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Jiang Xi was under the influence of a drug administered by Jiang Yue, and at that moment, she was sweetly embracing Fong Yang.
The girl he had been thinking about was in his arms, yet Fong Yang maintained his composure and called for a physician to detoxify her.
Physician Su Muchen was the dedicated doctor of the Regent's Palace and one of Fong Yang's trusted aides, well-versed in medicine and poisons.
As Su Muchen entered the Inner Chamber, he immediately noticed the flush on Jiang Xi's face and understood what had happened. He thought to himself how the prince could let such a good opportunity slip away without taking advantage of it; it was quite unromantic of him.
Though he had these thoughts, he showed no sign of it on his face. Instead, he smiled gently and politely asked, "Lady Jiang, where do you feel unwell?"
Jiang Xi slightly lifted her head and replied, "I just feel a bit warm; everything else is fine."
Su Muchen confirmed that Jiang Xi had not inhaled too much of the drug and was not in serious trouble.
His mind raced as he considered how to assist his prince. He sincerely offered a suggestion: "Actually, there isn't a particularly effective antidote for this kind of drug. The most effective method is something both you and Lady Jiang should understand. If you can endure it, the effects will eventually wear off on their own."
Fong Yang's expression turned cold as he said, "If there's no antidote, then leave. What are you still doing here?"
Su Muchen was taken aback; he knew the prince would never take advantage of someone in distress. He quickly smirked and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, please don't be angry."
He then quietly excused himself but paused to mention something crucial: "If Lady Jiang truly cannot endure it, Your Highness could channel some true energy to her; that might provide some relief." After saying this, he hurriedly left.
Fong Yang's face was as cold as ice, thinking that this fellow needed to be dealt with.
At that moment, Jiang Xi was struggling to endure the discomfort, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
Fong Yang looked at Jiang Xi, hesitated for a moment, then slowly reached out his hand to gently slide off her clothing, revealing her shoulder.
Jiang Xi gasped for breath as she looked at Fong Yang, thinking that even if he truly wanted to take things further, she wouldn't mind at all.
Fong Yang seemed to understand her thoughts without needing to explain. He placed his palm against Jiang Xi's neck, and a cool stream of energy flowed slowly into her body through his hand. The heat that had enveloped her began to dissipate, and for a moment, Jiang Xi felt so comfortable that she just wanted to sigh.
Fong Yang quietly observed Jiang Xi's expression. Seeing the flush on her face fade and the look of enjoyment in her eyes, he secretly let out a sigh of relief, a faint smile crossing his gaze.
He softly asked, "How are you feeling? Is it more comfortable now?"
Jiang Xi responded with a soft "Mm," raising her hand to touch Fong Yang's hand. "Much better. Your Highness's hand seems to have magical powers."
Fong Yang leaned down and kissed Jiang Xi's forehead. His right hand maintained a gentle flow of cool energy, stabilizing her body temperature.
Jiang Xi opened her eyes and looked at Fong Yang affectionately, teasingly saying, "Is Your Highness trying to be Liu Xiahui?"
Fong Yang chuckled, "Once we are married, you'll know whether I am Liu Xiahui or not."
Jiang Xi felt deeply moved; Fong Yang treated her exceptionally well. She wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her face against his abdomen with a playful smile. "It's rare for me to take the initiative like this. I can't believe Your Highness can still maintain such strong self-control. I'm starting to doubt my own charm."
Fong Yang smiled softly and replied, "There's no need to doubt. You're the only girl in this world I cannot resist."
Jiang Xi felt both touched and delighted. She said, "I used to think Your Highness was taciturn, but I didn't expect you to be so calm when speaking sweet words."
Fong Yang gazed seriously into Jiang Xi's eyes and said, "If you enjoy hearing it, I'll say it often from now on—just for you. Linglong Dice, the red bean of longing, do you know how deep my yearning is?"
With Fong Yang's continuous flow of energy, the effects of the medicine wore off, and Jiang Xi stayed in the Inner Chamber to rest.
When Han Yue returned, she shared news about Jiang Yue with her. "Don't worry, Miss. That old madam promised to take good care of Jiang Yue; she will never appear before you again."
