ASTRP -Chapter 133 Setting a Trap for the Prince and Jingge

Xiao Jinghan remembered what Su Xiu had once said—his soul swap with Feng Jingge had not been an accident, but something deliberately orchestrated by someone.

And today’s strange exchange made him unable to stop suspecting the person before him.

“Yes.”

Shen Fufeng admitted it without hesitation.

Inside his sleeves, Xiao Jinghan’s hands clenched tightly into fists.

So it really was this man!

Shen Fufeng smiled faintly. “You fulfilled your side of the agreement. Haven’t I fulfilled mine as well?”

Xiao Jinghan sneered. “Marrying me counts as fulfilling your promise?”

“What?” Shen Fufeng narrowed his eyes and slowly stood up. “You don’t remember the promise between us?”

Xiao Jinghan had just opened his mouth to speak when, in the next instant, Shen Fufeng suddenly darted in front of him.

The distance between them vanished instantly.

Xiao Jinghan’s expression changed slightly as he stepped backward.

Shen Fufeng struck out, trying to restrain him, and Xiao Jinghan immediately counterattacked.

But because this body was not his own, he could not display his true strength.

Very quickly, he fell into a disadvantage, and Shen Fufeng seized him by the throat.

“Jingge, a person’s patience has limits.”

“You said you like Xiao Jinghan, didn’t you?”

“Then let’s play a game and see just how important you are in Xiao Jinghan’s heart.”

Xiao Jinghan raised a brow. “Doesn’t sound interesting at all.”

“…”

“There’s a childhood sweetheart in Xiao Jinghan’s residence.”

“Her name is Liu Qingqing.”

Ignoring whether the other party wanted to hear it or not, Shen Fufeng continued speaking on his own.

“Jingge, you served in the Regent Prince’s Manor for so long. You should know her, right?”

A bad feeling rose in Xiao Jinghan’s chest. Worried about Feng Jingge, he forced himself to squeeze words out through the suffocating pressure.

“What are you trying to do?”

Shen Fufeng’s voice turned eerie.

“Jingge, didn’t I already tell you? It’s just a game.”

“I simply want to see whether you or Liu Qingqing is more important in Xiao Jinghan’s heart.”

“To test that, I kidnapped Liu Qingqing too.”

“Then I sent both of your locations to the Regent Prince’s Manor.”

“Jingge, who do you think Xiao Jinghan will choose?”

Shen Fufeng smiled as he looked at the “Feng Jingge” before him, tightening his grip around the neck little by little.

Xiao Jinghan could no longer move.

The sensation of suffocation surged over him like a tidal wave, and his vision blurred into overlapping shadows…

Just as he was about to lose consciousness, Shen Fufeng suddenly said: “Jingge, I’m taking you somewhere.”

In the next instant, Xiao Jinghan felt the hand around his neck abruptly release.

Fresh air rushed into his lungs.

Before he could recover his senses, someone violently yanked him forward, and the scenery before his eyes shifted rapidly once more.

Meanwhile, Feng Jingge followed the address Feng Qianshan had given her and arrived at a residence.

She first knocked on the door.

No response.

Suspecting she might have come to the wrong place, Feng Jingge turned to glance at Qing Shan.

Before she could even ask anything, Qing Shan stepped forward and kicked the door.

Bang!

With a thunderous crash, the door collapsed to the ground.

Qing Shan turned back proudly and said to Feng Jingge, “Your Highness, please.”

Feng Jingge: “…”

“If the owner demands compensation later, it’ll be deducted from your monthly pay.”

Qing Shan froze instantly.

After recovering, he hurriedly protested, “Your Highness, weren’t you the one who told me to kick the door open?”

“Then why are you docking my pay?!”

Feng Jingge: ???

“When did this prince tell you to kick the door?”

“When Your Highness looked back at me just now, wasn’t that your signal for me to kick it open? That’s what happened at the rouge shop last time too!”

