Reborn as the Regent's Beloved

It's no wonder she was suspicious; she really wanted to know if Feng Xingye was always following her, to the point that he knew even her clothing size.

Feng Xingye calmly replied, "I did have someone keep an eye on you, but I really didn't intend to find out your clothing size. It was only because of the bestowal of the garments that I learned your clothing size."

After he finished speaking, whether intentionally or not, he glanced at Xiao Fengyi, and that one glance made the woman feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Xiao Fengyi quickly took a few steps back and said to Feng Xingye, "So it's a bestowal of clothing."

Feng Xingye didn't want to dwell on this issue any longer and went straight to the point: "Alright, now that this matter is clear, you can change your clothes and then go to the East Market to investigate the case."

"Why the East Market?"

Xiao Fengyi was puzzled, wondering where Feng Xingye had gotten the information from.

Feng Xingye took out the letters in his hand. "These letters are all superstitions from spies. They show that most of the transactions for selling official positions took place in the East Market."

"So it was a fixed location!" Xiao Fengyi blurted out unconsciously.

"Yes, this is it." After saying that, the man walked out of the room. "Hurry up and change your clothes."

squeak-

After the study in Prince Zhao's mansion was closed, only Xiao Fengyi remained.

She randomly chose a red dress from among the three colors: red, blue, and white.

The reason for choosing such an eye-catching outfit is that the people of Dayun are very wealthy, and there are many people wearing red and green on the streets. Wearing a white or blue outfit would be very conspicuous, but wearing red would not attract as much attention.

After choosing her clothes, Xiao Fengyi picked up the red dress and prepared to find a place to change.

After searching for a long time, she could only go behind the white silk, which was where Feng Xingye changed clothes.

After lifting the white silk covering the canopy bed, Xiao Fengyi noticed for some reason that Feng Xingye smelled the fresh scent of bamboo.

The taste made her feel a little dizzy.

In this inexplicable dizziness, Xiao Fengyi quickly untied her belt and then swiftly put on the red dress.

Only after she put on the red dress did she smell the rose scent emanating from it; the rich fragrance overpowered the scent of green bamboo.

When Xiao Fengyi thought the scent came from incense, she noticed a crimson sachet at her feet, filled with dried rose petals.

She didn't know where the rose sachet came from, and planned to hand it over to Feng Xingye later to find out.

Standing before the bronze mirror, looking at the fiery red dress, Xiao Fengyi felt he didn't recognize the woman.

The noble lady of Paradise Lake was right; her radiant beauty was indeed suited to red clothes, creating a stunning and harmonious effect.

The woman in the mirror seemed unfamiliar because she hadn't worn red clothes for a very, very long time, as if it had happened sometime in a past life.

"Are you alright?" Xiao Fengyi heard the man's voice standing at the door when she was in a panic.

"I'm ready."

When she went to get the comb, she realized that the man had no intention of making her pay for the broken comb.

At this moment, Feng Xingye walked up to her and handed her a box, gesturing, "Put this on your head."

Xiao Fengyi took the box with a puzzled look. After opening it, she found it full of beautiful jewelry, with butterflies fluttering around them and inlaid with red gemstones.

The man asked, "Do you need my help?"

Xiao Fengyi placed the jewelry box on the dressing table and said calmly, "No need to trouble Your Highness, I can do it myself."

"OK then."

After listening, the man lifted his robe and sat down next to the round stool with its waisted design, poured himself a drink, and began to drink tea.

To save time, Xiao Fengyi quickly changed her hairstyle and put a red butterfly hairpin in her hair.

After drinking a cup of tea, Feng Xingye didn't even turn his head before asking, "Are you ready?"

Xiao Fengyi had actually finished tidying up, but after seeing the broken comb, she began to stare blankly. When she heard Feng Xingye's question, she finally snapped out of it.

"I'm all better, Your Highness."

After she finished speaking, she stood up, holding the comb in both hands, and walked up to the man.

As the crimson breeze wafted by, Feng Xingye heard the tinkling of jade pendants and slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

Before she could react, Xiao Fengyi bowed and presented him with the two halves of the comb.

"Your Highness, this comb must have been one of your favorites, but now it's broken in two..."

Xiao Fengyi brought up the matter originally to ask how compensation should be made, but the man didn't seem to care much about the comb, which made Xiao Fengyi feel very strange.

After all, judging from the wear and tear, this comb must be quite old.

Feng Xingye stood up, took one half of the comb, and said, "I heard that when people get engaged, they have to return a token. You and I haven't returned our tokens yet. Since this comb has been broken in two, let's use it as our token."

As a token of affection?

Xiao Fengyi never expected that Feng Xingye would come up with such a method. Moreover, they were only faking their marriage. If it was just a fake marriage, why should they return the tokens?

As she looked at Feng Xingye with a puzzled expression, he had already grabbed her wrist and walked out the door.

Feng Xingye said to her, "Let's hurry up, we're running out of time."

After saying that, he picked up Xiao Fengyi and quickly flew to the entrance of the Prince Zhao's mansion, where he sat in the carriage.

The coachman looked familiar; it seemed like I'd seen him somewhere before.

Feng Xingye said to her, "This is Yueyi. I have been having him follow you and tell me about your situation in the Xiao family."

“Miss Xiao… no, Your Highness, I am Yueyi. Please let me handle any difficulties you may have in the future.” Yueyi took off his bamboo hat and nodded to Xiao Fengyi.

Xiao Fengyi felt that nothing would alarm Feng Xingye's guards, and even if something did happen, she would contact the spy camp.

However, Yue Yi was very respectful to her, and Xiao Fengyi couldn't be cold to him, so she smiled and said, "Guard Yue Yi, thank you."

drive--

After a few pleasantries, Xiao Fengyi and Feng Xingye got into Yueyi's car and headed to Dongshi.

The Prince Zhao's residence is not far from the East Market, and the area along the way is bustling and lively.

However, Xiao Fengyi had no interest in looking at the scenery and people outside the window. She sat in the carriage with her eyes closed, like a god or Buddha who had cultivated for thousands of years, without desires or wants. This surprised Feng Xingye.

Feng Xingye lowered the curtain and asked indifferently, "You don't like crowds?"

It wasn't that she disliked crowds, but rather that the scenery outside held no appeal for her; after all, she had seen it countless times in her past life, and it was simply not interesting.

"Yes, I don't like crowds."

She thinks one thing but says another; that's the current Xiao Fengyi, unpredictable and enigmatic.