ASTRP -Chapter 147 Feng Jingge Finally Shows Signs of Waking Up

…Was this still the decisive, iron-willed regent he had seen before?

Xiao Jinghan’s grip on the lotus lamp tightened slightly.

Suddenly, he thought of that strange dream again.

Could it be…

Jingge would never come back?

Snap.

A crisp breaking sound rang out.

The lotus lamp shattered in his hand. The sharp fragments cut into his palm, and blood immediately flowed out, dripping to the ground.

Seeing him injured, the Grand Tutor’s brow furrowed with concern.

He let out a soft sigh. “You…”

Xiao Jinghan cut him off. “Grand Tutor, you’ve seen it. I have no time to accompany you. Please leave.”

“Leave?” The Grand Tutor let out a cold snort, his expression full of disappointment. “With you in this state, how can I leave in peace?”

“You are the regent. You are supposed to shoulder the affairs of the court. Look at yourself—what have you become?”

“For the sake of a woman, you’ve stopped attending court entirely, and you still look like this…”

“Regent?”

Xiao Jinghan softly repeated the words, then gave a low, cold laugh. His eyes narrowed, a chilling aura spilling from them.

He tried to stand, but having knelt for too long, his legs were numb and weak. His body had no strength—he couldn’t get up at all.

The Grand Tutor casually closed the study door and gave a few mocking chuckles.

“I should really bring a bronze mirror so you can see what you look like right now.”

Since he couldn’t get up, Xiao Jinghan simply stopped trying.

He sank back down into a kneeling position and once again looked toward the unconscious Feng Jingge.

“My condition is my own concern. I do not need the Grand Tutor to lecture me.”

“How coincidental. You know my temper.”

The Grand Tutor was not afraid of him at all. He walked over to a chair.

“You don’t want me to lecture you? I insist on doing it anyway.”

Xiao Jinghan: “…”

He shot him a cold look.

If he could stand right now, the first thing he would do would be to throw this old man out.

The Grand Tutor sat down, his tone softening slightly.

“Jinghan, in your current state—if that girl wakes up and sees you like this, what do you think she’ll feel?”

“What will she think?”

“And tell me—if you keep refusing food and water, how long can you last?”

“Can you really survive until she wakes up?”

“Don’t end up with her finally waking up, and you’re already gone.”

“If you’re gone, at most she’ll grieve for two or three years… then she’ll marry someone else. And by then, you’ll be the one suffering.”

Xiao Jinghan: “…”

The Grand Tutor continued as if he didn’t notice the murderous look in his eyes.

“And if she marries a good man, that’s one thing. But if she runs into a hypocrite, a scoundrel…”

Xiao Jinghan ground out two words through his teeth: “Enough.”

“Enough?” The Grand Tutor looked slightly surprised, then continued anyway. “Not nearly enough.”

“Besides losing the woman you love, the Great Jin Empire your ancestors built for over a hundred years will be handed over to someone else right under your watch!”

“I’d like to see how you face your ancestors when you die.”

“Your father would probably skin you alive…”

Halfway through, he paused, as if remembering something.

“…Ah, your father won’t do. Your imperial grandfather would be the one.”

Xiao Jinghan stared at him, his lips pressed into a thin line.

“You think I want to say this to you? If not for—”

Ignoring his murderous gaze, the Grand Tutor stood up.

“Forget it. I’m done talking. Everything that needed to be said has been said. The rest is up to you.”

With that, he turned and walked out.

At the door, he paused, as if remembering something again.

He turned back and looked at Feng Jingge lying on the ground, then fixed his gaze on Xiao Jinghan.

“In my opinion, if she could feel anything, she would never want to see you like this.”

With that, he opened the door and left without waiting for Xiao Jinghan’s reaction.

The door shut heavily, cutting off his sight.

The Grand Tutor’s final words echoed in his ears, refusing to fade.

Outside the study.

Zhi Liu saw the Grand Tutor come out unharmed and froze slightly.

Qing Shan hurried after him.

“Grand Tutor, how is the Prince? Did he listen to you?”

The Grand Tutor’s voice was heavy. “I’ve said what needed to be said. Whether he listens or not—that’s up to him.”

Qing Shan asked again, “Then… what exactly did you say to the Prince?”

“Unrevealable.”

“…”

Inside the study.

Xiao Jinghan held Feng Jingge’s hands tightly, murmuring softly.

“Jingge, do you know I—”

Before he could finish, he suddenly felt movement in her palm.

He froze instantly.

Then came a surge of overwhelming joy, like a rising tide.

His hands trembled as he carefully opened his palm.

In his hand, Feng Jingge’s right little finger was gently moving.

An indescribable wave of happiness and excitement flooded Xiao Jinghan.

His body trembled. His eyes reddened. Tears welled up uncontrollably.

They swirled in his eyes but did not fall.

“Jing… Jing…”

He was so overwhelmed that his voice broke, making it hard to speak.

He tried several times but could only manage a single syllable.

The rest of the words seemed stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

He took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down slightly before speaking again.

This time, the words finally came out.

“Jingge… you can hear me, right?”

Inside her mind, Feng Jingge screamed:

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

I heard everything you’ve been doing these past few days—everything!

I just can’t open my eyes!

What’s going on?!

She felt like crying without tears, especially sensing that Xiao Jinghan hadn’t eaten or drunk anything for three days because of her.

Aside from being moved, she mostly felt heartache.

Eighty percent heartache.

This man was really stupid.

Starving himself like this?

Was he trying to die and take her with him?

“Jingge, if you can hear me, move your index finger.”

Xiao Jinghan’s voice came again, tense with anticipation.

Index finger?

At her current state, how was she supposed to know which finger was which?

She seriously suspected he was making things difficult on purpose.

Whatever—any finger moving should count.

So she randomly moved one.

Xiao Jinghan stared intently at her hand, but there was no movement.

A faint self-mocking smile appeared on his lips.

“Of course… Jingge isn’t awake. How could she possibly hear me?”

Just as he finished speaking—

Feng Jingge’s middle finger moved.

He froze.

As if realizing something, his voice instantly turned excited.

“Jingge, you can hear me! You can hear me, right?”

He stared at her right hand, waiting anxiously for a response.

And very quickly, Xiao Jinghan got his answer.