Song Yiqin

The regent of the Tianxia Kingdom, who had control over a huge army and ruled over a powerful kingdom, was never close to women. One day, he was poisoned again and nearly died.

While everyone worried that he had no successors, a kid who looked exactly like he was brought to the palace gate.

Only then did they recall that, five years ago, when the regent was poisoned for the first time, the Yu family's eldest daughter was kidnapped and brought to him for auspicious reasons.

Since they shared similar fates, she did everything she could to help rid him of the poison. However, on the day he awakened, the royal family plotted against her, and she disappeared mysteriously.

The regent's eyes became dim when he saw the kid. "Did your mother finally decide she couldn't forget about me and ask you to return in her stead?"

The kid clenched his jaws. "No! The young prince of Xichu will marry the eldest princess, who is my mother, in a few days. My mother asked me to come and check if you're still alive. She doesn't want you to die on the day she gets married. It's bad luck."

After he finished his sentence, the regent picked him up and walked out with big strides.

"Don't worry. I won't die on your mother's wedding day. After all... I've got a wedding to crash."

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

Shen Hezhi hugged the little bun and said in a slightly shaky voice, "Junjin, don't be afraid."

The little bun had once been kidnapped and was traumatized as a result. At this moment, his little body was drenched, and his small hands nervously clutched at Shen Hezhi's sleeves. His large and dark eyes were filled with guilt and helplessness as he said through tears, "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault," Shen Hezhi said, gently comforting the little bun as he carried the latter up. Although his clothes were wet, he did not look disheveled at all. His warm gaze was now cold and piercing as he looked at Feng Zixiu who was standing nearby.

Yu Yunxi rushed over at this time. Her heart ached as she asked worriedly, "Junjin, are you alright?"

The little bun was clearly shivering from the cold, but he still tried to put on a brave front. He shook his head and replied, "Aunt, I'm fine."

Confrontation With Consort Dowager Ning