ASTRP -Chapter 59 The Prince Was Taken Away

Feng Jingge returned to the Prince’s residence and went straight to look for Xiao Jinghan.

The Empress Dowager’s words clearly showed she was targeting Xiao Jinghan’s marriage.

For some reason, Feng Jingge, who had always been as steady as a rock, now felt a rare trace of panic.

So panicked that she didn’t even realize how she had entered the study.

Xiao Jinghan heard the door open and looked up. Seeing it was Feng Jingge, he set down the letter in his hand.

He was about to speak when he noticed her looking completely lost.

His heart tightened instantly, and he flashed to her side.

At that moment, Feng Jingge snapped back to her senses. Startled by Xiao Jinghan suddenly appearing in front of her, her pupils contracted and she stepped back.

But her footing slipped.

She staggered and fell backward.

Xiao Jinghan grabbed her immediately and pulled her back firmly, stabilizing her.

Feng Jingge looked at him helplessly. “Next time… can you not suddenly appear like that?”

Xiao Jinghan ignored the question. “You looked like your soul had left your body. Did something happen in the palace?”

Feng Jingge walked to the side and sat down. “Nothing major. Just one small matter.”

“About the Crown Prince’s studies?” he asked immediately.

She shook her head. “It’s about you.”

Xiao Jinghan frowned. “Me?”

“Yes.”

She relayed the Empress Dowager’s exact words.

As she expected, Xiao Jinghan’s expression darkened at a visible speed.

He let out a cold laugh. “You stripped the Pei family of a layer of skin, so of course she wants to interfere in my marriage.”

“So…” Feng Jingge raised an eyebrow. “Does the Prince have any solution?”

Just as Xiao Jinghan was about to respond, a figure suddenly appeared and knelt on one knee.

“Your Highness, a letter from the palace.”

Zhi Liao handed over the letter.

Feng Jingge stared at him, her brows tightening.

Why did this person look more and more familiar?

Suddenly, a flash of insight crossed her mind. Her expression changed and her eyes turned cold.

“Your Highness, be careful!”

Xiao Jinghan paused.

Feng Jingge moved instantly and kicked Zhi Liao.

Before Zhi Liao could react, a cold blade was already pressed against his neck.

She held a dagger against him and shouted coldly, “Speak! Who sent you?”

“…”

Xiao Jinghan tried to explain, but Feng Jingge continued, “Your Highness! Last time I was assassinated, I was hit from behind with a brick!”

“This assassin is him!!!”

Zhi Liao was stunned. That brick incident had happened half a month ago—she still remembered it?

And she recognized him at a glance!

This Feng family young lady really wasn’t simple.

Zhi Liao silently sent a pleading look toward Xiao Jinghan.

Xiao Jinghan finally spoke. “He is Zhi Liao. He is one of my men.”

Feng Jingge: “???”

“The assassin was also him. The one who hit you with the brick… was also him.”

Feng Jingge: “????”

After going full circle, she finally learned the truth:

The entire “brick incident” had been orchestrated by Xiao Jinghan.

It was all to stage a scene for the imperial physician surnamed Liu.

Zhi Liao, feeling the dagger pressing closer to his throat, quickly said, “Miss Feng… now that you understand everything, shouldn’t you—”

Feng Jingge expressionlessly turned to Xiao Jinghan.

“Your Highness, please fetch me a brick.”

Zhi Liao immediately felt something was wrong.

Xiao Jinghan didn’t ask why. He simply pointed outside the window.

“Under the window, beside the flower pot.”

She went over and indeed found a brick.

She picked it up, withdrew the dagger, and raised the brick.

Thud.

One solid hit landed on Zhi Liao’s head.

Zhi Liao’s head buzzed loudly.

He almost wanted to cry.

Feng Jingge said coldly, “I don’t care whether it was an act or not. I only know I got hit with a brick, so I’m returning it.”

Zhi Liao screamed internally.

Miss Feng, you should be hitting His Highness, not me!

Afterward, Feng Jingge casually threw the brick away and turned to leave.

Passing Xiao Jinghan, she paused.

“Next time Your Highness plans an act, please inform me.”

“After all… no one likes being schemed against.”

She didn’t look at him once while speaking.

Then she left.

Back in her room, she kicked the door open.

Then kicked it again to close it.

Her anger had nowhere to go.

So she kept kicking the door to vent.

Being plotted against felt absolutely terrible.

She threw herself onto the bed and buried her head in the blanket.

In the study, Xiao Jinghan stood silently, Feng Jingge’s words echoing in his mind.

Zhi Liao rubbed his head and asked carefully, “Your Highness… are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Xiao Jinghan replied coldly.

He told Zhi Liao to go check with the imperial physician and left him dismissed.

After a long silence, Xiao Jinghan opened the letter in his hand.

Feng Jingge was half-asleep when—

Bang!

A loud crash startled her awake.

She sat up instantly, confused.

Qing Shan suddenly appeared in front of her.

Their eyes met.

Qing Shan looked extremely anxious.

Feng Jingge’s expression darkened. “Qing—”

“Miss Feng! The Prince has been taken away by the magistrate!”

Feng Jingge stared at him blankly, as if he were insane.

“Qing Shan, I understand you waking me up…”

“But can you at least come up with a more believable excuse?”

“How could the Prince possibly be taken away by the yamen?”

Qing Shan hurriedly interrupted, “Miss Feng, you forgot! You and the Prince swapped bodies! Right now, the Prince is in your body!”

Feng Jingge replied calmly, “Even so, I am still the Feng family young lady. I haven’t committed any crime—why would they arrest me?”

Qing Shan quickly explained, “Someone beat the drum of grievance at the magistrate office, accusing Miss Feng of murder.”

Feng Jingge: “???”

She had only just arrived after the body swap—how could she have killed anyone?

Unless…

It was Xiao Jinghan who did it while in her body… and got seen?

As she thought this, Qing Shan grabbed her arm.

“Miss Feng, stop thinking! We need to go now!”

“If the magistrate uses torture and forces a confession out of His Highness while he’s in your body, what then?”

Feng Jingge got out of bed slowly.

“Forcing a confession? You’re overthinking it.”