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After a day of turmoil, Jiang Xi quickly succumbed to drowsiness as she lay in bed. Just before drifting off to sleep, a vague question floated through her mind: when did Fong Yang start to like her?
She would have to ask him about it when the opportunity arose.
Seeing that Jiang Xi did not urge him to leave, Fong Yang felt at ease knowing he could stay by her side while she slept peacefully. His heart was filled with joy; as long as she was happy, nothing else mattered. He looked at her with affectionate eyes as she drifted off.
Early the next morning, Yin Ye delivered the unconscious Jiang Yue into Huo Xingwen's hands, deliberately drawing the attention of the townsfolk.
Following Jiang Xi's instructions, Yin Ye proclaimed the news without missing a word and coldly questioned Huo Xingwen, "My lord is furious. I hope Young Master Huo can provide a reasonable explanation for this matter."
With that, Yin Ye turned and left, causing an uproar among the onlookers.
"Young Master Huo prides himself on being a devoted gentleman, yet behind closed doors, he behaves like this. Truly, one cannot judge a person by their appearance!"
Huo Xingwen was taken aback, his face turning pale. He ordered the gates closed and handed Jiang Yue over to a servant, hastily saying, "Quickly, fetch a doctor to treat Jiang Yue."
He paced back and forth in the hall, deep in thought. Extracting the truth from Jiang Yue's lips was crucial. Huo Xingwen also pondered Jiang Yue's assassination attempt on Jiang Xi. Did the Regent send someone to deliver Jiang Yue to his residence because he knew about their relationship?
That shouldn't be the case; this might be an attempt to sow discord. Rumors would spread quickly; I must hurry to the Prime Minister's Residence to clarify things.
Meanwhile, at the Regent's Palace, Fong Yang prepared a luxurious sedan chair for Jiang Xi and arranged for a group of guards and maidservants to accompany her back to the Prime Minister's Residence.
In her room, Fong Yang was bending down to fasten Jiang Xi's belt when his gaze inadvertently fell on her arms, concealed by wide sleeves. With concern etched on his face, he said, "Your hand hasn't healed yet. Can't you wait until you're better before going back?"
Jiang Xi raised her gaze to his nearly devilishly beautiful face, a faint smile playing on her lips as she gently shook her head. "Only by returning with injuries can we achieve the best results."
Fong Yang fell silent.
Suddenly, Jiang Xi reached out and wrapped her arms around Fong Yang's waist, pressing her face against his chest. Breathing in his fresh and clean scent, she softly said, "I will not leave the prince. In this life, Jiang Xi is yours in life and your ghost in death."
Fong Yang immediately interrupted her, his expression tense as he raised a hand to cover Jiang Xi's lips. "Don't say such things! Whoever dares to harm you, I will make them wish they were never born!"
Jiang Xi murmured an agreement, silently thinking to herself that whoever dared to harm him would also suffer the same fate.
Heaven had granted her a chance at rebirth, was it not to seek justice for their past lives?
With Fong Yang personally escorting her, Jiang Xi walked out of the Regent's Palace gates.
As she looked at the scene before her, she frowned slightly and muttered, "Isn't there a bit too many attendants?"
Fong Yang turned to look at Jiang Xi and asked, "You don't like it? They can protect you."
Jiang Xi understood Fong Yang's intentions but didn't want to draw too much attention just yet. Sighing, she replied, "It's not that I dislike it; it's just that there are too many. Can we reduce it by half?"
Two maids, two guards, eight... Fong Yang paused for a moment before nodding. "As you wish."
Before long, they arrived at the Prime Minister's Residence. With the help of her personal maids Han Yue and Han Shuang, she stepped down from the carriage.
The guards outside the Prime Minister's Residence were taken aback when they saw her disembark from the carriage. "Miss, I will report to the Prime Minister immediately. Young Master Huo is also here."
Unexpectedly, the young lady trapped in the residence of the Regent suddenly returned, her words tumbling over each other. Jiang Xi paused at the door, a faint smile on her lips. "Is Huo Xingwen here?"
The guards of the Prime Minister's Residence quickly responded, "Yes, yes, he is in Songhe Garden."
Jiang Xi brushed her sleeves and stepped inside. "No need to report, I'll go in myself. It will be a nice surprise for my parents."
Upon hearing this, the guards immediately made way. "Please take care, Miss."
For those in the Prime Minister's Residence, she had only been gone for a little over a month, but for her, it felt like a long journey through past lives.
"Huo Xingwen, everything you did to me in my past life, I will repay you bit by bit."
Jiang Xi headed straight for Songhe Garden.
People said that the powerful Regent had forcibly taken the Prime Minister's eldest daughter, Jiang Xi, into his residence and restricted her freedom.
In reality, this high-ranking Regent catered to Jiang Xi's wishes in everything except her desire to leave the royal palace.
Awakening from her dreams, Jiang Xi's attitude had turned one hundred eighty degrees. She finally recognized Fong Yang's goodness and decided to personally tear away Huo Xingwen's hypocritical facade, attempting to persuade Fong Yang to return to Feng Yang.
As soon as she entered Songhe Garden, Jiang Xi heard Huo Xingwen's earnest voice from within. "This must be the Regent's scheme to sow discord. I never sent Jiang Yue to assassinate Sister Xi; Sister Xi is my wife. How could I possibly do such a thing?"
Listening to his words outside the door, Jiang Xi paused, a cold smile rising within her. She was eager to see what else Huo Xingwen would say.
Then came a woman's anxious voice from inside.
"I don't want to know the truth for now; I just want to know how Xi'er is doing. Is she seriously injured? Prime Minister, Xi'er is your daughter. She was hurt in the Regent's Palace, and you remain indifferent?"
Listening to her mother's voice, Jiang Xi felt a pang of sorrow. Her Mother was the only family member who cared for her deeply, yet she had been so focused on Huo Xingwen that she had forgotten how poorly her Mother had been doing.
Her daughter was injured, and her father, Jiang Xingzhi, wore a stern expression. "What do you want me to do? Go to the Regent's Palace and demand her back?"
Huo Xingwen still needed to use Jiang Xi to gather intelligence, so he quickly bent down and said, "Father-in-law, please reconsider going to the palace."
Upon hearing this, Madam Jiang felt a flicker of anger and coldly glared at Huo Xingwen. "Reconsider? What do you mean? Xi'er is on the brink of death; we can't go bring her back?"
Huo Xingwen hurriedly explained, "Son-in-law didn't mean it that way. But the Regent is unpredictable and ruthless; if we anger him, he might harm Sister Xi."
Understanding Huo Xingwen's cowardly excuses, Madam Jiang's eyes turned icy as she fixed her gaze on him. "So you're just going to let Xi'er stay in the Regent's Palace?"
"Huo Xingwen, Xi'er is devoted to you. If you dare to harm her, I will be the first to make you pay."
Feeling guilty, Huo Xingwen lowered his head and hurriedly assured her, "Rest assured, my esteemed mother-in-law; even if I were to harm myself, I would never hurt a hair on Sister Xi."
"Is that so?" A nonchalant voice came from outside, causing all three to turn their heads in unison, their eyes widening in surprise.
"Xi'er."
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