Reborn as the Regent's Beloved

The past is like the wind, blowing Xiao Fengyi's messy hair, which floats on the mountaintop, and makes her shiver from the cold.

The meticulous man pressed down on the soft, boneless shoulder, stopped, and whispered, "Put your clothes on."

When Feng Xingye carefully tidied her disheveled clothes, she realized that the clothes that Feng Mingjing had messed up had not yet been tidied up.

In a daze, Xiao Fengyi felt familiar, cool fingertips brush against her burning collarbone, like rain after a long drought, instantly extinguishing much of the heat in her heart caused by the aphrodisiac.

The man's face was so handsome that his rosy fingertips involuntarily rose, wanting to kiss her.

She shook her head, but found that she couldn't stay awake at all. Her eyes were glazed over, bewitched by the scent of bamboo leaves that wafted from somewhere. She tiptoed and brushed her red lips against her thin lips.

Feng Xingye remained calm, embracing Xiao Fengyi and deepening the sudden kiss.

After the infatuated couple ended their somewhat ecstatic encounter, Xiao Fengyi noticed that the man was looking at her with a half-smile.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, not wanting to make a fool of herself in front of Feng Xingye. "I'm sorry."

Feng Xingye folded Xiao Fengyi's clothes and said in a serious tone, "You don't need to apologize to me, after all... you've been poisoned."

Even though he was ruthless, he was still captivating. His voice was cold and deep, with a hint of unintentional seduction.

Xiao Fengyi knew the other person was just talking normally, but she couldn't help but let her mind wander. While trying to stay clear-headed, she pricked her thigh with a silver needle.

"Uh……"

Doing this did nothing to make her more alert, except for the pain she experienced.

What should she do? Xiao Fengyi couldn't help but wonder, was she really going to embarrass herself in front of Feng Xingye?

She had already embarrassed herself once when she met Chen Mu, and she didn't want to do it to the same person again.

A cool wind blew by, but Feng Xingye still heard her exclamation. He turned his slender fingers over and saw a few drops of blood on the tip of the sharp silver needle. He frowned and said, "Don't worry, I won't touch you or look down on you. Let's go find the antidote."

Looking for an antidote?

Xiao Fengyi was shocked to learn that this person knew her thoughts.

When she looked at the man in a daze, she was suddenly pulled into his arms.

"Let's go."

The vibrations in her ears brought a touch of warmth to her heart.

As they descended the mountain, the mountain wind howled, rustling the trees along the roadside and lifting Xiao Fengyi's white butterfly-patterned dress.

With the man's care, they finally reached the foot of Baoguo Temple.

The antidote had not yet been found, but Xiao Fengyi could no longer hold on. Her body went limp against Feng Xingye's solid chest, her whole body feeling as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart. She said in a hoarse voice, biting her lip, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, why don't you just kill me!"

This kind of pain is like wanting to die; nobody understands it.

Feng Xingye seemed to understand her feelings, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll help you find the antidote!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Fengyi fainted, and Feng Xingye could only help her to the well.

While fetching water, Feng Xingye recalled the unconscious girl's behavior and determined that she had been poisoned with a drug called Xia Huichun.

This poison is similar to an aphrodisiac; after ingestion, it causes hallucinations of being embraced, and most terrifyingly, it induces sleepiness.

"This medicine won't help you sleep; it will make you fall asleep without you even realizing it. I've tried it!" Feng Xingye carried a bucket of water that had spilled out and poured it over Xiao Fengyi's head.

The leaves beside the well, neither fully yellow nor fully yellow, added to the desolate and lonely atmosphere. When the cold water poured down on her like a flood, she opened her eyes, revealing a hint of flesh beneath her pure white clothes.

The muted sunlight appeared out of nowhere and enveloped Xiao Fengyi's beautiful eyes.

Well water dripped onto her black hair. She stretched out her hand to shield her eyes from the sliver of sunlight. Looking up at the tall man approaching, Xiao Fengyi felt the heat creep back in.

The man flicked his robe, squatted down in front of her, touched her forehead, and asked in a deep, guttural voice, "Are you feeling better?"

Xiao Fengyi shook her head and grabbed the man's wrist, rubbing it against it like a cat.

"So hot."

She was already delirious and had no recollection of seeing any monks, purple paintings, or traces of her grandmother around Baoguo Temple.

Xiao Fengyi has completely forgotten to look for the most important person in her life.

She was even more difficult to deal with after falling asleep, which was something Feng Xingye had already considered, but he hadn't expected Xia Huichun to have such a big impact on her.

He was once poisoned with this herbal medicine called Xia Huichun during the war with Yongguo, but he managed to get through it thanks to his extraordinary willpower.

At that time, Yongguo wanted him to marry that princess, so he used a despicable trick.

He also knew that Xia Huichun could not be rescued using traditional methods, otherwise she would always want to be with this first person.

Looking at the woman clinging to his side, Feng Xingye wasn't sure if she wanted to stay with him forever.

and so……

He took her back to the Prince Zhao's residence to find the medicine left by the divine physician, Xia Huichun.

"You are not allowed to leave!"

Feng Mingjing covered his bleeding head and disheveled brocade robe as he chased down the mountain, looking nothing short of a ghost.

Feng Xingye didn't want to get entangled with him, so he picked up Xiao Fengyi and left Baoguo Temple.

After leaving Baoguo Temple, the man placed Xiao Fengyi on a black horse, mounted his own horse, and soon descended the mountain.

After they descended the mountain, Feng Mingjing's attendants came to his side and helped him up.

"Seventh Prince, are you alright? Let us bandage you up." The attendant meant well, but Feng Mingjing pushed him to the ground without saying a word.

He no longer wanted to act as gentle and refined as he usually did. Instead, he drew his riding whip from his waist and began to beat his attendants incessantly, yelling, "You useless things, why don't you stop Xiao Fengyi and Ninth Prince!"

The attendants were being beaten and howled in pain, repeatedly saying, "Seventh Prince, spare us! How dare we stop Prince Zhao? Besides, Prince Zhao's black steed is a fine horse that can travel a thousand miles. We little yellow horses simply can't catch up with it!"

Their words only made things worse. The fact that their horse was inferior to Feng Mingjing's angered Feng Mingjing even more, and he once again took the whip and lashed it fiercely under the yellowing ginkgo tree.

During the whipping, his hair, which had been cut off by the Ninth Prince, continued to flutter in the wind, which was quite comical.

Ninth Imperial Uncle! Ninth Imperial Uncle! How could he treat me like this, repeatedly trying to take Xiao Fengyi from me?

Could it be that the Ninth Prince also intends to ascend to the throne?

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of anything about Xiao Fengyi, a woman with a strange and annoying personality, that would make a man like her.

In his eyes, Xiao Fengyi was never the stunningly beautiful and intelligent woman others admired; she was merely a tool burdened with the destiny of a phoenix, and of course he couldn't appreciate her good qualities.

"Your Highness, Xiao Fengyi has already left. Should we still arrest her grandmother and maid?"