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

Chapter 68: Feng Yili’s Plan

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yu Junjin fidgeted his fingers uneasily, worried that he would say the wrong thing. After a long time, he said seriously, “Although I like Father very much, if I have to choose between you and him, I’ll definitely choose you.”

His mother gave birth to him and raised him, after all. She had suffered a lot because of him so no one could make him abandon his mother.

Hearing his words and seeing the determined expression on his face, Yu Yunxi’s eyes reddened. She said gently, “Don’t worry about it. Just stay in the

Prince Regent’s Residence for the time being.”

It did not matter to her where she stayed. She could stay in the Prince Regent’s Residence and treat Feng Yili like the air.

Finally, she said, “Alright, let’s get up and have breakfast.”

When the mother and son arrived at the hall, Feng Yili was already waiting. His eyes flashed briefly when he saw Yu Yunxi holding the little bun’s hand. He thought about Jiang Ying’s suggestion again.

Yu Yunxi and the little bun exchanged a quick look, but they looked very calm as they took a seat.

The three of them did not speak and ate silently.

After a while, Luo Xiuran suddenly walked in. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had stubbles on his chin. His clothes were messy, and he reeked of alcohol.

Everyone frowned immediately.

Luo Xiuran did not care about anyone at all as he stared at the little bun. He laughed and said, “Junjin, as it turns out, you’re my son!”

Yu Yunxi and the little bun were shocked to the core. The little bun’s reaction was even more exaggerated. He stared at Luo Xiuran with his mouth agape, dumbfounded.

‘What’s going on?’

Finally, Feng Yili asked in a deep voice, “Luo Xiuran, have you lost your mind?”

Luo Xiuran shook his head vigorously as he said excitedly, “No, no, I’m not crazy. Jian Qing has been missing for four years, and Junjin’s age is about right.

He must be my son!”

Yu Yunxi and the little bun who had just picked up their chopsticks were so shocked that they dropped their chopsticks.

Yu Yunxi frowned and looked at Qian Jiao who was standing nearby.

Jian Qing was Qian Qing’s original name. So what was her relationship with Luo Xiuran?

The little bun played with his hands nervously.

‘How did things turn out like this?’

Luo Xiuran laughed again before he continued to say, ” No wonder I thought you looked familiar! You look like me!”

Yu Yunxi and the little bun’s expressions were a little twisted at this moment.

Luo Xiuran strode over, intending to carry the little bun. However, Feng Yili reached out and easily pulled the little bun into his arms. He looked at Luo Xiuran coldly and said, “I don’t think he looks like you. Also, you reek of alcohol. Stay away from us.”

“No, no, although I drank a lot last night, my mind is clear! Junjin’s mother is Jian Qing so he must be my son!” Luo Xiuran said confidently.

At this time, the little bun shook his head frantically and said, ‘No, my mother is not Jian Qing!”

Luo Xiuran’s expression stiffened. He looked at the little bun and asked anxiously, “Junjin, where’s the jade ring from last night? Didn’t you say that it was a token left by your father for your mother? That jade ring is mine!”

Everyone was speechless.

Yu Yunxi felt her head ache.

‘How did things become so strange overnight?’

The little bun remained calm. He feigned a serious expression and said, “Brother Xiuran, I picked up that jade thumb ring. I didn’t know how to answer your question about my father last night so I used that thing to fool you. I’m sorry.”

“Impossible! Jian Qing wouldn’t throw away the thing I gave her,” Luo Xiuran said vehemently, shaking his head. He was unable to accept the little bun’s words.

“You’re really not my father. My father is much more reliable than you,” the little bun said with a smile and stole a glance at Feng Yili.

“You…

Luo Xiuran was rendered speechless by those words.

Finally, Yu Yunxi said with a hint of helplessness, “Well, Young Marquis, why don’t you do a blood test to confirm it?”

‘This misunderstanding… is really too big…

The little bun raised his head and said loudly, “I… I agree to do a blood test!” ‘I really don’t want to randomly acknowledge a father…’

Luo Xiuran was very disappointed seeing how certain and confident the little bun was. Unwilling to give up, he asked again, “You’re… really not her son?” “I’m not. That’s not my mother’s name,” the little bun said seriously.

“Alright, I understand,” Luo Xiuran said with a bitter smile. The light in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he looked extremely dispirited. As he walked out slowly, he looked extremely lonely.

Upon seeing this, the little bun felt very uncomfortable. He tugged Feng Yili’s sleeve and asked worriedly, “Did I do something wrong?”

Feng Yili’s expression was also very serious. After a long time, he replied, “It’s fine. Give him some time, and he’ll recover.”

When Jian Qing first left, it also took some time for Luo Xiuran to recover.

Meanwhile, Yu Yunxi’s expression was very solemn. Based on Luo Xiuran’s appearance, it was clear that his relationship with Qian Jing was not simple.

‘Could he be the person who hurt Qian Jing in the past?’

Silence descended in the hall again.

When Yu Yunxi put down her chopsticks again, Qian Mei walked into the hall. Her expression was cold, and she did not bow to Feng Yili. Instead, she quickly walked over to Yu Yunxi’s side.

Feng Yili’s eyes darkened upon seeing this. However, he was not angry. After all, Qian Mei was from the King of Xinan’s Residence. Everyone from the King of Xinan’s Residence had been hostile to him for many years.

At this time, Qian Mei said in a low voice, “County Princess, there are many people at the Revival Hall…’

‘Many people?’

Yu Yunxi raised an eyebrow. She quickly stood up and said softly, “I’ll go over and have a look.”

Feng Yili did not stop her and only watched her leave. Then, he said to Jiang Chuan sternly, “Follow her, and ensure her safety.”

“Yes, Your Royal Highness,” Jiang Chun replied without hesitation and left.

After that, Feng Yili looked at the little bun and asked tentatively, “You… Do you like that sister?”

The little bun was wiping his mouth. When he heard this question, he nodded vigorously and said, “Of course!”

‘She’s my mother! How can I not like her?’

“Then do you want her to stay in the Prince Regent’s Residence to accompany you?” Feng Yili continued to ask.

“Yes!”

Feng Yili’s eyes flashed before he said, “Alright. Then there are a few things I need you to do.”

The little bun finally realized something was wrong, and he gulped.

‘Father seems to want to scheme against Mother… I… Have I been dragged into it as well?’