao Mei. “I believe you both, but I also believe in Lord Yu.”

“He’s an honorable man — even if he really has taken a liking to Xuepiao, he wouldn’t take advantage of her while she’s vulnerable.”

“It’s fine, this matter will surely come to light eventually.” Feng Jiu’er composed herself and stood up.

She took out a small vial and handed it to Xiao Mei.

“Xiao Mei, go burn some incense herbs, let Xuepiao relax a little.”

“Alright, Miss Jiu’er.” Xiao Mei took the small vial and walked off to one side.

Feng Jiu’er sat back down and turned to look at Leng Xuepiao again.

“Xuepiao, tell us everything you know about what happened, then—”

Feng Jiu’er turned to look at the medicine practitioners sitting on the beds on either side.

“Qingqing, go bring Yu Jingfeng in, I want to confront him face to face.”

“Yes, Miss Jiu’er.” The medicine practitioner named Qingqing stood and walked out.

As Qingqing opened the door, Xing Zizhou, Long Shiyi, and Feng Yinan were all standing outside.

“What’s going on? Is Xuepiao alright?” Xing Zizhou asked, looking at the person who’d come out.

“She’s awake.” Qingqing replied. “Lord Xing, Miss Jiu’er says to bring Lord Yu in.”

“Alright.” Xing Zizhou cleared his throat and looked at Yu Jingfeng standing not far off. “Lord Yu, you’re wanted, hurry!”

The look in his eyes seemed to say “hurry up, your little white rabbit can’t wait,” which made Yu Jingfeng want very much to hit someone.

Even knowing Miss Jiu’er was inside, Yu Jingfeng still felt rather afraid.

Nobody here had any common sense or judgment — they didn’t even understand mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, and yet they said he wasn’t good-looking.

For the first time, Yu Jingfeng felt the urge to run away, but he had no choice but to steel himself and walk into the room.

It seemed that in this lifetime, he would never manage to get a wife — women really were troublesome.

When Yu Jingfeng came in, Feng Jiu’er and Xiao Yingtao both stepped away from the bed, clearing a space.

At the very least, this gave the two of them a chance to face each other.

“Yu Jingfeng.” Feng Jiu’er looked at the man who had entered.

Yu Jingfeng glanced up and said, “Miss Jiu’er.”

“I… have come to accept my punishment.”

“Mm.” Feng Jiu’er nodded, then turned to look at Leng Xuepiao.

“Xuepiao, with everyone here now, you can tell us exactly what happened just now.”

Leng Xuepiao raised her eyes slightly, but didn’t dare to look toward the door.

“Xuepiao, go on and say it, Miss Jiu’er is here, don’t be afraid.” Xiao Mei looked anxious.

Leng Xuepiao raised her eyes again, and after meeting Feng Jiu’er’s gaze, her line of sight shifted slightly to look at Yu Jingfeng.

“It was him — I had just finished washing up, and he didn’t even knock, he just pushed the door open and came in.”

“After he came in, he walked straight toward me.”

Leng Xuepiao pressed her lips together and continued, “I was very afraid at the time, and before I knew it, he’d gotten onto the bed and covered my mouth.”

“No — my nose too, I couldn’t breathe.”

“I’m not close with him at all, why would he suddenly barge in and even climb onto my… bed?”

“Why would he want to kill me…”

“Miss Leng, I never wanted to kill you, how could I?” Yu Jingfeng could no longer hold back, speaking anxiously.

“I’m telling you, I meant no harm, I didn’t cover your nose, I only covered your mouth.”

“I really meant no harm — didn’t I offend you during the hotpot dinner? I only wanted to come apologize, I had no other intentions.”

“Yu Jingfeng, could you demonstrate how exactly you covered Xuepiao’s mouth at the time?” Feng Jiu’er said softly.

This was certainly going to be a nightmare for Xuepiao, but Feng Jiu’er couldn’t just let the matter drop.

“Miss Jiu’er.” Yu Jingfeng’s expression turned troubled. “Do I really need to demonstrate?”

“Mm.” Meeting his gaze, Feng Jiu’er nodded with a touch of seriousness. “You must demonstrate.”

“Otherwise, how will I know exactly where things went wrong?”

“And another thing — you’re the one who frightened Xuepiao into this state, so you must take responsibility for it!”