ASTRP -Chapter 150 Feng Jingge Is Carried by the Prince to His Residence

The moment the door was pushed open, a cold gust of wind rushed inside.

Feng Jingge, already chilled, couldn’t help but shiver violently from the sudden blast of cold.

That slight tremor was instantly caught by the sharp-eyed Xiao Jinghan.

Without thinking, he turned and shut the door behind him.

Su Xiu, who had been following closely behind Xiao Jinghan, reacted quickly and stepped back just in time—barely avoiding having the door slam into his face.

Annoyed, Su Xiu instinctively opened his mouth to curse. “Hey, you—”

But after only one word, he suddenly remembered: once Feng Jingge woke up, there would surely be all that lingering affection and closeness between her and Xiao Jinghan.

What was he even doing going in there alone?

Wasn’t that just asking for trouble?

At the thought, he swallowed the rest of his complaints back down and stepped aside obediently, waiting for the two of them to come out together.

Not far away, Zhi Liao found it strange that Su Xiu didn’t start yelling as usual.

Did the sun rise from the west today?

This guy actually didn’t scold anyone?

As expected—this “divine stick” was just not normal.

Inside the study.

Seeing Feng Jingge shiver, Xiao Jinghan quickly walked over and fetched a thick quilt.

He shook it open carefully and gently covered her with it.

Just as he was tucking her in, Feng Jingge suddenly raised her hand and grabbed his.

Xiao Jinghan froze.

Slowly lowering his gaze, he saw her holding his hand tightly.

In that instant—boom—

It felt as if something inside his mind had exploded.

Feng Jingge’s grip was trembling, her coldness still evident.

Her lips curved slightly.

So he was already this excited?

Well… she could make him even more excited later.

She slowly spoke, her voice hoarse and weak.

“Xiao—Jing—Han.”

That rasping voice landed directly in his ears.

His body trembled. He suddenly looked up at her.

Their eyes met.

Her clear, calm eyes blinked at him, carrying a faint smile.

Xiao Jinghan stared at her, eyes already turning red without control.

Tears shimmered in his gaze. His lips trembled slightly, his throat rolling as if trying to speak—but no words came out in the end.

He just kept staring at her.

Feng Jingge sat up and opened her arms toward him.

“Xiao Jinghan… I’m cold. Can you hold me?”

The answer, of course, was yes.

He pulled her into his arms instantly, holding her tightly—so tightly it was almost as if he feared she would disappear again.

She had awakened.

And she was safe.

Not foolish.

Not forgotten.

The feeling of loss and recovery made Xiao Jinghan’s emotions surge uncontrollably, and his arms tightened further.

Feng Jingge quickly felt she couldn’t breathe.

“Xiao Jinghan… you’re going to squeeze me to death!”

He snapped back to reality and loosened his grip in panic.

“I… I was just too excited…”

Feng Jingge looked at the stubble on his chin and thought about all the foolish things he had done for her. Her anger flared instantly.

She reached up, grabbed a strand of his beard, and yanked hard.

Xiao Jinghan sucked in a sharp breath in pain.

Feng Jingge huffed. “Now you know it hurts?”

“When you were ruining your own body, didn’t you feel pain then?”

“Not eating for three days—you were trying to starve yourself to death?”

He smiled helplessly. “This prince was just worried about you, my lady.”

“Oh?” she drawled. “So worrying means destroying your own body?”

“Did you forget your identity?”

“You once told me you are the regent prince, responsible for governing the nation. And now you’ve abandoned everything!”

Xiao Jinghan replied softly, “If something happened to you… I wouldn’t care about anything else.”

Feng Jingge rolled her eyes. “So you want people in the future to call me a nation-toppling demon consort?”

He asked, “Do you think you are that beautiful?”

She snorted. “If I wasn’t, how could I have captured the heart of a regent prince like you?”

“…”

She sighed. “Alright, carry me back to my courtyard. I want to eat, and then sleep well.”

Xiao Jinghan began to speak, likely about returning to his duties—

But seeing his exhausted face, she changed her words.

“…You stay with me.”

“Alright.”

He agreed immediately.

Then he carried her out.

At the doorway, Zhi Liao froze completely upon seeing Feng Jingge awake.

W-What… the princess consort is awake?!

Feng Jingge greeted him first.

“Hi, long time no see, Zhi Liao.”

Zhi Liao: “……”

At that moment, Su Xiu, who had been wandering in the courtyard, rushed over.

“Your Highness! How accurate was my divination? Was it right or not?”

Before Xiao Jinghan could answer, Feng Jingge said lightly, “Correct.”

Then she changed the topic.

“By the way… when are you paying me that six hundred taels of silver?”

“…”

Six hundred taels again!

Su Xiu snapped his folding fan shut in frustration.

“Hey! You’re already the prince’s consort now—why are you still so stingy? Still thinking about that money?”

He paused, then added, “If I remember correctly, you said if I helped you, the six hundred taels would be settled.”

“That was then. Now I’m officially announcing I regret it. That agreement doesn’t count.”

Su Xiu: “???”

“Doesn’t count? How can you go back on your word? That’s not a gentleman’s behavior!”

Feng Jingge replied calmly, “I’m a woman. Why would I need to be a gentleman?”

“……”

Su Xiu was nearly coughing blood in anger.

Finally, he looked at both Feng Jingge and Xiao Jinghan and huffed.

“As expected—women are the hardest to deal with in this world! The ancients were not wrong!”

Feng Jingge raised an eyebrow. “Are you angry?”

Su Xiu quickly denied, “No!”

She smiled. “Good. I was just teasing you. I, Feng Jingge, always keep my word.”

Su Xiu: “???”

What does that even mean?!

Without further explanation, Feng Jingge patted Xiao Jinghan’s shoulder.

“Your Highness, let’s go.”

“Mm.”

He carried her back to his residence.

Feng Jingge frowned slightly. “Isn’t this your place? Shouldn’t I be staying in Qinxin Residence?”

Xiao Jinghan set her down and explained, “Qinxin Residence is under repair, and it’s noisy with too many people.”

“You’ll stay here temporarily until it’s fixed.”

“Or… I can move there instead.”

Feng Jingge immediately shook her head. “No. I’ll move back later. I don’t want to be gossiped about.”

She wasn’t yet the official princess consort.

If word got out that she was staying here, she would be drowned in public criticism.