As the festival continued, the dissenters grew restless. Lady Mei, unable to sway Lin Feng's affections back to her, began to spread rumors about Lian, claiming she was a spy sent to undermine the kingdom's alliances. This deception was fueled by her own insecurities and desire for power.
"Have you heard?" Lady Mei whispered to a group of nobles gathered near the festival's main square. "That woman is not what she seems. She charms Lin Feng, but her true intentions are to manipulate him and gain intelligence about our defenses."
The nobles murmured among themselves, their curiosity piqued. Suspicion began to swirl around Lian, and Lin Feng could feel the tension rising. He confronted Lady Mei, anger simmering beneath the surface. "Why would you spread such lies? Lian is here to build bridges, not to destroy them!"
Lady Mei smirked, her eyes glinting with malice. "Is it lies, or is it merely the truth you refuse to see? I suggest you watch her closely, Lin Feng. The shadows may hide more than you realize."