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

At the Imperial Preceptor's Residence.

Qi Ye was brewing tea at this moment. When Feng Yili arrived, he did not look up at all as he said lightly, "You're here."

It was as though Qi Ye had already expected Feng Yili to come tonight.

Feng Yili walked over to Qi Ye and drew his sword. He said icily, "Do you know why she fainted?"

Qi Ye looked at the sword pressed against his neck and chuckled, clearly fearless. Then, he said, "Prince Regent, after so many years, this is the first time I've seen you lose your composure like this. Even when the Emperor and I plotted to kill you, you were still very calm. Why are you so impulsive now?"

"What do you want?" Feng Yili asked in a frigid tone.

Qi Ye raised an eyebrow as he pushed Feng Yili's sword away. Then, he asked nonchalantly, "What if I say that I want your life?"

The Backyard Is on Fire