The person who entered looked seven or eight parts similar to Tuo Fei Bai, with the same resolute jawline and straight nose. However, he appeared much younger than Tuo Fei Bai, with less bright eyes and slightly bluish circles underneath, bearing the weary look of someone who frequently indulges in late-night revelry. Yu Yi had seen many such people in the courtesan houses.
“Just a minor flesh wound, I’m fine now,” Meng Qing raised his eyebrows with a tone of mockery that Tuo Fei Ying would detect: “Fei Ying, your news is swift. Just a small injury, and the incident happened the day before yesterday. Let me calculate – you knew about it the day before yesterday?”
Tuo Fei Ying was unfazed by the mockery: “Fei Ying is just concerned about his elder brother!” Seeing Tuo Fei Bai seemingly acting normally disappointed him – could the information be incorrect? Was Tuo Fei Bai not seriously injured?
Meng Qing couldn’t be bothered to clarify. If Tuo Fei Ying truly cared, he should have come to support Tuo Fei Bai when the news of his treasonous agreement with a certain country was exposed. Coming to “show concern” after Tuo Fei Bai was injured was transparent to anyone.
“Let Fei Ying worry ‘in vain’, your big brother is doing great!” Meng Qing pulled Yu Yi, “Let’s go.”
Tuo Fei Ying couldn’t miss the implication of “in vain,” pretending not to understand. Seeing him pulling a female servant about to leave, she quickly asked: “Where are you going, big brother?”
Meng Qing didn’t even turn back, briefly uttering two words: “Out.” Yu Yi understood Meng Qing wanted Tuo Fei Ying to believe he wasn’t seriously injured, so she obediently followed him out.
Tuo Fei Ying looked at Yu Yi, noting her ordinary dress but beautiful appearance. He revealed a knowing smile: “When will you be back, big brother? Fei Ying will stay at your place tonight.”
Meng Qing casually waved his hand: “Stay, just don’t touch my woman.” Tuo Fei Ying laughed: “Brother, how can you paint me as a lecherous beast?”
Meng Qing gave a low, cold laugh, pulling Yu Yi downstairs. In the living room, Yu Yi gently broke free from his hand. She understood Meng Qing’s intention was to tell Tuo Fei Ying that she was his woman. She whispered: “He can’t see.”
