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

Chapter 117: Let’s Have a Child Together

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Upon seeing this, Shen Hezhi frowned, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Feng Yili said coldly from inside the carriage, “I said I’ll escort you back so I’ll do so. Please enter the carriage.”

At this time, Yu Yunxi finally arrived. She looked at Shen Hezhi worriedly and asked, “Brother, are you okay?”

Shen Hezhi shook his head and said gently, “I’m fine.”

“Where’s Junjin?” Yu Yunxi continued to ask worriedly.

Qian Qing glanced at the carriage and said, “County Princess, the Prince Regent took the little master away.”

Yu Yunxi turned and saw the carriage from the Prince Regent’s Residence. Her heart sank slightly.

‘When did Feng Yili come?’

Shen Hezhi looked at Yu Yunxi reassuringly as he said softly, “It’s okay. Junjin is my and Qian Qing’s child. The Prince Regent won’t do anything to him.”

‘What? Junjin is now Brother and Qian Qing’s son? Why are things becoming more and more outrageous?’

Yu Yunxi was stunned. However, when she saw Luo Xiuran and thought about their meeting with the Empress Dowager, she could also guess a few things.

She said in a very low voice, “We’ll talk more when we return.”

“The Empress Dowager asked the Prince Regent to escort me back,” Shen Hezhi said helplessly.

“I’ll come with you, ” Yu Yunxi said before boarding the carriage with Shen Hezhi. She was worried about the little bun who was with Feng Yili.

After Yu Yunxi and Shen Hezhi got into the carriage, only Luo Xiuran and Qian

Qing were left. He said, “Qian Qing, I…”

However, Qian Qing turned around and got into the other carriage; she did not give him a chance to speak at all.

The carriage from the Prince Regent’s Resident carrying four people was very crowded.

The little bun, who was sitting in Feng Yili’s arms, gulped. ‘Why do I feel like the atmosphere is very tense?’

Suddenly, Feng Yili looked at Shen Hezhi, who was sitting across from him, and said, “Junjin is not your child.”

Shen Hezhi smiled slightly and said nonchalantly, “What gave you the illusion, Prince Regent?”

“Illusion?” Feng Yili murmured to himself as he lowered his gaze.

The atmosphere turned tense again.

Feng Yili no longer said anything, but he continued to hug the little bun tightly.

Yu Yunxi could not help but feel worried when she saw this. For some reason, she felt that Feng Yili knew something.

Finally, after an arduous journey, the carriage finally arrived at Shen Hezhi’s temporary residence.

Qian Qing had already arrived in the other carriage, and she was waiting at the door.

“Jin’er is not Shizi’s child.” Feng Yili raised his eyes and looked at Shen Hezhi sitting opposite him with indifferent eyes.

The corner of Shen Hezhi’s mouth curved slightly, and he asked nonchalantly: “What is it that gave you the illusion, Prince Regent, that you actually think

“An illusion?”

Feng Yili lowered his eyes and murmured softly.

Soon, the atmosphere became quiet again.

Feng Yili stopped talking, but he still hugged the little bun tightly, which made

Yu Yun’s heart hang, and he always felt that he knew something.

Finally, after a hard journey, the carriage finally arrived at Shen Hezhi’s temporary residence.

Qianqing’s carriage had already arrived, and she was waiting at the door. Luo Xiuran stood beside her cheekily.

Feng Yili got off the carriage with the little bun in his arms followed by Yu Yunxi and Shen Hezhi.

Shen Hezhi looked at Feng Yili with a piercing gaze and asked, “Since we’ve arrived, I wonder if the Prince Regent can return Junjin to me?”

Feng Yili ignored Shen Hezhi. Instead, he looked down at the little bun and asked in a deep voice, “Junjin, do you want to live with me?”

‘This…’

The little bun naturally wanted to live with Feng Yili. He glanced at his mother and uncle from the corners of his eyes and hesitated.

Seeing the little bun’s hesitation, Feng Yili’s eyes flashed. He put the little bun on the ground and asked seriously, “Junjin, can I take off your human skin mask?”

‘What? He’s going to remove the human skin mask?’

