Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent - Chapter 22
Chapter 22: Don’t Provoke Me
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Yu Yunxi spun around and watched in shock as a tall figure walked toward her step by step. Although she could not see the other party’s appearance, based on the figure, the imposing aura, and the cold voice, who else could it be but Feng Yili?
‘When did he appear in the study? I can’t believe I didn’t notice…’
Yu Yunxi no longer dared to delay. She quickly ran toward the window, intending to escape. However, as soon as she moved, Feng Yili moved as well, and his speed was faster than hers. With a thump, she crashed into his arms and hit her nose on his chest. She covered her nose immediately.
‘It hurts like hell!’
She knew that it was impossible to escape directly. After all, his movement technique was far superior to hers. In the end, she could only grit her teeth, raise her leg, and attack.
In just an instant, the two started fighting. However, the longer they fought, the more shocked Yu Yunxi was. She had used almost all her strength, but Feng Yili easily blocked her attack.
Yu Yunxi had very few opponents in Xinan. Even her godbrother praised her. After all, she had only learned martial arts for four years, but she was already very skilled. She was a rare genius. However, now, she was completely powerless against Feng Yili.
‘How terrifying is this man’s strength?’
A sense of defeat welled up in Yu Yunxi’s heart.
However, unbeknownst to her, Feng Yili was also assessing her strength at this moment. Emotions surged in his dark eyes as he sized her up. He could tell that she had not learned martial arts for a long time, but her movements were fast and ruthless. Perhaps even Jiang Ying was not her match. Five years ago, she should still be a woman who did not even have the strength to bind a chicken. He could not help but wonder what she had experienced over the past five years.
Feng Yili decided to stop teasing her. He grabbed her and pinned her against the pillar, his dark eyes fixed on her.
Yu Yunxi gritted her teeth and remained silent. She was unwilling to reveal her identity. After all, she had covered her face. She assumed Feng Yili would not be able to recognize her.
To her surprise, after a long silence, Feng Yili said lightly, “Yu Yunxi, is it fun to sneak into the Prince Regent’s Residence at night?”
‘He knows!’
Yu Yunxi was angry and frustrated. She could only glare at him and say, “Since the Prince Regent refuses to return the jade to me, I can only take it back myself. Is that a problem?”
“The jade…”
Without waiting for him to finish his words, she said, “Don’t say the jade isn’t with you. I don’t believe you!”
Feng Yili sighed softly. However, in the dark night, their breathing was so loud that his sigh was almost imperceptible. Finally, he said, “Alright, I confess the jade is in my hands.”
“Then, why don’t you…”
“I won’t return it to you. There’s no reason for someone to take back what they left in my hand,” Feng Yili said tonelessly.
“You!” The anger in Yu Yunxi’s heart was about to ignite again. She had never met such a shameless person. With nowhere to vent her anger, she suddenly grabbed his hand and bit down hard on his wrist. Her canine teeth were rather sharp, and when they sank into his flesh, they drew blood.
Although Yu Yunxi had drawn blood, Feng Yili remained silent.
Although she could taste blood in her mouth, Yu Yunxi continued to bite him with increasing strength. Her martial arts were not as good as his, but she had sharp teeth to bite him with! At this moment, she really wanted to bite a hole in his hand. She knew that her behavior was extremely childish at this moment, this was the only way she could vent her anger now.
Suddenly, Yu Yunxi felt a sharp pain in her shoulder. She was stunned. At this moment, she realized that the high and mighty Prince Regent had actually leaned down and was biting her shoulder. Moreover, he had bitten her… until she bled as well.
“Feng Yili, you, you…” Yu Yunxi really did not know how to express her shock and anger at this moment.
After a long time, Feng Yili was finally willing to let go. His lips were very close to her ear as he said hoarsely, “Yu Yunxi, don’t provoke me.”
‘Who provoked who?’
Yu Yunxi was not only angry, but she felt aggrieved as well. Just as she was about to speak, Feng Yili let go of her.
Following that, the voice of a secret guard rang from outside.
“Your Royal Highness, are you okay?”
Seeing the light of the torches outside, Yu Yunxi knew that the longer she stayed here, the more disadvantageous it would be for her. She could only glare at Feng Yili before she quickly climbed out of the window to escape.
Feng Yili did not chase after her. He only stared in the direction she left in with his dark eyes.
At this time, one of the secret guards suddenly yelled, “Assassin! There’s an assassin! Chase after him!”
Feng Yili said stonily, “There’s no need to give chase.”
Jiang Ying entered the study at this moment and asked worriedly, “Your Royal Highness, do you know the assassin?”
When Jiang Ying lit up the room, he discovered that the study was in a mess. Books were strewn all over the floor. Most terrifyingly, Feng Yili’s wrist was bleeding. However, it was not difficult to see the obvious row of teeth marks.
“You’re injured, Your Royal Highness. I’ll summon the doctor,” Jiang Ying said worriedly.
Before Jiang Ying could leave, Feng Yili said, “It’s just a small injury. There’s no need to make a big fuss.”
Jiang Ying stayed where he was and frowned. He tried to speculate the identity of the culprit.
‘Who could injure His Royal Highness? Moreover, the other party uses… teeth…’
Suddenly, Feng Yili asked, “Tell me, what kind of person Yu Yunxi is.”
“Your Royal Highness, you’re talking about the Princess Consort?” Jiang Ying asked, surprised. Then, he gulped before asking again, “Could it be that the person who injured you was the Princess Consort? That person earlier with such powerful movement technique was the Princess Consort?”
Jiang Ying was in shock. Yu Yunxi was a weak woman back then. He could not figure out why her martial arts skills were so high now.
Feng Yili frowned when he heard Jiang Ying repeatedly address Yu Yunxi as the Princess Consort, but he did not correct Jiang Ying.
Finally, Jiang Ying pulled himself together and said seriously, “Your Royal Highness, the Princess Consort is really good. Back then, when you were poisoned, the Imperial Preceptor insisted on sealing you in the coffin, but she risked being punished to stop it…”
As Jiang Ying spoke, he glanced at Feng Yili furtively to gauge Feng Yili’s reaction. Seeing there was no change in the latter’s expression, he felt relieved and continued to say, “However, no one doubted the Imperial Preceptor’s words. In the end, the Princess Consort made a move and sent someone to set fire to the ancestral hall. At that time, she said that the ancestors were angry because of the way you were treated. I have to say, the Princess Consort is really brave and resourceful.”
It was as though Jiang Ying could not wait to praise Yu Yunxi. He continued to say, “Moreover, the Princess Consort was also very meticulous when she helped you wash up. She was clearly forced to marry by the Yu family, but she still did her best for you…”
“Your Royal Highness, half of the Springwood Separation poison was also detoxified by the Princess Consort. In fact, the Princess Consort is much better than Second Young Miss Yu. Can’t you take a look at the Princess Consort…” Jiang Ying could not help but feel slightly resentful. He felt distressed when he thought about the way Feng Yili treated Yu Yunxi at the Prime Minister’s Residence today. He was certain that she must have been very disappointed.
Feng Yili looked at Jiang Ying with a piercing gaze and said coldly, “Jiang Ying, you talk too much…”
Jiang Ying looked disappointed, but he no longer dared to speak. He sighed inwardly and thought to himself, ‘Ever since he woke up five years ago, it became even harder to read his mind. Even as his trusted aides, it’s still difficult for us to guess what he’s thinking…’