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Wenxin felt a sense of reassurance wash over him, and the smile on his face grew even warmer.
Jiang Xi found the situation increasingly strange and asked, "Young Master, what does this mean? Do you know me?"
Wenxin looked at Jiang Xi with increasingly gentle eyes. After a moment of silence, he said, "Why don't you take a guess?"
Jiang Xi raised her gaze to Wenxin's exquisite and handsome features, feeling speechless inside. She thought to herself, why is he so mysterious?
Wenxin chuckled softly and said, "Lady Jiang seems quite interested in my affairs."
Jiang Xi nodded honestly and replied, "I am indeed a bit curious. Is Wenxin your real name?"
Jiang Xi felt a puzzling sense of familiarity towards Wenxin that kept her from feeling awkward.
Wenxin's lips curled slightly as he said, "My original name is not Wenxin, Lady Jiang. But don’t tell anyone; actually, I am called..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a spiritual energy dart shot through the window with great speed.
Han Yue, positioned in front of the screen, reacted swiftly, catching the dart mid-air before leaping out through the broken window.
Wenxin furrowed his brow slightly and instinctively scanned the surroundings. Upon seeing the shattered window and a familiar figure outside, he immediately understood what was happening.
However, Jiang Xi did not possess such keen perception. Seeing the commotion, she quickly reassured him, "Young Master, don't worry. With Han Yue around, that thief won't succeed."
But Wenxin walked to the window and turned back with a smile. "Lady Jiang, please rest here for a moment. We will meet again later."
Before Jiang Xi could fully process his words, she watched as Wenxin leaped directly out of the window.
She approached the window to look outside; the place where Wenxin had jumped was a blind spot where no one else could see him.
In the next moment, a familiar figure appeared at the window. Fong Yang nimbly jumped through the opening and gazed gently at Jiang Xi. Surprised to see Fong Yang again, Jiang Xi couldn't help but smile brightly.
Fong Yang, who should have been at the training grounds, suddenly sneaked into the theater and appeared before Jiang Xi. Jiang Xi was taken aback for a moment, then her surprise was evident as she teased Fong Yang, saying, "Did the prince fail to be a flower thief at the Prime Minister's Residence, so he came to the theater to pick flowers instead?"
Fong Yang looked at Jiang Xi in his arms, a slight smile curling at the corners of his mouth as he playfully asked, "If I were really here to pick flowers, would you scream for help?"
Jiang Xi burst into laughter, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she replied, "No, I would lie still and let the prince do as he pleased."
At her words, warmth filled Fong Yang's gaze. He softly said, "There's no need to do as I please." Leaning gently closer to Jiang Xi's ear, he spoke in a deep and pleasant voice, "Kiss me."
Jiang Xi raised her eyes slightly to meet Fong Yang's gaze. Her beautifully curved lips lifted into a faint smile, and then she leaned in to give him a light kiss, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
The previous kisses had been brief and teasing, but this one carried a hint of intimacy and deep affection that made Fong Yang's heart race.
After a moment apart, Jiang Xi asked, "Did Master Wenxin leave just now because he saw the prince?"
Fong Yang replied with a soft "Mm," then with a firm grip, he lifted Jiang Xi into his arms and walked steadily toward the soft couch behind the screen.
Jiang Xi smiled and asked, "Fong Yang, why did you suddenly come here?"
Fong Yang spoke softly, "Someone went to Regent's Palace to report that you were alone with Master Wenxin."
Jiang Xi paused slightly, pondering. She thought that since Jiang Yue wanted to frame her, he should at least come up with an infallible plan.
But just reporting to Regent's Palace? With such a mind, he still wanted to act innocent?
After thinking it over, Jiang Xi shook her head and said, "Jiang Yue can't even enter the royal residence now. The informant wouldn't be King Qin, would it?"
Fong Yang remained silent but praised her when he saw she had guessed the truth: "Clever."
