Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent

Yu Yunxi looked at the letter again. She was very close to her godbrother, but she really could not tell the differences between the handwriting. She frowned and murmured, “Whose handwriting would be so similar to that of my godbrother?”

Feng Wei’an hinted, saying, “Ninth Imperial Aunt, you should be able to guess it. I heard that the King of Xinan personally taught Young Master Shen how to write… Who else did he teach?”

Yu Yunxi’s expression changed immediately. She exclaimed in shock, “Princess

Chunyang’s son?! He’s in the capital?”

“That’s what I thought when I saw the letter. After learning that he was in the capital, I wanted to see him as soon as possible. I didn’t expect to encounter assassins on my way there,” Feng Wei’an said gloomily.

“What do you think about the assassins?” Yu Yunxi asked.

“I’m not familiar with their martial arts. I don’t think they’re from Tianxia,” Feng Wei’an replied.

‘Assassins from another country?’

Yu Yunxi’s head began to ache. Although she had already listened to Feng Wei’an’s explanation, she was even more confused than before. When she finally noticed how pale Feng Wei’an was, she finally remembered that he was injured. She sighed and said, “Alright, rest for now. I’ll investigate this matter.”

“Alright.”

Yu Yunxi’s head was still aching when she walked out of the room.

Shen Hezhi treated the son of Princess Chunyang like an older brother and was very well-liked in the King of Xinan’s Residence. What other identity did he have? Why did he not return to Xinan but come to the capital to meet Feng Wei’an instead? Was he really in the capital? He would be in danger if he was discovered by the Emperor.

The more Yu Yunxi thought about it, the more her head hurt. It seemed like she had to write a letter to Xinan as soon as possible.

Feng Yili walked over at this moment and asked, “How was it?”

“I’ve asked all the questions I wanted to ask. Let’s go back first.”

Just as Yu Yunxi and Feng Yili were about to leave, Su Jingrou, who had gone in to check on Feng Wei’an again, suddenly came out and chased after them.

“Yunxi, wait a minute! The Third Prince wants me to pass on a message to you,” Su Jingrou said solemnly.

“What is it?”

“He said that you have to be very careful during this period of time. Although he doesn’t know who sent the assassins, he’s worried that they’ll also come for you,” Su Jingrou said grimly.

‘They might come for me?’

Yu Yunxi’s gaze darkened. After a moment, she nodded. “I understand.”

After leaving Prince An’s Residence and getting into the carriage, Yu Yunxi finally relaxed a little. She said in a low voice, “Feng Yili, things are getting more and more complicated..

“Don’t worry. I’ve already sent someone to investigate…”

Before Feng Yili could finish saying that he had sent someone to investigate the assassins, Yu Yunxi suddenly fainted.

“Yunxi! Yunxi! Jiang Ying, hurry back to the residence immediately!”

When Yu Yunxi woke up, she felt something pressing down on her hand. She asked in surprise, “Feng Yili, why are you here?”

Feng Yili was still dressed in yesterday’s clothes. It was very wrinkled now. His eyes were bloodshot, and there were even stubbles around his lips.

This was the first time Yu Yunxi had seen Feng Yili in such a state, and she found it a little amusing. She asked teasingly, “Feng Yili, what did you do yesterday? Why do you like that?”

Feng Yili was not in the mood to care about this. He quickly leaned over and touched her forehead and her cheeks. Seeing that she was really fine, he finally felt a little relieved. He asked, “Do you feel unwell?”

“Why would I feel unwell? I slept quite well,” Yu Yunxi said calmly.

“You suddenly fainted last night, and the doctor couldn’t find anything wrong.

Do you know how worried I was?” Feng Yili said worriedly as he held her hand.

“I fainted last night? Feng Yili, what nonsense are you spouting? When did I faint? After coming back from the imperial palace, I went to bed,” Yu Yunxi said. At the same time, she looked at Feng Yili with a hint of pity in her eyes as she wondered inwardly, ‘Could it be that he was so busy recently that he has lost his mind?’

“You went to bed last night after coming back from the imperial palace?”

Feng Yili’s heart sank when he heard Yu Yunxi’s words.

“That’s right,” Yu Yunxi said with a nod.

Feng Yili’s heart sank even further as he asked, “Do you remember what happened in Prince An’s Residence?”

“Prince An’s Residence? The Third Prince? Why did you suddenly mention him? We don’t have much interaction with him, right?” Yu Yunxi asked in confusion, frowning.

Feng Yili’s heart dropped, and a hint of panic could be seen in his eyes. He forced himself to calm down before he said, recounting last night’s incident, “Yunxi, let me tell you what happened last night…”

Yu Yunxi could not help but laugh after listening to Feng Yili. She asked, “Feng Yili, were you dreaming?”

After that, she changed, put on her shoes, and left.

Feng Yili’s hand trembled as he watched her leave. ‘It was not a hallucination. Did she lose her memory?’

Feng Yili took a deep breath and chased after her.

Meanwhile, Yu Yunxi had already arrived at the courtyard, and she coincidentally met Luo Xiuran.

Luo Xiuran fanned himself with his fan as he asked casually, “Yunxi, I heard the Empress Dowager summoned you into the palace last night? What’s the matter?”

“Yes, the Empress Dowager summoned us into the palace. She…” Yu Yunxi said, intending to tell Luo Xiuran about what happened.. However, she suddenly frowned and turned to ask Feng Yili, “Why did the Empress Dowager summon us into the palace? Feng Yili, do you remember?”