Yu Yunxi’s heart tightened immediately. Before the little bun could reply, she said, “You can’t!”

The little bun was confused. He shook his head, but Feng Yili did not seem to hear Yu Yunxi’s objection. Instead, he reached out and put his hands behind the little bun’s ears.

In the next moment, the human skin mask was removed.

Everyone held their breaths.

When Feng Yili saw the little bun’s face, his expression darkened slightly. The expectations in his heart were also crushed. The tiny face in front of him did not resemble his face at all. On the contrary, it resembled Shen Hezhi.

Luo Xiuran leaped out and said anxiously, “No, how can this be? This is not right. Junjin’s face shouldn’t be like this!”

Luo Xiuran rushed to the little bun’s side and began to rub the latter’s face. He muttered, “No. When I saw his face the other night, it was clearly not like this…’

Luo Xiuran rubbed the little bun’s face until it was red, but he still could not find any trace of disguise.

“Enough!” Feng Yili said, pulling Luo Xiuran’s hand away.

“Yili!” Luo Xiuran looked at Feng Yili anxiously. After all, he knew that the latter carried hopes that Yu Junjin was his son. Moreover, Feng Yili became even more hopeful after he told Feng Yili that Yu Junjin resembled him a lot. He did not understand why Yu Junjin would look like this now. He wondered if he had drunk too much that night and hallucinated.

“If you want to mess around, please find someone else. Our King of Xinan’s Residence has no time to mess around with you,” Yu Yunxi said coldly. She took the little bun’s hand and walked away.

When their backs were facing Feng Yili and Luo Xiuran, Yu Yunxi and Qian Qing exchanged a glance, silently sighing in relief.

Fortunately, Qian Qing had informed them that Luo Xiuran had seen the little bun’s true face. They had made preparations in advance so Feng Yili would not discover anything.

Even after the door closed, Feng Yili still did not recover.

“Yili,” Luo Xiuran called out worriedly. He was afraid this was a huge blow to Feng Yili.

After a long time, Feng Yili suppressed his surging emotions and said hoarsely, “Let’s go back to the Prince Regent’s Residence.”

“Yili.

“I said, let’s go back to the Prince Regent’s Residence,” Feng Yili said coldly.

“Yes…” Luo Xiuran nodded with a crestfallen expression on his face.

‘Junjin really looks like Shen Hezhi… It seems like he might really be Junjin’s father. Then, is Qian Qing really his mother?’

Luo Xiuran’s heart ached when he thought about this.

Inside the residence.

A guard reported, “The Prince Regent and Young Marquis Luo have left.” Yu Yunxi sighed in relief.

The little bun tugged on Yu Yunxi’s sleeve and asked in a soft voice, “Mother, it’s not good to lie to Father like this, right?”

Yu Yunxi’s heart felt heavy as well. However, thinking about what Luo Xiuran did to Qian Qing and how conniving Feng Yili was to her, she felt suffocated. She said seriously, “Junjin, we’re from the King of Xinan’s Residence. We have to keep a distance from the Prince Regent’s Residence. Do you understand?”

The little bun’s heart was filled with desolation, but he still nodded obediently. “Mother, I understand.”

Yu Yunxi felt distressed when she saw her son like that, but she was left with no other choice. It would be better for her son to keep a distance from the Prince Regent’s Residence.

Yu Yunxi brought Yu Junjin back to the Yu Residence in the middle of the night.

The Emperor’s people were still monitoring Shen Hezhi so it was not safe for Yu Junjin to stay with him.

After her son fell asleep, Yu Yunxi finally returned to her room. However, as soon as she opened the door, she sensed something was amiss. She could sense another presence in the room, and it was rather familiar.

‘Feng Yili?’

She walked in and asked frostily, “Feng Yili, you’re not sleeping in the middle night, and you came here instead. What do you want?”

The tall figure stood up and grabbed her wrist before directly pushing her onto

the bed.

Yu Yunxi tried to struggle, but she was completely restrained by him.

“Feng Yili, you…”

Feng Yili did not wait for her to finish speaking before he said hoarsely into her ear, sounding a little lonely, “I’m very disappointed that Junjin is not my son.

Let’s have a child together..”