Jiang Xi frowned slightly and disdainfully remarked, "It really is him. He's a prince after all; how could he stoop so low to engage in such petty behavior?"
Jiang Xi couldn't help but sigh inwardly, finally understanding how King Qin had met his demise in his previous life.
People are foolish and have dirty thoughts; Master Wenxin only needed to think a little to easily eliminate him.
Fong Yang was saying that Jiang Xi shouldn't pay him any mind when, suddenly, a faint fragrance filled the air.
Fong Yang's expression changed drastically, turning cold in an instant. He quickly raised his hand to cover Jiang Xi's mouth and nose, urgently saying, "Don't breathe!"
Jiang Xi immediately understood his meaning and hurriedly held her breath. Fong Yang moved swiftly, stepping a few paces outside the screen, picking up a tea cup from the table, soaking a cloth in it, and then quickly returning to cover Jiang Xi's mouth and nose with the damp cloth.
Neither of them spoke; they simply stared at each other in silence as the strange air continued to swirl around them.
Meanwhile, Huai'an Princess followed the maid to a private room on the third floor.
She was filled with displeasure. Upon entering and finding it empty, she questioned the maid, "Who exactly is your young lady? Why all this mystery?" Before she could finish her sentence, the door was shut right in front of her.
The distinct sound of the lock clicking made Huai'an Princess's expression change. Shocked and angry, she shouted, "What are you doing?"
She stepped forward and banged on the door forcefully. "Open the door for this Princess! How dare you scheme against me? Do you want to die? Open up!"
Suddenly, a cold voice reached her ears, instantly silencing Huai'an Princess.
Han Shuang concealed himself in a tree and used his internal energy to transmit his voice. "Princess, there's no need to panic. With me here, you will be safe."
Huai'an Princess frowned and asked, "Han Shuang, what is going on?"
Han Shuang replied, "It's a diversion; someone has deliberately set up a scheme to lure you away in order to trap Lady Jiang."
Huai'an Princess was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Then you should hurry and save your young lady! What if she encounters danger?"
Han Shuang calmly said, "Princess, there's no need to worry. My lord has his own ways to handle this."
Upon hearing this, the Huai'an Princess felt somewhat reassured. She carefully sorted through the events and asked, "Was it Jiang Yue and her mother who framed Lady Jiang? Was that maid who deceived me also one of Jiang Yue's people?"
Han Shuang had not yet investigated; he was merely responding based on his judgment, so his tone lacked certainty. "It should be."
At that moment, outside the elegant room on the second floor, Jiang Yue anxiously addressed several men in brocade robes. "Just now, I saw my sister enter this room with Master Wenxin. I'm worried about her, so I sent someone to check, but no one responded no matter how much I called. What if something happens to my sister?"
The men summoned to help exchanged glances. One of them said, "Lady Jiang is alone in this room with Master Wenxin. That's quite interesting. Lady Jiang is under the Regent's protection; if the Regent finds out she's alone with an actor..."
Another man, more rational, looked at Jiang Yue with suspicion and asked, "Wasn't Master Wenxin called away by King Qin? How did you see them enter this room together?"
Jiang Yue cried earnestly, saying between sobs, "You can say whatever you want, but can you please let my sister out first? Right now, it's just her and Master Wenxin in there. What if he has some ill intentions..."
She was genuinely anxious; the effects of the drug should have already taken hold. If these men went in together, they would witness the compromising situation of Master Wenxin and Jiang Xi in disarray.
She thought that it wouldn't be long before this matter spread throughout the capital, and by then, she doubted the Regent would still have feelings for her.
Just then, Wenxin walked over from outside and scoffed, saying, "Miss Jiang Yue, your words are truly unjust to me. You claim to be worried about your sister while gathering so many people for a spectacle. Are you really concerned or trying to frame her?"
Jiang Yue stared in shock at the doorway, forgetting to pretend to cry as she incredulously exclaimed, "Impossible! How could you be here?"
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