Jiang Xi leaned against the couch and praised Han Yue, "Well done, Han Yue. What about the Liu? Did Your Highness leave that matter to Master Wenxin?"
Han Yue nodded and replied, "I've heard that Master Wenxin plans to send her to the military camp at the border as a military prostitute; they will depart tonight."
Jiang Xi's heart grew increasingly perplexed. How could an actor have the ability to send someone to the military camp?
She sat up and said to Han Yue, "Sending Liu to the border is too troublesome. Liu has lost all sense of boundaries and is capable of anything. It would be better to keep an eye on her, so let's put her in the military camp under the prince's command."
Han Yue was taken aback and replied, "But wouldn't that be trampling on the Chancellor's face? Master Wenxin is concerned about this; he fears it might cause trouble for you."
As for that worthless father, Jiang Xi smiled dismissively and said, "Let them trample. When they were plotting against me, they didn't consider my face."
Han Yue thought for a moment and realized that if it weren't for their wise prince, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"I understand now. I'll take care of this matter shortly," he said.
Thinking of the fate awaiting Liu and her daughter, Jiang Xi felt an immense sense of joy. Although she knew her father would never let it go easily, it didn't matter.
After stretching lazily, she asked Han Yue, "Where is your prince?"
Han Yue replied honestly, "The prince is in his study, discussing matters with Master Wenxin." Upon hearing that the enigmatic Master Wenxin was present, Jiang Xi called Han Yue to accompany her to the study.
As they approached the door of the study, Yin Ye, who was guarding outside, saw Jiang Xi and Han Yue coming and exclaimed in surprise, "Lady Jiang, what brings you to the study?"
Jiang Xi smiled and asked, "Why? Am I not allowed to come?"
Yin Ye quickly pledged his loyalty, saying, "Of course not! It's just that if Lady Jiang wishes to see the prince, you could simply send Han Yue to notify him. There's no need for you to come in person; walking here must be tiring, and the prince would surely be concerned."
Just as Jiang Xi was about to respond, the door of the study creaked open from within. A young man dressed in military attire looked expressionlessly at Jiang Xi standing outside and said loudly, "This is a place of importance; how can a woman enter uninvited? Lady Jiang takes advantage of the prince's favor and shows such disregard for propriety."
Yin Ye was taken aback and quickly turned to remind him, "General Lin has misunderstood."
Jiang Xi smiled lightly and addressed General Lin, "You are right, General Lin. I should return and wait for the prince instead! I apologize for my intrusion; I hope you can forgive me." With that, she turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, Fong Yang suddenly stepped forward.
Lin Fan barely had time to be surprised when Jiang Xi felt a shadow flash before her eyes. Before she could react, she found herself in Fong Yang's warm and strong embrace.
Fong Yang's heart was filled with joy; this was the first time Jiang Xi had actively come to find him.
Immediately, Fong Yang turned his head, his deep and stern voice resonating: "Lin Fan, go fetch thirty military rods."
This prince cherished his wife above all else. Whether it was the queen, the emperor, or the loyal subordinates around him, anyone who showed even the slightest disrespect towards Jiang Xi would face punishment.
It was the first time in over a month since Jiang Xi entered Regent's Palace that she had come to the study to find Fong Yang.
This progress made Fong Yang very happy, yet he felt displeased due to his subordinate's disrespect towards Jiang Xi.
Yin Ye looked at the straightforward Lin Fan with sympathy, secretly thinking that Lady Jiang was the treasure held dear by the prince. It took great courage for him to dare to reprimand Lady Jiang in front of the prince; he must have been emboldened by something. He deserved it.
Lin Fan was momentarily stunned. After all, he was one of the generals, but seeing how protective the prince was of his wife and how firm military orders were, he had no choice but to bow his head and accept the command, preparing to step out.
Jiang Xi timely called out to stop him. He turned to look at Fong Yang and said, "General Lin has not been disrespectful to me; I hope Your Highness will not be harsh on him. I just wanted to ask Master Wenxin a few questions. I didn't expect General Lin and the others to be here and interrupt your serious discussion."
Fong Yang softly replied, "You don't need to apologize. Master Wenxin is right here; I'll take you over." With that, he firmly wrapped his arm around Jiang Xi and stepped into the study.
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