Chapter 1: Regent's Turbulence 052 Not wanting to die, he closed his eyes for Grandfather.

  Phoenix proudly gazed at Ye Wei, seeing that he had no hint of emotion, like a broken puppet. Her thoughts sank, exuding cold light, her palm lifted, and she drew him into her own embrace from afar, grasping his wrist, embracing his waist, her toes lightly touching the ground as she left the bedroom.

  Ye Wei leaned into Feng Ao Tian's embrace, feeling the chill emanating from within her. He gazed at her chin with some confusion, yet found this hug to be warmly comforting. At what point had he always yearned for someone to lean on during nights of fear, loneliness, and terror? Until he was pushed into hell by his own mother, barely escaping death only to fall into another abyss. From that moment on, he knew that the only one he could rely on in this world was himself. He withdrew the last bit of pitiful trust he had for others, closing off his heart. Yet... why did he feel a faint sunlight shining upon his heart at this moment?

  As he pondered, Feng Ao Tian had already taken him and flown into the hot spring pool, reached out, pressed down on several acupoints on his body, and then quickly tossed him into the hot spring pool. She sat cross-legged beside the hot spring pool, her palms gathering internal energy, shattering the fox fur and thin silk on his body, revealing his skin as white as snow.

  Her eyes were like a thousand years of cold ice, and her face was as cold as frost. He felt a pang in his heart, as if he had realized something, and a flash of fear and unease crossed his eyes. Had she discovered?

  If it were in the past, he would have laughed it off without fear. After all, he was a person who had died once before, so what's the worst that could happen? He'd just die again, and that would be liberation. But now, he had a tiny bit of concern, not wanting her to know about his dirty past, no matter how small it was.

  The steaming hot spring enveloped him, warming his body, but on his chest was the internal force that Feng Ao Tian had pushed over, suppressing the chill of Ice Peak within him. He didn't understand why she wanted to save him?

  Since his arrival in this world, he has been facing endless slaughter, and every moment he must be on guard against others' treacherous hands. Every day, he also had to endure the poisonous beatings from his mother. In the end, he was betrayed by the person he cared about most and trusted the most. In a world where even his own mother wanted him dead, who would be willing to save him? Moreover, the woman in front of him was the notoriously cruel Regent...

  Feng Ao Tian felt the emotional fluctuations in Ye Mei Xi's heart, his eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "If you don't want to die, then close your eyes for me."

  This sound was like a bolt of lightning that struck his wandering heart, he stared blankly at her and slowly closed his eyes.

  Time flies quickly, Mr. Feng didn't know why Wang Ye suddenly took Ye Xuan away, and hurriedly led his men to chase after them.

  Mo Hanjin also heard the movement, but at this moment, he didn't have any thoughts to care about what happened outside. Since childhood, he had been given a mission that was unknown to outsiders, and he was born with a high and proud heart. Even in the Regent King's palace, he endured humiliation and bore heavy responsibilities for the important task on his shoulders. But now, heaven told him that his mission was her?

  No, he must have gotten it wrong, his eyes were blurred. How could this be possible? He leaned against the wall with one hand supporting the bookshelf, and gazed blankly at the beam above.

  Feng Gonggong panted and walked to the warm pavilion, where he felt a strong inner force sealing off the entire warm pavilion. He didn't know any martial arts, so he could only stand outside the warm pavilion and gaze at it.

  Qinghui Pavilion was only a mile away from Nuan Pavilion. After two days of rest, Leng Qianye's martial arts had recovered significantly. He was naturally sensitive and heard the movements in Nuan Pavilion, as well as sensing the powerful internal energy. He had long known that Feng Ao Tian's martial arts were profound and unpredictable. He quickly walked out of Qinghui Pavilion and headed straight to Nuan Pavilion.

  He was wearing Mu Hanjin's clothes, a moon-white brocade robe, with a poetic and picturesque face, his long hair tied up with only one white jade belt, his steps light and airy, from afar, he looked like a fairy who had descended to the mortal world, with an aloof expression as if he didn't eat the smoke and fire of the mortal world.

  Feng Gonggong naturally saw Leng Qianye, and a hint of sharp light flashed in his eyes. Why didn't this Leng Qianye stay in Qinghui Hall to recover from his injuries? What was he doing here? Now the master must have encountered trouble and was meditating, but he came forward, could it be that he was waiting for an opportunity to harm the master?

  Leng Qianye saw Feng Gonggong's worry at a glance, but he didn't care. He still walked towards the Warming Pavilion with a calm and detached demeanor. The entire pavilion was illuminated by a powerful beam of light. If one didn't have profound inner strength, they would definitely not be able to break through it. If they rashly entered, it would be suicidal. In his heart, he secretly sighed, what a formidable formation.

  Feng Gong hastily bowed his head and said, "Your humble servant has seen General Leng."

  "Hmm." Leng Qianye only responded faintly, not explaining why he came here, but stood with his hands behind his back, raised his eyes and gazed at the warm pavilion in front of him.

  Lord Feng also knew his temperament, if it were usual, he would have sneered at him and ridiculed him, but now that the master had let him out, he must have another use for him, so he endured it first.

  Then he sidled away, stood at a distance, and continued to stare uneasily at the warm pavilion.

  An hour later, Mu Hanjin slightly recovered some of his strength and felt that the bedroom was quiet and soundless. He then remembered the commotion just now and walked out of the bedroom. Feng Gonggong was not there either, and Si Xi had just returned and received the news, intending to hurry to the Warming Pavilion.

  "What's going on?" Mu Hanjin saw Si Xi hastily leaving and asked in a warm voice.

  Si Xi heard Mu Hanjin's voice, paused in her step, turned around and bowed respectfully, saying, "Replying to Mu Servant Concubine, earlier the Prince brought Ye Shi Concubine into the warm pavilion and hasn't come out since."

  Mo Hanjin listened and felt that something was fishy, so she remained silent for a moment, lifted her feet, and walked towards the warm pavilion. After passing through the long corridor, she walked for half an incense stick's time before arriving at the warm pavilion, where she saw Leng Qianye's aloof and extraordinary figure with one glance.

  He walked up slowly, "Leng big brother, how did you end up here?"

  "Oh, I just heard a commotion and came to take a look." Leng Qianye turned around and saw that Mu Hanjin was unharmed, so he put his mind at ease. He had originally thought that Mu Hanjin had been taken into the warm pavilion by the Regent King, which was why he had rushed over. A faint, shallow smile appeared on his face, "You're fine, that's good."

  Feng Gonggong stepped forward and hastily bowed to Mu Hanjin, "Mu Shi Fei, the Prince has been in the warm pavilion with Ye Shi Fei for an hour now, but he still hasn't come out."

  Mu Hanjin gazed at the warm pavilion, slowly lifting his steps, wanting to get closer. Suddenly, a black wind rolled up in the air, and a powerful palm wind struck straight at his back...