Feng Ying's gaze lost its bloody hue upon hearing this, her smile turning chilling. "Feng Jiu, see? It's still not about us?"
Before she finished speaking, the two figures had vanished without a trace.
Their sudden disappearance stunned everyone present.
Was this the power of Feng Yin? Xue Wenjie was immensely shocked. If he could possess Feng Yin's power, that supreme position would be his.
Xue Wenjie averted his gaze and sneered at Hua Yunjin, "Does the Prime Minister still have any helpers?"
Hua Yunjin cradled the still-sleeping Xue Zixuan and replied, "Aren't we still?"
His Majesty had said that Xue Zixuan was their shield, and now, he had no choice but to use him.
Xue Wenjie's gaze turned completely cold, his teeth gritting. "Hua Yunjin, I never expected you to be so despicable."
"Despicable?" the young man sneered. "When it comes to despicable, I am no match for the Regent."
Xue Wenjie's teeth gnashed, veins bulging on the back of his hand. Was he letting such a good opportunity slip away in vain again today?
He was unwilling.
"Wh-where is this?" a childish voice rang out. Hua Yunjin, holding Xue Zixuan, looked down. Xue Zixuan was looking at him with wide, tear-filled eyes.
"Young Prince." Hua Yunjin was surprised by how quickly Xue Zixuan had woken up. Suddenly, Xue Zixuan burst into tears.
Hua Yunjin was taken aback. Just then, Xue Zixuan pushed him away. Caught off guard, Hua Yunjin lost his grip, and Xue Zixuan fell to the ground.
Xue Zixuan rolled several times, then scrambled to his feet and stumbled towards Xue Wenjie, crying out as he ran, "Uncle, save me! The Prime Minister wants to kill me..."
Upon hearing this, Xue Wenjie's anger flared instantly. "Hua Yunjin, the evidence is clear. What more do you have to argue?"
Hua Yunjin narrowed his eyes, looking at Xue Zixuan who had already rushed into Regent Xue Wenjie's embrace. He said, "Young Prince, when did I intend to kill you?"
Xue Zixuan choked back sobs. Xue Wenjie held him close and said coldly, "Hua Yunjin, you intended to harm the Young Prince. Your crime is unforgivable. Guards, seize him!"
Hua Yunjin stood there, his young face still displaying an unruffled composure. He looked at Xue Zixuan in the Regent's arms with a chilling gaze. Xue Zixuan felt the cold gaze, like frost on an autumn night, and instinctively shivered.
"I will walk myself," Hua Yunjin declared, waving his sleeve and brushing aside two people who tried to grab his arm. Despite his youth, Hua Yunjin was still the Prime Minister, the highest-ranking official below the emperor, and his residual authority was still felt.
Seeing this, Xue Wenjie sneered, "Let him walk."
"Feng Ying, His Majesty ordered us to protect Hua Yunjin well. Now that Hua Yunjin is in the Regent's hands, what should we do?" Feng Jiu asked Feng Ying, looking at Hua Yunjin who was being escorted away.
"What can we do? We can't fight, we can't kill, and as long as he stays alive, we won't be violating His Majesty's decree," Feng Ying replied coldly.
Feng Jiu nodded. "So be it."
"Imperial Sister, what's wrong?" Xue Yunlan asked, noticing Xue Zining had stopped abruptly.
Xue Zining shook her head. "Nothing." She only felt a vague sense of unease.
Was everything alright with Hua Yunjin?
Xue Yunlan glanced behind her and couldn't help but ask, "Imperial Sister, won't Feng Wu be outmatched by those people?"
Xue Zining shook her head. "No."
Each member of Feng Yin was a master who could fight ten. Feng Wu, as the leader of Feng Yin, possessed divine skill in her movements, so she was not worried about Feng Wu being unable to defeat those people.