ASTRP -Chapter 45 Is the Prince Angry or Jealous?

Feng Jingge held Xiao Jinghan and landed steadily on the ground.

She lowered her eyes and looked at him. “Are you alright?”

Xiao Jinghan raised his gaze and gave her a cold, piercing look. He said nothing, turned, and walked away.

Feng Jingge: “???”

She was about to go after him when Ning An suddenly reappeared.

Standing beside her, Ning An lowered his voice. “Miss Feng, the person ran away.”

After speaking, he looked around but didn’t see his master. “Miss Feng, where is the Prince?”

“Over there.”

Feng Jingge stared at Xiao Jinghan’s retreating figure, her brows tightly furrowed.

Did I offend him?

Most likely, it was the people who kidnapped him that angered him.

So why is he giving me attitude?

It wasn’t like I was the one who sent people to abduct him!

Ning An followed her gaze and spotted Xiao Jinghan leaving.

“I’ll go after him first.”

He hurried off in pursuit.

At the same time, Qing Shan and Prince Chen, who were searching nearby, heard the commotion and rushed over.

Seeing Feng Jingge standing alone by the shore—

“Your Highness…”

“Prince…”

Prince Chen and Qing Shan spoke at the same time.

Feng Jingge cut them off coldly. “We found her.”

They were stunned.

Found her?

Where?

They exchanged confused looks and scanned around but saw no one.

Feng Jingge said flatly, “She left. Over there.”

Only then did they notice Xiao Jinghan and Ning An’s figures in the distance.

Prince Chen spoke gently, “Good that she’s found.”

Feng Jingge nodded. “Yes, thank you.”

“You’re too polite, Your Highness.”

After parting with Prince Chen, Feng Jingge and Qing Shan quickly headed out.

After getting into the carriage, Xiao Jinghan closed his eyes to rest, his face cold, his entire body radiating an aura that kept people away.

On the way back, Feng Jingge tried several times to ask what was wrong.

But every time she looked at his icy expression, she gave up.

The carriage was silent. The atmosphere was so oppressive it felt suffocating.

Just when Feng Jingge felt she could barely breathe, they arrived at the Prince’s Manor.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Xiao Jinghan got out.

By the time Feng Jingge stepped down, he was already gone.

He rushed straight back to Qingxin Residence, shut the door, and bolted it from inside.

He slowly removed his outer robe, exposing his arm.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at his right arm.

A cinnabar “chastity mark” stood out vividly against his fair skin.

The coldness in Xiao Jinghan’s eyes gradually faded, returning to calm.

He exhaled slowly, walked to the bed, lay down, and closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, Ning An and Qing Shan followed Feng Jingge.

As soon as she entered her room, they immediately asked:

“Miss Feng, what happened to the Prince?”

“Miss Feng, how did you provoke the Prince?”

Qing Shan asked the first question, Ning An the second.

Feng Jingge was already irritated. Hearing Ning An’s words, she instantly exploded.

“Ning An, learn how to speak properly! What do you mean I provoked him? I saved him and only asked if he was alright!”

“Your Prince just—just looked at me like that and then left!”

She mimicked Xiao Jinghan’s cold glare.

“Then Ning An showed up…”

“And that’s it! I didn’t offend him at all!”

Qing Shan frowned. “Doesn’t sound like anything wrong happened. No reason to offend the Prince.”

Ning An looked at her and said calmly, “The Prince said it was you who provoked him.”

Feng Jingge froze.

“…Me?”

She widened her eyes in disbelief. “You’re saying I provoked him?”

Ning An nodded. “That’s what His Highness told me.”

Feng Jingge nearly exploded on the spot.

She paced back and forth in the room, muttering:

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

“Very good.”

“Really very good!”

She stopped and looked at them.

“I’m going to ask your Prince myself what exactly I did to offend him!”

She turned to leave.

But just as she lifted her foot, Su Xiu’s voice came from outside.

“Listen to this young master—rather than going to find him, you should go back and sleep.”

Su Xiu swaggered in, fan in hand.

His gaze swept across everyone in the room.

Feng Jingge was about to speak when Su Xiu looked back at her.

“Don’t ask why. Because…”

“Because…”

His expression suddenly turned sorrowful.

“I just came from the Prince’s place, and even I—his best brother—was not allowed in.”

“If even his best brother can’t enter, you stand no chance.”

Feng Jingge rolled her eyes.

She couldn’t be sure Xiao Jinghan would see her.

But she was certain—he was still angry. Even if he did see her, he wouldn’t be pleasant.

So… she decided not to go.

Going would just be walking into trouble.

Su Xiu sat down. “So tell me, what happened? Who provoked him?”

Ning An and Qing Shan both looked at Feng Jingge.

Before she could react, Su Xiu slammed his hand on the table and glared at her.

“I knew it was you!”

“Don’t ask how I know—it’s because ever since I’ve known him, no matter how angry he gets, he still sees people. He’s never locked himself in like today.”

“Speak. What happened?”

Feng Jingge pouted and recounted everything.

The more Su Xiu listened, the deeper his brows furrowed.

When she finished, he slowly said, “I think I know the problem.”

All eyes turned to him.

Su Xiu met Feng Jingge’s gaze.

“The ones who kidnapped the Prince… were actually targeting you.”

“And there’s a high chance… you know them.”

Feng Jingge: “????”

Know them?

She wasn’t even from this world—know nothing!

If anything, it would be the original Feng Jingge who knew them.

But the original owner was useless, ostracized in the Feng family… what kind of people could she possibly know?

Feng Jingge thought about it all afternoon but still couldn’t figure it out.

So she gave up.

Whatever. She couldn’t be bothered anymore.

A grown man has his temper—so does she.

Hmph.

After calming herself down, Feng Jingge prepared to go to sleep.

But just as she moved, Qing Shan came again.

“Miss Feng, the kitchen says the Prince didn’t eat lunch… and didn’t eat dinner either…”

“Maybe… you should go check on him?”