Reborn as the Regent's Beloved

Feng Xingye remembered how fiercely this little girl refused the suggestion, like a red pomegranate flower blooming on a cliff, resolute and beautiful.

Her amber eyes, like the scars on a man's face, were alluring and captivating. Such stunning beauty did not make Xiao Fengyi flinch in the slightest.

She inhaled the warm fragrance and said to the man, "Your Highness, I have decided to cooperate with you."

Seeing her determination, King Zhao said with satisfaction, "Very good, you are now on my side."

The implication was that since Xiao Fengyi had already chosen him, she couldn't go to the Seventh Prince again and again.

Xiao Fengyi understood the key point and reassured him, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, don't worry, I have a grudge against them and will not associate with them."

"A grudge?" Feng Xingye's phoenix eyes flickered as he looked curiously at her, who had her head bowed and eyes lowered.

After a while, seeing that the woman didn't want to say more, he stopped asking.

The man raised an eyebrow. Since he couldn't find out anything from the main body, he could only let Yue Yi continue to work hard to find out what kind of discord existed between Xiao Fengyi and Feng Mingjing that made her so clearly divided.

Only after the pain of the lingering poison became apparent did Feng Xingye's cold voice reach out.

"Now that the contract has been signed, I would like to ask Miss Xiao to remove the needles from my body and remove the residual toxins from the Soul-Destroying Powder."

Xiao Fengyi remembered that the divine physician had instructed her before leaving that he had removed the Gu worms from His Highness's body, and all she had to do was use silver needles as the main treatment method and Taiyi Pill as a supplement to force out the remaining poison from his body.

"Your Highness, let me remove the needles for you." Without delay, she extended her slender fingers, ready to remove the needles.

Unexpectedly, before the needles were removed, the man on the bed suddenly grasped Xiao Fengyi's soft, slender wrist.

With slightly curled eyelashes and a bewildered expression on her innocent face, she asked, "Your Highness, what are you doing? The detoxification process can't be delayed!"

"No rush, there's a question we need to figure out first." For some reason, Feng Xingye insisted on asking the girl a question.

Xiao Fengyi didn't know what issue needed to be clarified now, but since the delay wouldn't affect him, he calmly said, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, please ask. I will answer to the best of my knowledge."

The man gripped her hand tightly and said, "Besides dealing with Seventh Brother and your sister, do you have any other conditions?"

Xiao Fengyi winced in pain, "There are no other conditions."

"Really?"

The woman nodded and said earnestly, "Really."

Feng Xingye paused, then suddenly blurted out an unbelievable question, "Could it be that you like another prince and that's why you want to get rid of the Seventh Prince's entanglement?"

Xiao Fengyi was stunned for a moment, and taking advantage of the man's loosening of his grip, she withdrew her wrist from the needle.

"Ninth Imperial Uncle, you've misunderstood. I don't like any of the princes, and I don't want to marry any of them."

Having endured a lifetime of painful sacrifices, she no longer wanted to be caught in an emotional vortex.

The man gazed at the ornately decorated ceiling and casually asked, "If you don't like princes, then who do you like? The Imperial Advisor said you were born with the destiny of a phoenix, possessing the countenance of an empress, and that your future husband will inevitably be a prince. Do you really want to marry a commoner?"

This person is quite strange; he actually asked her about her choice of a partner.

Xiao Fengyi stood up irritably and replied coldly, "Your Highness, this is my own business and has nothing to do with you."

Feng Xingye continued, "Xiao Fengyi, you haven't understood what I mean. Even if you don't want to befriend those princes, they will still scheme against you in every way possible to ascend to the throne. Without their protection, can you guarantee you can escape their trap?"

"This..." Xiao Fengyi hesitated for a moment after hearing the man's words.

He was right. A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. With her innate destiny, she could not escape the covetousness of those with wolves' ambitions.

Feng Mingjing in his previous life was a good example. He used various methods to win her favor, and after achieving his goal, he was ruthless and heartless, kicking her aside.

Human hearts are unpredictable and impossible to guard against. Xiao Fengyi didn't know whether she would encounter another Feng Mingjing after she had taken precautions against him.

She laid bare her resolve: "Ninth Imperial Uncle, I'm telling you, I never want to get married in this life. If I'm driven to desperation, I'll become a nun and spend the rest of my life in seclusion with only a Buddhist lamp and a Buddha statue."

That insightful look in his eyes made Feng Xingye's eyes flash and his heart stir slightly.

This woman was barely of marriageable age, yet she seemed to have no worries and was completely detached from worldly affairs. She even had the determination not to marry, which greatly surprised Feng Mingjing. Her tone was firm and did not sound like a joke.

What exactly is going on?

"What's wrong with you? Ah..." He wanted to ask again, but the residual poison once again invaded his limbs and bones, and the pain made his body slump against the soft bed board with a thud.

The silver needles in Feng Xingye's body had not yet been removed, so he could only curl up, clutching his head and shouting, "Xiao Fengyi, remove the needles!"

He suddenly went berserk, startling the girl into taking a few steps back.

After a short while, once she calmed down, she took a few steps forward and prepared to remove the needle.

Before removing the needles, Xiao Fengyi was pushed away by Yue Qi. "Miss Xiao, please wait. We will remove the needles after we have subdued our master."

"Control?" For a moment, she was a little confused and did not understand what Yue Qi meant. After a while, when she heard him instructing others to take action, she realized what the other party wanted to do.

"Hold the master down!"

Judging from Yueqi and the other servants' skillful movements, this should not be the first time they had restrained Fengxingye, but they seemed to be struggling.

Yue Qi is undoubtedly a top-notch expert, and the other servants are also trained martial artists, each with great strength and agility. She had already noticed this when she last visited the Prince Zhao's residence.

So many experts joined forces to deal with Feng Xingye, yet it took them so much effort and worry.

This situation arose partly from the effects of the Soul-Losing Powder's poison, and partly because Feng Xingye's robust and valiant physique was inherently difficult to deal with.

No wonder Yue Qi made herself step back; she was afraid that the crazed Feng Xingye would hurt her.

Before she could figure out what was going on, Feng Xingye got up from the bed, like a wild beast about to go berserk, his scarlet eyes seeming to devour all living things around him.

"The Soul-Losing Powder causes the loss of divine power, the dissipation of the soul and spirit. If the remaining poison is not expelled in time, one will become like a walking corpse, unrecognizable to one's own family and friends, and eventually turn into a jackal or tiger that one does not even recognize."

Xiao Fengyi suddenly remembered the record of "Soul-Losing Powder" in the "Spiritual Essentials" scroll that the divine physician had given her. Her pupils widened, and she felt uneasy and anxious.

She was careless, forgetting that the Soul-Destroying Powder was a potent and dangerous medicine. She shouldn't have been locked in a stalemate with Feng Xingye; she should have removed the needles immediately, thus wasting precious time.

"Wind travels wild" means being poisoned while traveling.

Who on earth would do such a cruel thing to the mighty War God Dayun? Aren't they afraid that something might happen to him and other countries would find out and launch a full-scale attack?

When Xiao Fengyi witnessed the power of the Soul-Destroying Powder, she began to recall where the poison originated.

If it wasn't someone in the court who wanted him dead, then it must have been a spy from another country who assassinated him.

"You hold down Master's hands and feet, I'll hold down his waist." Yue Qi's voice brought Xiao Fengyi back to her senses.