Reborn as the Regent's Beloved

Xiao Fengyi solemnly said to Feng Xingye, "Your Highness, etiquette is not important. The most important thing is that you are the ruler and I am the subject. As a subject, I cannot watch Dayun get into trouble. I really beg Your Highness Zhao to save the Eighth Prince and prevent him from being framed by Feng Mingjing!"

Feng Xingye didn't look up, but stopped writing and stared blankly at the snow-white paper.

After pausing for a moment, he continued writing. After writing a few words, Feng Xingye said again, "So, you were being so attentive today because of Xiao Ba."

Xiao Fengyi sensed something unusual in the rumors, but because of important matters, she didn't think about it too much and instead told him what she had prepared beforehand.

“Your Highness, Feng Mingjing’s framing of the Eighth Prince is clearly aimed at you. Everyone in the court and the public knows that you support the Eighth Prince, and Feng Mingjing certainly knows that too. He just wants to use the opportunity of suppressing the Eighth Prince to tarnish your reputation as well! This is killing two birds with one stone.”

Xiao Fengyi became more and more excited as she spoke, completely unaware of the light emanating from the kerosene lamp, while Feng Xingye smiled without even realizing it.

"So it was all for my sake in the end?"

When the man raised his head, his eyes were tender, and this expression on his cold and handsome face had an indescribable gentleness that made Xiao Fengyi's cold and hard heart soften noticeably.

How is this going?

Xiao Fengyi secretly wondered if she had gone mad. How could she have fallen for the person in front of her so suddenly?

No! Absolutely not! Don't you know what happened to Xiao Fengyi in her past life? You are simply not meant for love.

"Your Highness, whether for your sake or for the sake of the Eighth Prince, we must thoroughly investigate the case of selling official positions." After composing herself, Xiao Fengyi disregarded etiquette, stood up, and walked to the front of the table in a few steps, grabbing Feng Xingye's hand.

The moment she took his hand, Xiao Fengyi realized that the man's hand was different from usual; it was unusually cold.

Feng Xingye looked up at her with an innocent smile, "Miss Xiao, why are you holding my hand?"

Xiao Fengyi suppressed the burning sensation on both sides of her cheeks, turned the man's wrist over, took his pulse for a moment, and her face instantly turned from red to white.

Feng Xingye acted as if nothing had happened, looking at her and saying, "How are you? Has my Gu poison gotten worse again?"

Hearing this nonchalant tone, Xiao Fengyi said fiercely, "How can you not care about your own health?"

The man didn't respond to Xiao Fengyi's words of concern, but for some reason, he felt as if he were bathed in a spring breeze.

She discovered that the toxins that had been controlled in Feng Xingye's body had spread again, which was why his whole body was cold, and he must be feeling very uncomfortable now.

He's so uncomfortable, yet he's still writing letters here. What kind of letters could be so important?

She was not one to eavesdrop, so when Feng Xingye went out, he didn't know who he gave the letter to or where he went to meet it.

She was now a little curious and looked down at the Xuan paper on the table.

Upon closer inspection, Xiao Fengyi realized that Feng Xingye had been in contact with various parties, preparing to investigate the case of selling official positions and rescue the Eighth Prince.

Xiao Fengyi then realized that she had been worrying unnecessarily and had done something unnecessary. "Your Highness Prince Zhao, it turns out that you had already planned to rescue the Eighth Prince."

Feng Xingye withdrew his hand and said to her, "Didn't you say that the Eighth Prince was recommended by me? If anything happens to him, it will be the moment when my credibility collapses. Of course I will help Xiao Ba, but I will help him based on his benevolence. It is really wrong for such an upright and honest gentleman to be framed."

Upon hearing Feng Xingye's words, Xiao Fengyi was overjoyed and exclaimed from the bottom of her heart, "Oh dear, Feng Mingyu is saved!"

“Feng Mingyu, didn’t you just call him Eighth Prince or Eighth Prince? Why are you calling him by his full name again? Aren’t you afraid people will hear and say you’re disrespecting the royal family?” Feng Xingye continued writing the letter in his hand, not forgetting to remind her to be careful with her words.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fengyi said to the man, "I was so happy that I forgot for a moment."

She had a good relationship with Feng Mingyu in her past life, which is why she addressed him by his full name. She never addressed Feng Mingyu like that elsewhere, and she never expected to lose her composure in front of Feng Xingye today.

Xiao Fengyi also felt very strange about her trust in Feng Xingye.

After a while, when Feng Xingye put the letter in his hand into an envelope, the woman was also helping him with the pasting.

There were a total of ten letters. Xiao Fengyi noticed the signatures on the envelopes; they were all addressed to various honest officials.

She couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, why are you writing letters to these honest officials? Can they investigate the Eighth Prince's innocence?"

Feng Xingye replied indifferently, "What I want is for these honest officials to jointly submit a memorial to the Emperor explaining that Xiao Ba has been wronged."

Upon hearing this suggestion, Xiao Fengyi praised it highly, saying, "Your Highness, Prince Zhao, you have indeed been immersed in the officialdom for many years and know how to handle things."

She never thought of using this method to protect the Eighth Prince's reputation first. Before the truth is found, the most important thing for the wronged person is their reputation. If the public opinion is not stopped in time, even if the truth comes out in the end, Feng Mingyu's credibility will be greatly damaged.

This time, Feng Xingye did not avoid Xiao Fengyi, but instead summoned Yue San into the study and handed over the ten letters in his hand.

"On the third of the month, deliver these letters to these people in the order I have arranged them."

"Your Highness, rest assured, I will certainly do as you say," Yue San said, holding the letter.

After saying that, he left.

After Feng Xingye finished doing everything, he smiled at Xiao Fengyi and said, "Alright, now we can administer the acupuncture."

Seeing his smile, Xiao Fengyi was momentarily lost in thought, and just as she was lost in thought, the man suddenly fainted.

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Xiao Fengyi watched helplessly as the man collapsed in front of her, completely caught off guard. By the time she reached out to help him up, the musicians and several other guards had already rushed over and gotten there first.

"Master, are you too tired?"

"I told you that Master has been busy with the Eighth Prince's affairs these past few days, and he had another attack yesterday. He said he wanted Miss Xiao to come and take a look, but Master refused, saying that Miss Xiao was also poisoned and needed to rest more."

Do I need more rest?

After hearing what the guards said, Xiao Fengyi didn't know what to say, "He..."

Yue Qi said anxiously beside her, "Miss Xiao, please take a look at the master. It seems that the poison has relapsed."

Xiao Fengyi calmed down and had several guards help Feng Xingye to bed. She then inserted the silver needles she had prepared into various acupoints.

During the acupuncture treatment, Xiao Fengyi kept thinking and thinking, so this man had been busy for Feng Mingyu all along, and so he had been poisoned yesterday.

She knew nothing...