Reincarnated into a Female-Dominated World to Build Infrastructure (Translated)

Chapter 20 Suspicion

Chapter 20 Suspicion

"Ah! Oh!" Feng Xiran hurriedly raised her hand. As she looked up at Jing Sa, she saw his somewhat mocking expression and felt her face flush red.

Clearing her throat, Feng Xiran addressed Chen Siyi seriously, "Ling Shuang has already informed me of the details. Thank you, Mr. Siyi."

Chen Siyi, who had initially frowned with a hint of disdain at Feng Xiran's earlier indecorous appearance, now saw her putting on a proper demeanor. He wasn't sure what she was trying to achieve and only responded with a curt "Hmm," his tone cold.

Feng Xiran found his deep, magnetic voice rather pleasant to hear. However, sensing that she was not particularly welcome, she tactfully decided to leave.

Ling Shuang, seeing Feng Xiran's dejected appearance, couldn't help but mock her.

Feng Xiran certainly wouldn't hold a grudge against someone who was injured. She thought of Chen Siyi as someone untouchable, like an immortal being, someone she could admire from a distance without bringing him into the mortal realm. This thought made her feel much better.

"Tell me more about what happened along the way!" Feng Xiran, who had previously been nonchalant and indifferent, now appeared somewhat unsettled to Ling Shuang.

Upon seeing Feng Xiran leave, Jing Sa apologized to Chen Siyi, "Please don't take offense, Mr. Siyi. The Princess is always like this; she's not a bad person at heart."

Chen Siyi looked up at him, surprised that Jing Sa was speaking on behalf of his wife.

Chen Siyi and Xing Zhu also discussed their encounter with Ling Shuang.

After a while, Fei Yu knocked on the door. Through the door, her voice could be heard, "Lord Jing, the Princess has sent for Xing Zhu. She wants to ask some questions."

Xing Zhu glanced at Jing Sa, who then stood up and said to Chen Siyi, "If I'm not mistaken, the Princess will likely ask about the encounter with Ling Shuang. Please come with us."

Xing Zhu and Feng Zhu were somewhat puzzled by Jing Sa's behavior, as their master was supposed to assist the Princess.

Upon entering Feng Xiran's room, there was the sound of broken glass. Jing Sa saw a porcelain vase shattered on the floor. Feng Xiran sat with a stern face in the main hall, with Yao Xiang and Lan Yun beside her, both looking somewhat displeased. Ling Shuang also appeared troubled, and Fei Shuang knelt on the ground with a heavy expression.

"What happened?" Jing Sa asked gently. This was the first time Feng Xiran had shown such anger since her arrival.

Seeing Jing Sa and Chen Siyi arrive, Feng Xiran closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed her anger. Opening her eyes again, she managed to maintain a calm and faint smile, "What brings you here? I only asked Xing Zhu to come over to inquire about something. It's nothing!"

Feng Xiran didn't want to vent her anger on others and slowly told Fei Shuang to get up, indicating that it was unrelated to her.

Fei Shuang stubbornly shook her head, "I was remiss. I will accept punishment when we return to the capital."

Mo Yan looked on with confusion and couldn't help but kneel to plead for Fei Shuang, "Your Highness, Fei Shuang is loyal and dedicated. Please reconsider!"

Fei Yu was surprised by Mo Yan's audacity to plead for Fei Shuang during Feng Xiran's anger. She couldn't help but view Mo Yan in a new light.

"It's alright. I don't blame Fei Shuang. This matter is unrelated to her." Seeing Mo Yan's fearful expression, Feng Xiran's tone immediately softened, and she reassured him to put his mind at ease.

Jing Sa felt a twinge of jealousy seeing Feng Xiran's gentle attitude towards Mo Yan.

Chen Suyang was also a bit surprised by the change in Feng Xiran's attitude. However, he didn't say anything and merely cast a fleeting glance at Feng Xiran and the others.

Ling Shuang, with her fiery temper, couldn't help but scold Fei Shuang for letting such a thing happen. Although she wasn't fond of Feng Xiran, if anything happened to her, her uncle would also be worried. Thinking of that gentle and delicate uncle made Ling Shuang's heart soften. She really didn't want Feng Xiran to die; being assassinated was just too disgraceful.

"I'll have my people investigate for you!"

Feng Xiran glanced at the arrogant and proud Ling Shuang, deliberately looking at her wounds a few more times, her meaning clear.

"What kind of look is that, Feng Xiran? Do you really think I want to help you? If it weren't for my uncle, why would I care about your life or death?"

Ling Shuang was irritated by Feng Xiran's gaze and felt that Feng Xiran would definitely use this incident to mock her in the future, stirring a sense of defiance inside her.

"Alright, thank you. Fei Shuang will make up for it and continue the investigation. We must catch the mastermind behind this, even if... Alright, I'll write a letter to the Empress and have her pay attention as well."

Feng Xiran quickly changed the subject and asked Xing Zhu some questions. The people Ling Shuang encountered that day were just a group of refugees. Later, they met Chen Siyi, who happened to be in the area. Chen Siyi helped Ling Shuang investigate the water sources , and then they encountered Xing Zhu.

Feng Xiran found it a bit strange, not knowing if Chen Siyi was being deliberate or if it was just a coincidence. Why did he keep appearing where there were disasters? Why did someone who usually seemed like a breeze appear so frequently?

She scrutinized Chen Siyi, trying to read his emotions from his face but found him still calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything.

Could it really be unrelated to him?

Feng Xiran secretly hoped that the otherworldly figure like Chen Siyi wouldn't get involved in these conflicts. She didn't know why, but she felt Chen Siyi should remain as pure as a lotus flower, untainted, not wanting to sully the image she had of him in her heart.

"Feng Xiran, I hope you're not suspecting Young Master Chen, are you? Don't let your mind run wild and wrongfully accuse innocent people!" Ling Shuang saw Feng Xiran staring intently at Chen Suyang and couldn't tell what she was thinking, so she couldn't help but remind her.

"Ha ha, of course not," Feng Xiran forced a smile to ease her internal awkwardness.

Feng Xiran only intended to ask Chen Suyang to help, along with Yao Xiang, to see if they could prepare medicine to prevent epidemics and other diseases.

As for the grain, she planned to cook some porridge and distribute it from the city tower tomorrow. Given what had happened before, she was now worried that people might trade the relief grain for money, ultimately resulting in both the grain and the money being lost.

Feng Xiran asked Jing Sa and the others to leave first. She wanted to have some quiet time: "Mo Yan, stay behind. I have a headache; help me with a massage."

With everyone else gone, only Mo Yan remained to help Feng Xiran with the massage. His technique was gentle, and as Feng Xiran closed her eyes to relax, her slender fingers rhythmically tapped on the armrest of the chair.

Mo Yan noticed that Feng Xiran's eyes were closed and she occasionally frowned, so he gently smoothed her brow with his hand, pressing along her brow bone and lightly kneading the acupressure points.

"Ah, Mo Yan's technique is so comfortable," Feng Xiran sighed contentedly, smiling as if the fatigue had disappeared.

Mo Yan's massage technique was different from Jing Sa's. Jing Sa, being a martial artist, had strong hands, and even if he tried to control his strength, he couldn't manage it well. Mo Yan, on the other hand, had a technique that matched his gentle and comfortable personality.

"Ah, if only Mo Yan could always be by my side," Feng Xiran said unexpectedly, causing Mo Yan's heart to race.

"What's this, Master?"