Chapter 4: Turns Out I'm Still a Mute

The sensation of dizziness and nausea grew more pronounced as the pleasure boat turned around. A wave of nausea rose in Feng Qingcheng's heart once again, and she made a motion as if she were about to vomit.

Hai Lan gently stroked her back, saying with resentment, "I knew they had no good intentions. They clearly knew Miss suffers from seasickness and cannot swim, yet they still insisted on dragging Miss out to tour the lake... I knew they were up to no good, but I never expected they would actually take the opportunity while I was away to push Miss into the lake..."

Feng Qingcheng's heart sank, her gaze turning cold. She asked in an unreadable, low voice, "How do you know it was them who pushed me into the lake? Did you see it?"

The hand that Hai Lan was using to soothe her back suddenly froze, trembling visibly.

Only after a deep breath did the trembling in her hand gradually subside.

"Even if I didn't see it, I could guess... Miss usually doesn't even dare to walk near the lakeside, so how would she dare to approach the water's surface from such a close distance? They must have pushed Miss into the lake while she was vomiting from seasickness..."

Although she did not entirely agree with Hai Lan's deduction, her words made one thing clear to her.

On this boat, she seemed to have no allies.

From the moment she woke up until now, she had not seen a single person come to visit her, not even to offer a word of greeting.

No one had even come to invite her into the cabin of the pleasure boat to rest, as if she simply did not exist at all.

In stark contrast to the desolation of her own surroundings, the interior of the cabin was currently in a state of utter chaos.

The sounds of shouting and commotion were incessant, as if the brave person who had rescued her had already passed away.

As the pleasure boat gradually approached the pier, the shore was crowded with onlookers.

Among this crowd of spectators, the clothing of several individuals was clearly different from those around them; their faces were cold and arrogant, appearing quite superior.

Hai Lan suddenly grabbed her arm and whispered, "If Miss is afraid, we will be the last ones to go ashore."

Feng Qingcheng did not know why she said this, but she didn't mind being last, so she simply followed her arrangement.

Sitting coldly at the stern of the boat and watching as everyone scrambled to carry two stretchers out of the cabin, Feng Qingcheng finally scratched her head and asked somewhat unnaturally, "Um... Hai Lan... my head is a bit dizzy... so, I'm a bit lightheaded... who are those two people being carried away?"

Hai Lan knelt down before her, her clear eyes staring intently into hers.

"Miss, you should only say such things in front of me. In front of others, it is best to remain silent..."

Her slender fingertips trembled as they brushed against Feng Qingcheng's cheek, her voice heavy with meaning, "Because others would be surprised as to why Miss has suddenly started speaking..."

*Dammit...*

Feng Qingcheng nearly coughed up blood. It turned out the original owner of this body she had possessed was a mute.

Hai Lan sat down beside her and wrapped her arms around her, pulling her into an embrace.

"The ones being carried away are Miss's eldest cousin, Su Wandie, and the Eldest Miss's cousin, Zhou Ziliang... As for those women on the shore, they should be the nannies from the Palace..."

The sound of light, hurried footsteps approached their location, and Hai Lan immediately fell silent.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but feel puzzled. Shouldn't everyone have gone ashore with the hero who saved the day?