Chapter 592 It Fits Your Temperament Very Well

After standing outside for a long time, her legs felt like they were about to break. Chu Chenyi remained there, stunned, with no solution in sight.

Feng Jin's patience began to wane. If Chu Chenyi truly had no way in, they might as well just go back and not waste any more time here.

"Perhaps we should go back first. When you've figured out a foolproof plan, I'll return."

Continuing to linger here was pointless. If they were discovered again, it would lead to more trouble. The most sensible decision now was to retrace their steps.

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jin turned to leave, but her attention was caught by a wet nurse approaching from a distance.

She recognized this wet nurse as someone close to the Empress Dowager. If she was here, it meant they had a way to get in.

"Your Highness Prince Jing, Young Madam."

"Wet Nurse, can you take us inside?"

Chu Chenyi's pleading gaze fell upon the wet nurse. Only Wet Nurse Qin could help them get in now.

"The Empress Dowager guessed that Your Highness and Young Madam would come here, and specially sent this old servant to guide you both in. Please follow this old servant."

Feng Jin followed without any hesitation. Among the people in the palace, the only ones she could trust were those closest to the Empress Dowager.

Wet Nurse Qin led them into a side hall. "Your Highness Prince Jing and Young Madam, please change your clothes and follow this old servant inside."

Feng Jin glanced at the eunuch and maid outfits on the table, and couldn't help but admire the Empress Dowager's thoroughness.

She had anticipated their arrival long ago and even prepared clothes for them to change into. Truly remarkable.

Then she looked at Emperor Xuanwen. Despite being an emperor, he had fallen to such a state that he now required his mother's protection just to save his life. It was truly tragic.

She even doubted if Emperor Xuanwen was truly the Empress Dowager's biological son, as he had not inherited even an ounce of his mother's wisdom.

With Emperor Xuanwen in charge of the Eastern Chu empire, the realm was in precarious danger. No wonder the Empress Dowager was so eager to groom Chu Chenyi. The main account was unusable, so she was starting to cultivate a new one.

However, Chu Chenyi was indeed a bit stronger than Emperor Xuanwen. If the Empress Dowager had other sons, she likely wouldn't have chosen Emperor Xuanwen as emperor.

"Your Highness Prince Jing, wearing these clothes, is truly fitting. They match your demeanor perfectly, making Your Highness appear exceptionally spirited."

"Really..." Chu Chenyi was skeptical. Hearing praise from Feng Jin felt so unusual, and it sent a chill down his spine.

"Of course, it's true. I never lie."

Feng Jin's sincere expression made Chu Chenyi feel a little giddy. He reached out and touched his cheek, realizing he did indeed look handsome and refined. It seemed Feng Jin had some discerning taste after all.

Seeing his narcissistic demeanor, Feng Jin couldn't help but chuckle.

Even the usually stern Wet Nurse Qin understood the humor and couldn't help but let out a laugh.

Ling Mohan noticed their peculiar behavior, his eyes instantly tightened, and he immediately looked towards the bronze mirror beside him.

He looked at himself in the eunuch attire and found it increasingly strange. After a moment, he realized what was happening.

They were clearly mocking him for wearing eunuch clothes. Chu Chenyi's expression immediately darkened, and he glared at Feng Jin with fierce anger, wishing he could rush forward and fight her.

"Weren't you quite happy just now? Why the change of heart now..."

Feng Jin covered her mouth, stifling her laughter. This time, her mind was quick, and her reaction was prompt, but it was too late.

"You... don't go too far..."

"Your Highness, Young Madam, it is more important to treat His Majesty. Let's go."

Wet Nurse Qin, worried that the two would start arguing again, quickly intervened.

"Since we have important matters to attend to, I will be magnanimous and not hold this against you this time. If there's a next time, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Chu Chenyi said resentfully. With that, he strode away.

Feng Jin snorted dismissively, completely unbothered by Chu Chenyi's words. Only dogs that don't bite bark loudly.

"Your waist needs to be lower, lower your head!"

Feng Jin stepped forward, gesturing to Chu Chenyi, and forcefully pressed down on his waist. His upright spine immediately bent.

"What are you doing!"

"Why are you shouting so wildly? Don't you see how all eunuchs bow their heads and bend their waists? Who walks around with their head held high like you? The moment you step out, you'll give yourself away."

Feng Jin scolded him angrily. She was doing this for his own good. With his current posture, anyone observant would notice something was amiss. Instead of being grateful, he was shouting unreasonably, like a dog biting the hand that feeds it.

"Alright, this is more like it. When we go in later, keep your head down the whole time and don't speak."

Feng Jin warned him with lingering unease. If Chu Chenyi were to reveal himself before they even entered, she would be dragged down with him, which would be a complete loss.

"Your Highness, Young Madam is right. Your Highness, don't look up later."

Wet Nurse Qin echoed Feng Jin's words. Chu Chenyi was a familiar face; if he looked up, his very appearance would not resemble a eunuch, and he would surely be exposed. It was better to keep his head down when entering.

As soon as Wet Nurse Qin finished speaking, the guards at the door quickly opened it.

Feng Jin's breathing quickened. She cautiously followed them in, not daring to make a sound.

"Stop!"

The guard's shout from behind made them all shiver. They froze on the spot, not daring to move.

Fortunately, Wet Nurse Qin had seen many storms. She immediately reacted, turning to face the guard behind them.

"What is it? Is there something amiss?"

"No, it's just that this sister's sachet has fallen."

Feng Jin then realized that the sachet hanging at her waist was indeed missing. Before Feng Jin could reach for it, Wet Nurse Qin had already caught it and handed it back to her.

"If there's nothing else, you may guard the door well. Without the Empress Dowager's command, not a single bird is allowed to enter!"

Wet Nurse Qin's voice was filled with authority. Although her voice was soft and gentle, it carried immense deterrence. The guards quickly cupped their hands in acknowledgment.

Only when the door behind them closed did Feng Jin slowly sigh in relief, her heart still pounding. She had been truly terrified moments ago.