Reborn as the Regent's Beloved

"Madam, please go and see the master quickly."

The servants dared not enter the young lady's boudoir without permission, but instead stood in the garden and shouted loudly at Madam Shen.

Xiao Qingyin was overjoyed and said to Madam Shen, "Mother, Father is drunk and needs more care than I do. You should go and see him. I'm about to go to sleep, so you don't need to take care of me here."

This servant's arrival is perfectly timed. Mother will surely go back to see Father, and in that case, Mother will soon leave her Fuyin Courtyard.

When she glanced out the window and didn't see the Seventh Prince, Xiao Qingyin suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Could it be that the Seventh Prince has already left the Xiao residence?

After considering this possibility, she felt somewhat frustrated.

While she was lost in thought, Madam Shen placed the rice bowl she was holding on the table. "Qingyin, you should rest well. I'm going to Jing'anzhai to check on your father. If everything is alright, I'll come back."

As Shen hurriedly left, she called out to her in a daze, "Mother, go back to Jing'anzhai and go to bed. You don't need to come see me."

Shen didn't hear her words; she was walking too fast and had already crossed the small bridge and reached the gate of Fuyin Courtyard.

Green Book was gone, and Thousand Book was nowhere to be found either. The maids and old women who served as servants were also nowhere to be found. They all disappeared before my eyes as if they were avoiding a plague.

Xiao Fengyi suddenly felt that it was all so boring.

When she was unconscious in the afternoon, she actually heard Feng Mingjing and Xiao Fengyi arguing. Although she couldn't hear it very clearly, she found it very lively.

It had been a long time since so many people had come to her Fuyin Courtyard. At that moment, she felt a thrill of being the center of attention, but by evening, this wonderful feeling had taken a sharp turn for the worse and vanished without a trace.

Xiao Qingyin adjusted the porcelain pillow, then pulled up the quilt and lay flat on the bed.

As she closed her eyes, preparing to rest, she felt she heard a familiar voice.

"Qingyin, are you asleep?"

Is it the Wind Mirror?

Her beautiful, moon-like eyes suddenly opened, and she saw the Seventh Prince, whom she had been longing for day and night.

"Seventh Prince, you didn't leave."

With a joyful heart, Xiao Qingyin sat up and looked at the man who was bending down to look at her, her expression innocent and naive.

The man reached out and pressed her down on the bed, then sat down beside her, saying softly, "You're injured, you need to rest. Don't get up."

After he finished speaking, he kissed Xiao Fengyi's delicate nose, followed by her petal-like lips.

Such a tender kiss made Xiao Qingyin dizzy and unconsciously hug Feng Mingjing's broad shoulders.

"Seventh Prince."

Feng Mingjing pinched Xiao Qingyin's chin, which was as round as a melon seed, and pressed his lips closer to hers. "Qingyin, I'm in trouble."

Encountering trouble?

Xiao Qingyin suddenly woke up from the illusion, her beautiful eyes staring at the man with clear eyes. "Seventh Prince, what trouble have you encountered? Is it my sister again? Tell me, and I will find a way to help you."

"You really are a flower that helps me share my burdens, Qingyin."

Feng Mingjing whispered the most beautiful love words in Xiao Qingyin's ear, words that would make anyone devoted to him and willing to do anything for him.

He suddenly released the woman in front of him, lay flat on her canopy bed, closed his eyes, and remained silent.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Xiao Qingyin climbed onto his strong chest and asked tentatively, "Your Highness, has Ninth Uncle upset you again?"

The man's eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened when he heard "Ninth Imperial Uncle".

He gently stroked Xiao Qingyin's hair. "Qingyin, you are truly intelligent and perceptive. Nothing can be hidden from you. Alright then, I will tell you all my worries and see if you have any solutions for me."

Feng Mingjing's voice was deep and had a seductive quality in the cold, desolate night.

"I didn't know that my affair of selling official positions had been discovered by the Ninth Imperial Uncle. Hmph, it looks like he's about to find out about me. What should I do? Should I confess without being asked, or should I frame someone else?"

In fact, he had already thought of a backup plan, but he hadn't made a decision yet because both options were somewhat difficult.

Without a second thought, Xiao Qingyin said, "How can we admit to something like this? The Emperor will be disappointed if he finds out. Your Highness, have you decided who to pin the blame on?"

The man gently pinched Xiao Qingyin's nose. "As expected, you understand me best. Actually, I most want Ninth Prince to take the blame for me, since he's always chasing after me. But she was appointed by Father to investigate the case of selling official positions, so it's not easy to frame her."

“Since it’s difficult, it’s better not to do it to avoid giving ourselves away. This matter is so urgent, we must find a good target to frame,” Xiao Qingyin said with a smile, offering her idea directly.

Feng Mingjing felt that Xiao Qingyin's words were absolutely right. "Then who do you think is the most suitable, preferably someone who can kill two birds with one stone, on the one hand framing someone, and on the other hand striking a blow at the opponent?"

After hearing Feng Mingjing's words, Xiao Qingyin knew that his candidates were all his brothers who could compete with him for the throne.

She thought for a moment and asked a question, "Seventh Prince, I remember you said that Ninth Prince seems to have a good relationship with Eighth Prince and intends to recommend Eighth Prince as Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, Feng Mingjing was no longer as calm and composed as before. Instead, he stood up and said fiercely, "Yes, Ninth Prince regards Eighth Prince as a promising talent and has praised Eighth Prince's benevolence to Father Emperor on many occasions. Isn't this just a way of trying to get Father Emperor to make Eighth Prince the Crown Prince?"

He grew angrier and angrier, and punched Xiao Qingyin's bed. "Ninth Imperial Uncle is so biased!"

Ignoring her own pain, Xiao Qingyin forced herself to sit up and leaned on Feng Mingjing's shoulder, saying, "Seventh Prince, have you ever thought about framing the Eighth Prince? That way, Ninth Prince will have to admit he's wrong. Isn't the Eighth Prince his favorite? If word gets out about the sale of official positions, let's see if he'll still recommend the Eighth Prince."

Feng Mingjing had considered framing the Eighth Prince, but he was wary of the Empress's family's power and gave up on it. However, now that Xiao Qingyin had brought it up, he was tempted to do it again.

This move could not only strike at Feng Mingyu, but also at Ninth Prince.

Feng Mingjing turned to Qingyin and said in a relaxed tone, "You're right. If Ninth Prince finds out that the mastermind behind the sale of official positions is Eighth Prince, his credibility in front of the Emperor will be greatly reduced, and he will not dare to recommend Eighth Prince in the future."

He meant that he agreed with Xiao Qingyin's suggestion.

Xiao Qingyin seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, "Hmph, that's right, and I think that Ninth Prince recommended Eighth Prince not because of the latter's benevolence, but because he himself wants to be emperor and make Eighth Prince a puppet. Otherwise, why would he ask His Majesty for a marriage decree, and the other party is my sister who has the destiny of a phoenix!"

"you're right."

After listening to Xiao Qingyin's analysis, Feng Mingjing felt that what she said made a lot of sense.