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

Feng Yili sighed and said helplessly, “Your filial piety is indeed worthy of praise. But why were you so secretive? It was as though you were doing something bad..

The little bun replied seriously, “That’s because Uncle Luo Xiuran said one has to be sincere when praying. One shouldn’t tell people about it…

Feng Yili:

This was indeed something Luo Xiuran would say.

Feng Yili walked over and looked under the bed. Indeed, there was a small figurine of the Goddess of Mercy. He was rather speechless when he saw it. It was actually a Child -Granting Goddess of Mercy. One would usually pray to the Child -Granting Goddess of Mercy when one hoped to conceive, for safe delivery, and the like.

Feng Yili:

After a moment of silence, Feng Yili said, “In the future, don’t spend so much time with your Uncle Xiuran.”

“Okay.”

The little bun nodded even though he did not understand the reason behind it.

After a while, Feng Yili asked, looking slightly worried, “Were you frightened by what happened today?”

“No, I’m fine. It’s just that Mother had suffered a lot. Father, how’s Mother now?” the little bun asked. He was the most worried about his mother’s well-being.

“Your mother is fine. You did well today. When you encounter danger and the enemy is stronger than you, you must remember to look for me,” Feng Yili said, praising the little bun and rubbing the little bun’s head.

The little bun’s face turned red immediately as he replied softly, “T-thank you for your praise, Father.”

Feng Yili carried the little bun in his arms before he asked seriously, “I need your help with something. Are you willing to help me?”

The little bun’s eyes lit up as soon as he heard this. He nodded energetically and said, “If Father needs help, how can I not help?” “Alright, then follow me to the Heavenly Prison.”

“Heavenly Prison?”

“Yes.”

At night.

Feng Yili, Luo Xiuran, and the little bun were at the entrance of the prison.

When the prison guards saw them, they hurriedly bowed.

“Greetings, Prince Regent, Young Marquis Luo.”

Feng Yili nodded in response before he made a move to enter the prison.

However, one of the prison guards said nervously, “Prince Regent, the Heavenly Prison holds important prisoners, and His Majesty the Emperor has ordered that no one is allowed to enter.”

Luo Xiuran scoffed coldly upon hearing this.

Liu Xiaolan and Gao Shixuan were both related to Nanyue and Feng Yili. The

Emperor definitely would not let them off easily. It was not surprising that the Emperor sent a lot of guards to guard the prison, worried that someone would break in and take the duo away.

“I’ll explain this matter to my brother. Now, step aside,” Feng Yili said stonily as he swept his icy gaze across the prison guards.

“Prince Regent, this is the Emperor’s decree. We…” the prison guard said, looking very troubled. None of them wanted to offend the Emperor and the Prince Regent.

Luo Xiuran coughed lightly. He patted the prison guard’s shoulder and said with a smile, “Don’t worry. We’re just going in to have a look. Nothing will happen. Even if something happens, the Prince Regent and I will shoulder the responsibility.”

Luo Xiuran’s attitude made the prison guards feel more at ease. With this, they quickly made way for them.

Feng Yili carried the little bun and quickly walked in, and Luo Xiuran hurried after them.

“Yili, it’s enough for both of us to come and advise Liu Xiaolan. Why did you bring Junjin to such a place?” Luo Xiuran asked. He highly suspected that Feng Yili had brought the little bun here without Yu Yunxi’s knowledge.

“We won’t be advising Xiaolan. Junjin will be the one to do so,” Feng Yili said expressionlessly after he stopped in his tracks.

‘What? Yili wants Junjin to advise Liu Xiaolan? Liu Xiaolan’s feelings for Gao

Shixuan have already reached an extreme level. I’m not even sure we can make him see reason, let alone Junjin…’

Luo Xiuran was stunned.

At this moment, a prison guard walked out from the corner and accidentally bumped into Feng Yili and the others. He lowered his head and apologized profusely.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

After saying that, he wanted to leave. However, after taking only a few steps,

Feng Yili called out from behind, “Stop.”

Feng Yili walked over and said, “Raise your head.”

The other party said submissively, “Prince Regent, I’m ugly. I’m afraid that I’ll taint your eyes if I let you see my face.”

“Oh, you didn’t even look at me so how did you know I’m the Prince Regent? I said, raise your head,” Feng Yili said sternly. His aura was oppressive and commanding, making it difficult for the other party to breathe.

They had matters to attend to so Luo Xiuran did not understand why Feng Yili was wasting time with the prison guard.

Seeing that the person in front of him was still refusing to raise his head, Feng

Yili said coldly, “Crown Prince Nan. What a coincidence to meet you here.”

Luo Xiuran and the little bun looked up in shock and disbelief.

‘This person is actually… Nan Xun?’

Nan Xun raised his head and sighed. “Nothing can escape your eyes. This isn’t a coincidence; it’s bad luck.”

Nan Xun wore a human skin mask at this moment. His face was riddled with pockmarks. As he spoke, he removed the human skin mask.

‘He’s really Nan Nun! Yili is really amazing. He could even recognize the other party,’ Luo Xiuran thought to himself, amazed.

“Crown Prince Nan, it’s so late now. Why aren’t you resting? Instead, you actually disguised yourself and came to the Heavenly Prison. What are you trying to do?” Feng Yili asked coldly.

Nan Xun leaned over and asked with a half-smile, “Is the Prince Regent curious? I’m also curious about the purpose of the Prince Regent’s visit. Didn’t your brother forbid people from coming here? Are you disregarding his order?”

“Our goal is the same. You don’t have to cause trouble for me,” Feng Yili said before he continued walking.

Nan Xun raised an eyebrow. After a beat, he followed Feng Yili. After a while, his eyes landed on the little bun. He said, “This must be that little fellow from the King of Xinan’s Residence. He resembles you greatly. Feng Yili, you’re really lucky; you have everything. You have a wife and a son. You hold so much power that even the Emperor has to be wary of you. Most importantly, you have a longer life than me. Why? Why do you have everything I don’t have? I have a short life…”

Nan Xun’s tone turned gloomy nearing the end of his words. He felt extremely indignant…