Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent

"Yi, Yili, why have you become so small, but... you look so good."

Luo Xiuran hiccupped and rubbed his eyes vigorously, to make sure that he really saw a miniature version of Feng Yili, he wanted to reach out and pinch Xiao Baozi's face.

But at this critical moment, Qianqing opened the door and appeared.

Seeing this, her eyes changed.

Worried that Xiao Baozi's identity would be discovered, she kicked him away without hesitation, then scooped up Xiao Baozi and held him in her arms.

When Luo Xiuran got up, the door was already closed.

He scratched his hair in a daze, and muttered in a muffled voice: "It's strange, why does Ben Hou seem to see Yi Li running away with Jian Qing?"

inside the house.

Both Qianjiao and Qianmei looked serious.

"Just now, has Young Master Luo discovered the true appearance of the young master?" Qian Mei asked worriedly.

The prince has told you that you must hide your identity as the young master.

It was their negligence.

They thought that the Prince Regent left Huishengtang, and they could let go of their guard.

Who knew, there was another Lord Luo Xiaohou.

If I had known tonight, I would have kicked him out.

Qian Qing put the little bun on the bed and covered him with the quilt.

She looked at Xiao Baozi with an extremely gentle expression, but when she heard Qian Jiao and Qian Mei's words, her expression turned cold.

After a while, she said softly: "Don't worry, according to Luo Xiuran's unreliable temperament, even if he speaks out, not many people will believe him."

Hearing her response, Qian Jiao and Qian Mei looked at each other in blank dismay.

She seemed to know what Lord Luo looked like very well.

...

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Xiuran found himself waking up on the ground in the yard.

Both the neck and the body were in severe pain, especially the chest that was kicked by Qian Qing last night, it hurt when pressed.

He sat up, with a pile of wine jars beside him, and he was in a daze.

He patted his head, and he was a little more awake.

He remembered that he drank to drink away his sorrows last night, and then...

Yes, he saw that face.

Is it a dream or reality?

After a moment's hesitation, he began to run out, riding back to the Regent's Palace.

As soon as he arrived at the Prince Regent's Mansion, he hurried to Chaofeng Yili's study.

Feng Yili was instructing Jiang Ying and Jiang Chuan to deal with Yu Pengtian's affairs.

After Yupengtian fell, not only Feng Weirui was affected.

The position of the servant must be replaced by someone.

As for who it is...everyone is watching.

"My lord, what the fifth prince means is that he wants to recommend Liu Zeng." Jiang Ying said in a low voice.

Liu Zeng was the confidant of the Fifth Prince.

"Prince Rui didn't dare to act rashly these days, but the Crown Prince and the Third Prince should also keep an eye on this seat. I heard that the two of them have already summoned their aides into the palace to discuss. Your lord, what do you mean..."

Jiang Chuan looked at Feng Yili suspiciously.

"I remember, Xu Zhiyan's current official position is not high, right?" Feng Yili raised his eyes and said in a low voice.

Xu Zhiyan, Master Xu?

"My lord, do you want to recommend Mr. Xu?" Jiang Ying also looked strange.

"Well," Feng Yili replied lightly, "The current imperial court is like a piece of rotten wood, with a beautiful surface but riddled with holes inside. There are too few trustworthy people in the imperial court, Xu Zhiyan... there is one Meaningful people."

"If he becomes the new servant, crown prince, eldest prince, third prince and fifth prince, no one will be able to take this position." Feng Yili continued to explain.

Aside from Xu Zhiyan's relationship with Yu Yunxi, which made him dislike him, Xu Zhiyan's behavior was okay, he thought.

Jiang Ying and Jiang Chuan looked at each other.

Sure enough, the prince still didn't intend to help the fifth prince.

That's right, for the virtue of the fifth prince, it would have been better if the prince hadn't killed him back then.

"But, Fifth Prince, will he..." Jiang Ying looked a little embarrassed.

He still wanted to say something, but at this moment, Luo Xiuran had already rushed in.

"Yi Li, Yi Li, I have something very important to tell you."

Running in, Luo Xiuran said anxiously while panting.

"What's up?"

"Yesterday, last night, when I was staying overnight in Huisheng Hall, I vaguely saw that you had become smaller."

Feng Yili: "..."

Jiang Ying and Jiang Chuan: "..."

"And then?" Jiang Ying asked in a strange tone.

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Luo Xiuran's body, he thought to himself that Young Master Luo is still drunk, right?

"Then, he was carried away by Jian Qing. No, he should have followed Jian Qing. No, no, they left anyway, and Jian Qing kicked me."

At the end, Luo Xiuran's tone was extremely aggrieved.

The corners of Jiang Ying and Jiang Chuan's mouths twitched.

They were sure that a certain Young Master Luo really hadn't sobered up yet.

"Young Lord, let's take you to cook some hangover soup." They walked over and wanted to drag Luo Xiuran away so that he would not disturb the prince.

But at this moment, Feng Yili suddenly said faintly: "Wait a minute, Luo Xiuran, are you sure...you really saw this king?"

His deep eyes stared at Luo Xiuran.

It seemed calm, but only he knew that the pen in his hand had been broken by him.

His body was also tense, and his heart seemed to be pinched by someone.

"Benhou swears, I really saw a child who looked like you last night... Wait, I remember seeing Jin'er's nocturnal excursion at the beginning, jumping out, and then I walked over to have a look , found that face looks like you!"

As Luo Xiuran talked, she was confused.

He was scratching his hair, looking depressed.

What he saw was obviously Jin'er, why did he become a miniature version of the regent?

"Young Master Luo, you are really too drunk. Jin'er is the son of the Southwest Prince, and if he looks like the Southwest Prince, how could he look like a prince?" Jiang Ying said helplessly.

"not necessarily."

Suddenly, Feng Yili spoke in a hoarse voice.

A sharp glint flashed in his black eyes.

"Jiang Ying, go and find out what happened in the imperial mausoleum back then. From the people around Yu Wanrong, I must know what happened back then!"

Feng Yili spoke in a cold voice.

"Yes, my lord." Jiang Ying's expression also became serious.

"Yi Li, what's going on here?" Luo Xiuran was at a loss, and he couldn't help asking curiously.

"It's okay, this time you have done meritorious service, in the future...remember to drink more wine."

Feng Yili glanced at him, this time, it was rare that his attitude was extremely pleasant.

This made Luo Xiuran feel flattered.