“…”

Speechless, Feng Jingge was just about to retort when Ning An suddenly spoke.

“Your Highness, something feels off. It’s far too quiet.”

Feng Jingge snapped back to attention and listened carefully.

There wasn’t the slightest movement or sound.

“It really is too quiet. Could we have the wrong place?”

“No.”

Ning An coldly uttered those two words. After a pause, he added, “This subordinate will check first.”

The moment he finished speaking, his figure flashed into the residence.

As his feet landed in the courtyard, he saw rooms on all four sides.

The main hall stood wide open, while the doors and windows of the other three rooms remained tightly shut…

He carefully moved forward.

Inside the main hall, Liu Qingqing was tied to a chair with a rag stuffed into her mouth.

Through the gap in the doorway, she spotted Ning An entering the courtyard and was instantly overjoyed.

The prince really came!

Twisting her body excitedly, she made muffled sounds.

“Mmm! Mmm!”

Martial artists naturally possessed extraordinary hearing, and Liu Qingqing’s muffled cries immediately reached Ning An’s ears.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze settling on the open main hall.

Just as he moved toward it, Feng Jingge and Qing Shan also flashed into the courtyard.

Seeing Ning An heading toward the front, the two exchanged a glance.

Feng Jingge raised a hand and pointed toward the side walls before making a crawling motion with her fingers.

The meaning was clear—Ning An would enter from the front, while the two of them would climb onto the roof and attack from above.

Qing Shan, preparing for a rooftop ambush, nodded in agreement.

The two figures then separated instantly.

Ning An stepped through the front entrance.

But the moment his foot crossed the threshold, a rope suddenly tightened around his leg.

In the next second, his body was yanked violently upward into the air.

Jingle jingle—

The sound of bells rang out.

In the blink of an eye, Ning An had been hoisted into midair.

At the same time, several black-clothed figures smashed through the windows, charging at him with swords in hand.

A cold glint flashed through Ning An’s eyes.

His hand moved to the sword at his waist, and with one slash, he severed the rope.

As his body dropped sharply downward, the sword in his hand swept through the air.

Sword energy exploded outward, instantly blasting all the black-clothed assassins away.

The moment Ning An landed, Feng Jingge and Qing Shan descended from above as well.

The ambush caught the assassins completely off guard.

Within only a few breaths, every black-clothed man inside the room had been sent off to meet Buddha in the Western Heaven.

Holding her sword, Feng Jingge glanced over the corpses lying on the floor before slowly turning around.

Liu Qingqing sat tied to the chair, her eyes reddened as she looked at her…

Feng Jingge swept her gaze across the room.

But Xiao Jinghan was nowhere to be seen!

She immediately flashed over and yanked the rag from Liu Qingqing’s mouth.

“Your Highness! Your Highness! This concubine was so scared!”

Liu Qingqing’s voice choked with sobs, her body trembling like a leaf.

Feng Jingge said nothing.

She lifted her sword and cut through the ropes.

Freed from her restraints, Liu Qingqing instantly stood up and threw herself toward Feng Jingge.

But Feng Jingge shifted slightly and avoided her.

She then turned to Ning An and Qing Shan.

“You two take her back to the manor. This prince will make another trip to the Minister’s residence.”

Ning An stepped forward immediately.

“Your Highness, this subordinate will accompany you.”

Qing Shan quickly chimed in.

“Your Highness, this subordinate also wants—”

The excitement on Liu Qingqing’s face from being rescued instantly darkened after hearing their conversation.

Feng Jingge glanced at Ning An and the others.

“Ning An will come with this prince. Qing Shan will escort Miss Liu back to the manor.”

With that, Feng Jingge turned to leave.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow suddenly shot straight toward Feng Jingge.

Qing Shan’s expression changed drastically.

“Your Highness! Be careful!”

Ning An’s expression also shifted.

And when Liu Qingqing saw the scene unfold, a vicious glint flashed through her eyes.