Moreover, they weren’t planning any treacherous sches this ti; they simply intended to brutally kill her!
Fengjue saw Si Mingjing’s face turn a bit pale and thought she was scared. He sat beside her and assured her, "Crown Princess Consort, don’t be nervous. Even if we weren’t aware of their malicious plan, I would have protected you flawlessly. Besides, you always carry the replacent phone His Excellency gave you. In any dangerous situation, the protective shield will activate imdiately. No one will be able to hurt you."
Si Mingjing composed herself and shook her head. "I’m not afraid. I just didn’t expect it. I thought a woman as forbearing and calculating as Bai Chuanfeng would use sches against . I didn’t expect her thod to be so simple and brutal."
Fengjue comforted her, "Perhaps Madam Bai knows you’re also skilled in strategizing, so she decided to do the exact opposite. Sotis, the simpler and more brutal the approach, the more unexpected it is. It can catch those adept at strategy off guard."
Si Mingjing felt relieved. "You’re right; I was too fixated on the thods. Fengjue, how many years have you been with your master?"
Fengjue hadn’t expected Si Mingjing to suddenly ask this question, but he answered without hesitation, "Eleven years and three months."
Si Mingjing was surprised. "You rember it so clearly? You must only be in your twenties, right?"
How could he not rember clearly? That was Fengjue’s most difficult ti. He would never forget the Crown Prince’s life-saving grace and the kindness of recognizing his abilities.
"Reporting to the Crown Princess Consort, I t the Crown Prince when I was fifteen and have been working by his side ever since. He gave much room to learn and advance. You, Crown Princess Consort, also gave many opportunities, but you’ve already forgotten those things," Fengjue said, his voice tinged with emotion.
Hearing his tone, Si Mingjing knew he was a man who valued loyalty and friendship deeply.
That was always the case. Otherwise, Fengjue couldn’t have beco Mo Yinhe’s confidant, nor the person Mo Yinhe trusted most.
The day she left Yecheng, Mo Yinhe had told her, "Fengjue is the person I trust most. With him following you, I can rest assured, and you’ll find him easy to work with."
Mo Yinhe had arranged for the best people he knew to be by her side. A warmth spread through her heart. Even though she had sent him a scolding ssage that very morning, she found herself missing him now.
"Don’t tell your master about this, lest he worry."
Fengjue thought, If I don’t report this, His Excellency will surely have my head later.
Si Mingjing said, "Let’s think of a counterasure. Since Bai Chuanfeng wants to deal with in such a simple and brutal manner, then I’ll be simple and brutal with her this ti!"
It took only a mont for Si Mingjing to co up with an idea.
"Let’s go. We’re heading to the Crown Prince Residence."
Fengjue frowned slightly. "Crown Princess Consort, are you going to ask Crown Prince Lisao for help?"
"No, I’m going to ask him for a person."
If Bai Chuanfeng wanted to kill her, then she would accommodate this ruthless mother. She just wondered, when the ti ca, how deeply Bai Chuanfeng would regret it.
This was Si Mingjing’s first visit to the Crown Prince Residence.
This was her first overt and legitimate visit. The gatekeepers at the Crown Prince Residence didn’t recognize her, and after her arrival was reported up the chain, she had already been waiting at the residence’s entrance for twenty minutes.
Si Lisao’s chief of staff, Xiao Changsheng, ca out to greet her. He was respectfully apologetic, "Miss Si, the Crown Prince is catching up on sleep and hasn’t woken yet. I apologize for making you wait."
"It’s fine. I ca uninvited and without an appointnt. I didn’t expect the Crown Prince to be such a heavy sleeper."
Xiao Changsheng said, "The Crown Prince has been traveling continuously these past few days, sleeping no more than four hours a night. He didn’t rest when he returned yesterday either, busying himself with official duties until half past three in the morning. He woke up with a fever this morning and is now catching up on sleep after taking fever-reducing dicine."
"Is the Crown Prince alright?"
Xiao Changsheng led the way, passing through heavily guarded corridors and courtyards. As he walked, he said, "It’s likely because his injuries from so ti ago hadn’t fully healed, and coupled with the recent continuous exertion, his immunity has declined. Miss Si, you’ve arrived at just the right ti. Since you are knowledgeable in dicine, why don’t you examine the Crown Prince?"
"Alright."
Xiao Changsheng led Si Mingjing directly to Crown Prince Lisao’s bedroom.
Si Lisao’s bedroom exuded masculine strength. All the fixtures and furnishings were stark and somber, lacking any hint of cozy dosticity. It was clearly a bachelor’s bedroom, devoid of any feminine softness. It was as pristine as a five-star hotel suite; everything was impeccable, yet it lacked the warmth of a ho.
Si Mingjing frowned slightly. This room is missing a woman’s touch, she thought.
On the three-ter-wide bed lay a man under the covers. Crown Prince Lisao was indeed still asleep; no one had woken him.
Si Mingjing tiptoed to the side of the bed, sat on the edge, and carefully took Crown Prince Lisao’s pulse.
Though her movents were very slight, they still woke Si Lisao. Lying on the bed, his usually benign-looking eyes flashed with a murderous glint the mont they opened. He disliked being disturbed while sleeping. The dangerous, fla-like intensity in his golden eyes fixed on the intruder, devoid of any warmth. A chill shot up from the soles of her feet to the crown of her head.
"Crown Prince, it’s ," Si Mingjing said, her eyes flashing as she feigned composure. "I heard you were ill, so I ca to take your pulse."
When Si Lisao first awoke, his vision was sowhat blurry. But once he clearly saw it was Si Mingjing, the coldness in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by tender affection.
Si Lisao sat up, his smile perfectly warm and suave. "Just a minor illness. Did soone specifically send for you?"
"No, I ca to see you about sothing. Your subordinate ntioned you were ill, so I decided to check on you as well."
After taking his pulse, Si Mingjing said, "Crown Prince, after recovering from your serious injuries last ti, you should have rested properly for two months. Otherwise, you risk developing chronic health problems."
"No worries," Crown Prince Lisao dismissed nonchalantly. Leaning against the pillow, he exuded a natural composure—a mature and handso man. He asked her, "What did you want to see about?"
But Si Mingjing worried that he, like Mo Yinhe, wouldn’t take his recuperation seriously after recovering from a grave injury and would end up with chronic health problems as a result.
She deliberately put on a stern face. "If you don’t take this seriously and keep overexerting yourself like this, I’ll tell Si Yuan that your stamina is poor and you’re not a man she can depend on."
Si Lisao narrowed his dark eyes, looking at her gravely.
Si Mingjing pretended not to notice, adding, "Won don’t like n who lack stamina."
Crown Prince Lisao glared sharply, almost boring a hole through her with his gaze. Even though Si Mingjing was his younger sister, he was unwilling to discuss such topics with her.
However, Si Mingjing was undaunted. "I’ll call Si Yuan right now."
With a cold tone, Crown Prince Lisao uttered three words, "Have it your way."
Si Mingjing smiled.
In that mont, she was like a true younger sister genuinely concerned for her older brother, a sentint Crown Prince Lisao deeply cherished.
Si Mingjing then said to Xiao Changsheng, who was standing by the bed struggling to suppress his laughter, "Your Crown Prince is fine. However, for the next two months, don’t let him work more than eight hours a day. If he exceeds that, you are to call Si Yuan."
"Yes, Miss Si," Xiao Changsheng replied, eagerly taking her words as if they were an imperial edict.
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