“Mm.” Xiao Jinghan responded, “Indeed, one person did come. He has some skill. Under his treatment, the King of Western Ling woke up.”
“But to fully recover, one more medicinal herb is needed.”
“I know! I know!”
Feng Jingge suddenly became excited and spoke without waiting.
“Was it that the little princess volunteered to go find that herb for the King of Western Ling?”
“But she was attacked after leaving Western Ling’s borders and somehow ended up in Great Jin?”
“And then accidentally rescued by someone?”
“It should be more or less as you said.” Xiao Jinghan nodded. “I’ve already sent people to investigate. We’ll have the results within today.”
Feng Jingge paused in surprise. “You’ve been with me the whole time, never leaving my side. When did you send people to investigate?”
Xiao Jinghan raised a brow, looking at her with amusement. “Want to know?”
Feng Jingge nodded eagerly, her eyes full of urgency.
But…
After waiting a long moment, Xiao Jinghan only smiled meaningfully and said two words:
“Secret.”
Those two words made Feng Jingge freeze.
She opened her mouth, ready to retort.
But when she saw his faint, teasing smile, she suddenly thought…
He actually looked… quite good-looking.
In that instant, the irritation in her chest vanished like air leaking from a punctured ball.
No anger left—how was she supposed to argue now?
She pouted, flopped onto the couch, intending to nap, but couldn’t fall asleep.
When she opened her eyes by accident, she found Xiao Jinghan staring straight at her.
Startled, she jolted upright.
“What are you staring at me for?”
Xiao Jinghan said calmly, “This prince is simply admiring his own handsome face.”
Feng Jingge: “……”
“You know you look good, but do you have to be so arrogant?”
“I have the capital. I can’t help being high-profile.”
“….”
Feng Jingge was speechless and quickly changed the topic.
“I originally thought the fire at Prince Yu’s mansion and the fire at Prince Chen’s mansion were caused by the same group.”
“Turns out the two incidents aren’t related at all.”
“The fire at Prince Yu’s mansion was because of the Western Ling princess. There’s no way another Western Ling princess would appear at Prince Chen’s mansion too, right?”
Xiao Jinghan suddenly said, “Not necessarily.”
Feng Jingge: “????”
She stared at him. “So the fire at Prince Chen’s mansion is also related to Western Ling?”
He didn’t answer immediately.
Feng Jingge pressed again, “Your Highness, do you have more inside information?”
Xiao Jinghan replied lightly, “This prince has not left his residence these past few days. Where would all this ‘inside information’ come from?”
Feng Jingge rolled her eyes at him mercilessly.
“Then what did you mean by ‘not necessarily’?”
Instead of answering, he said, “Do you want to detour to Prince Chen’s mansion?”
And just like that…
Feng Jingge was successfully led astray.
“Now?” she asked, frowning.
“Mm.”
“Ah—” she groaned. “We just left Prince Yu’s mansion and now you want me to go to Prince Chen’s mansion.”
“Are you trying to exhaust me, Your Highness?”
Xiao Jinghan raised a brow, quietly watching her act.
He was waiting—waiting for her to act spoiled and soften her tone.
Feng Jingge thought that after complaining, he would at least comfort her.
Or say, “Forget it, we’ll go another day.”
But…
Nothing.
Not a single comforting word.
Not even “another day.”
He just sat there, unmoving.
Feng Jingge gritted her teeth inwardly, calling him a cold, straight-minded man.
Xiao Jinghan, seeing her puffed-up expression, knew she was definitely cursing him in her heart.
He curled his lips. “Say something nice to this prince, and perhaps I might—”
Feng Jingge: “……”
“What kind of nice words do you want?”
“Praise me, yield a little, or…” he deliberately dragged his tone, “act spoiled.”
Feng Jingge fell silent.
So that’s what it is.
He just wants her to act cute.
Fine.
She looked at him meaningfully.
Xiao Jinghan immediately sensed something was wrong.
As expected—
Feng Jingge took out a handkerchief from her robe, pinched one corner with two fingers, and lifted her hand in an exaggerated graceful pose.
“….”
Then she flicked the handkerchief straight at his face.
In a soft, sing-song voice, she said, “Your Highness~ I’m acting spoiled for you~”
Xiao Jinghan’s face darkened instantly.
She even waved the handkerchief in front of him.
“Your Highness, how was my acting?”
Xiao Jinghan: “……”
He grabbed her wrist.
Feng Jingge immediately panicked. “Hey hey hey—what are you doing?!”
He stood up slowly, leaning toward her.
Before she could pull away, he lifted her chin.
His eyes curved like crescents, smiling dangerously.
“Jingge… do you want to try acting spoiled in this prince’s arms?”
Feng Jingge: !!!
So he’s counterattacking her?!
Fine.
She changed tactics instantly.
She lifted her hand and pinched his chin right back, smiling sweetly.
“Your Highness, with your current body, you’d probably only be able to act spoiled in my arms… mmhmm~”
Xiao Jinghan’s smile froze.
Feng Jingge grinned triumphantly.
But she didn’t stop there.
“Don’t be like that, Your Highness started it first.”
Her fingers lightly brushed his chin.
“What? I copy you and it suddenly doesn’t work?”
His expression darkened visibly.
Feng Jingge pretended not to see.
“With how I look now, I could easily pin Your Highness down…”
Xiao Jinghan had never been close to a woman, but he understood what she meant.
His face turned red instantly, both embarrassed and furious.
“Feng… Jing… Ge!” he ground out through clenched teeth.
But Feng Jingge only became more daring.
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