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

“Eldest Princess, aren’t you going back with me?” Meng Xia asked worriedly.

“No, since they prepared such a huge surprise for me, how can I leave? Besides, there’s no ghost in this world. There are only humans pretending to be ghosts. I want to discover this courtyard’s secret, ” Yu Yunxi said frostily.

Meng Xia frowned and thought about it for a moment. Then, she said firmly,

“Eldest Princess, since you’re staying, I’ll stay as well.”

“No need. I can protect myself. You’ll only be frightened if you stay here,” Yu Yunxi said helplessly.

However, Meng Xia was very determined. “Eldest Princess, you’re here so I’m not afraid. Ha! Those people want to chase us away using such a despicable method! I won’t let them have their way. Moreover, if there were ghosts here, the ghosts would haunt those despicable people, not us.”

Meng Xia’s fear also gradually dissipated at this moment.

“Alright. Let’s go into the house now. We’ll have to make do for one night, ” Yu Yunxi said with a nod as she led Meng Xia in.

In an alley.

Jiang Ying and the others looked at Feng Yili anxiously.

“Your Royal Highness, you… really did it…

In order to get close, Feng Yili had decisively stabbed his own chest.

Feng Yili’s lips were pale, but his gaze was gentle as he said, “It’s worth it to exchange for a chance to be alone with her.”

Seeing the dejected expressions on their faces, Feng Yili continued to say, “Although I’m injured, we still gained something.”

“What is it?”

“Since I’m injured now, even the Emperor of Xichu doesn’t want me in the capital, he has no choice but to let me stay in the capital,” Feng Yili said as his eyes glinted coldly.

Chu Zai had tried his best to detain Feng Yili, or the King of Youshan, in the palace earlier and did not even hesitate to use an assassin as an excuse.

Feng Yili planned to demand an explanation from the imperial family of Xichu in the name of his injury.

At this moment, Luo Xiuran, who had regained his consciousness, rushed over. He said through gritted teeth, “Yili, you’re too ruthless! You almost killed me!”

However, Luo Xiuran panicked when he saw the bloodstain on Feng Yili’s chest.

He asked worriedly, “Yili, are you okay?” “It’s fine. How’s your head?” Feng Yili asked.

“It’s fine, it’s fine now.”

Seeing Feng Yili in such a state, how could Luo Xiuran have the heart to question Feng Yili again? When he recalled what had happened in the imperial palace earlier, he asked, “Yili, what’s wrong with Yunxi?”

“She’s lost her memory, and she doesn’t remember me,” Feng Yili replied in a low voice, looking extremely lonely.

‘Lost her memory? This, how’s this possible? It wasn’t easy for Yili to find

Yunxi. How could this happen?’

Luo Xiuran was extremely anxious.

Feng Yili reminded solemnly, “Don’t tell Junjin about this yet.”

“Of course. I don’t even dare to tell Qian Qing, let alone Junjin,” Luo Xiuran said with a sigh.

Because of Yu Yunxi, Yu Junjin, Qian Qing, and the others hated Feng Yili and Luo Xiuran very much. They were only willing to follow the duo to Xlchu because they also heard that the Imperial Preceptor was here. They naturally also wanted to seek revenge.

After a moment, Luo Xiuran looked at Feng Yili’s fanged mask and asked in a strange tone, “That’s right. I wanted to ask you… How did you suddenly become the King of Youshan?”

Initially, Luo Xiuran had a headache thinking about ways to sneak into the palace. Unexpectedly, Feng Yili turned into Xichu’s King of Youshan and brought them into the palace.

Luo Xiuran continued to ask, growing more and more confused and worried, “Yili, where did you hide the real King of Youshan? I heard he’s extremely vicious. He drinks human blood and eats human flesh. How did you become him?”

In Luo Xiuran’s opinion, it was already impressive that Feng Yili was able to pretend to be the King of Youshan. He was even more impressed when he recalled how even the real King of Youshan’s trusted aides, whom they met at the relay station, did not suspect Feng Yili.

“Why do you take the rumors so seriously?”

“Well, there’s no smoke without fire, right?” Luo Xiuran replied without thinking. However, after a moment, he raised his head and looked at Feng Yili, asking, “Yili, what do you mean?”

At this time, Jiang Ying asked in a low voice, “Young Marquis Luo, has it ever crossed your mind that maybe… His Royal Highness is the King of Youshan?”

“Impossible! The King of Youshan is from Xichu, and Yili is the Prince Regent of Tianxia!” Luo Xiuran immediately refuted those words. This matter was too shocking for him to accept.

“I was not always in Tianxia when I was young…” Feng Yili said slowly.

Realization dawned on Luo Xiuran upon hearing these words. Indeed. Although he grew up with Feng Yili, there were times when Feng Yili would vanish without a word.

Feng Yili said expressionlessly, “The former King of Youshan’s son died more than twenty years ago. He didn’t want his family line to break so he adopted a grandson.”

Luo Xiuran gulped and asked tentatively, “Don’t tell me the grandson he adopted is… you.”

“That’s right.”

Luo Xiuran was flabbergasted when he found out about Feng Yili’s other identity. He asked, still dumbfounded, “Then, what about the rumors of you drinking human blood and eating human flesh?”

Feng Yili replied indifferently, “If the rumors weren’t terrifying, there’d be even more people keeping an eye on the King of Youshan’s Residence. With that, some people would eventually find out that I was not in the residence all the time.”

‘That makes sense… If everyone thinks Yili is like the devil, they won’t dare to act rashly. With this, his two identities also won’t be easily exposed.’

At this moment, Feng Yili suddenly launched into a coughing fit, causing his wound to hurt.

“Yili, are you okay?”

“Your Royal Highness, are you alright?”

Upon seeing this, Luo Xiuran, Jiang Ying, and the others began to panic again..