Of course, everything is still just her conjecture at the moment, and she still needs to find a way to verify whether Shang Rui is a reincarnated person.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the stars twinkle.

After Shang Changge finished his bath, Qingyao rushed over to report.

Qingyao: "Princess, the General has arrived and is currently in the front hall."

Rows of lanterns hung along the long corridor leading out of the bathhouse hall, their light illuminating...

Qingyao's rich and varied expressions are comparable to a pie chart, with three parts dissatisfaction, five parts confusion, and the last two parts compromise.

Repeat the following to yourself to convince yourself:

It's better for the princess to be with the general than to go astray and be with Mi Chan.

It's better for the princess to be with the general than to go astray and be with Mi Chan.

Shang Changge glanced at the darkening sky, wondering why Xiao Ji had come to see her so late.

However, since they were business partners and someone who matched his aesthetic preferences, he still led them to the front hall.

lobby,

The ornately decorated front hall was now eerily silent, with the maids and servants all burying their heads, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

Nothing else,

Simply because a killing machine general, even more terrifying than their princess, was now sitting in the hall. And that wasn't the most terrifying part...

The most terrifying thing was that the God of Slaughter General's arm was injured, and it wasn't bandaged, with bright red blood still gushing out.

This scene is truly horrifying!

Although the general did nothing, just sitting there with his arm covered in blood...

They were so frightened they almost stopped breathing, constantly thinking the next second...

The general would have his men capture these people and throw them into a hot pot to boil. He would then eat them to replenish his blood.

finally--

"Xiao Ji?"

To the maids and servants, Shang Changge's voice was like heavenly music.

Having worked in the palace for so many years, I have never felt the princess as kind as I do now!

Xiao Ji looked over.

Shang Changge had just finished bathing and was wearing a plain white robe without any embroidery. Her beautiful face was free of makeup.

It added a touch of natural beauty, like a lotus emerging from clear water. Her not-yet-completely-dry black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, just reaching her slender waist.

Xiao Ji took in the image of the beautiful woman emerging from her bath, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

The familiar fragrance of peonies grew stronger in the air, and he watched the slender woman walking towards him.

At this moment, I deeply regretted my choice to come in through the main entrance and wait in the lobby.

In a few breaths,

Shang Changge had already arrived in front of Xiao Ji and immediately noticed Xiao Ji's injured and bleeding arm.

My first reaction was to frown, and my second reaction was to ask with the astonishment of discovering a new continent:

"How did you get injured? Who did you fight? Who is so skilled that they could injure General Xiao's arm like this?"

Xiao Ji: ...

Despite her words, Shang Changge turned and instructed Qingyao to fetch the physician from the manor to treat Xiao Ji's injuries.

Qingyao didn't go herself but sent a servant instead. She was worried about the general and wanted to stay here to keep an eye on him so he wouldn't go too far.

Shang Changge sat down in the other seat and noticed that Xiao Ji was just staring at her without saying anything, which she found a little strange, so she asked:

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? Does it hurt a lot?"

"pain."

Xiao Ji finally spoke. The ruthless and cold-blooded general, known as the God of Slaughter, had revealed his vulnerability as a wounded man.

After speaking, he looked quietly at Shang Changge, like a wolf king who had led his pack into battle and returned wounded, waiting for his mate to lick and comfort him.

Xiao Ji's cry of pain was a crisp and decisive response. Shang Changge was taken aback for a moment, then clicked her tongue. Why wasn't this man playing by the rules?

However, the pain wasn't something she could simply stop by blowing on the wound; she wasn't a fairy.

It's still better to wait for the doctor to treat it, but she can distract Xiao Ji, so Shang Changge said with a smile:

"General Xiao, normally speaking, in this situation..."

To avoid worrying their women, men usually answer that it doesn't hurt. "Why are you different from other women?"

Xiao Ji was good at grasping the key points. Looking at Shang Changge, he repeated in a deep, resonant voice, "My woman."

Shang Changge: ...

Shang Changge didn't think that was the point; staring at Xiao Ji's still bleeding arm was really an eyesore.

He asked Qingyao for a handkerchief, got up and came to Xiao Ji. He bent down and skillfully bandaged Xiao Ji's wound.

Too close, too close.

The peony fragrance unique to Shang Changge was even stronger; the woman who had stirred his heart countless times during this period was now close at hand.

Xiao Ji could have easily pulled the person into his arms by simply extending his arm, but he didn't do that.

Too many people

The little rascal had just taken a shower and didn't want to bring all the dust off his body to her.

Xiao Ji arrived in a carriage, and his clothes were completely spotless.

I've never fought anyone before; the wound on my arm was purely self-inflicted.

Because Xiao Xi knew that among the strategies she mentioned for winning back a wife, the self-inflicted injury strategy was the most useful, effective, and direct, Xiao Ji used it.

Currently, it seems...

Xiao Ji stared at Shang Changge, who had personally bandaged him, like a wife-obsessed maniac, and concluded in a good mood: it really worked.

Shang Changge, unaware of Xiao Ji's thoughts, tied the handkerchief used for bandaging into a bow and then asked Xiao Ji:

"General Xiao has not yet answered my question: Who did you fight?"

Xiao Ji: "It's not convenient to say."

Shang Changge didn't press further. Why would she ask when the other person had already said it was inconvenient to discuss it?

She sat back in her seat, resting her chin on her hand, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed as she asked another question that had puzzled her:

"General Xiao was injured, but instead of finding someone to bandage you, going to a clinic, or returning to your own residence, you came here to see me. Why is that?"

Before Xiao Ji could answer, she continued with a mocking tone, "General Xiao, don't tell me that you two happened to be fighting nearby."

"It just so happens that you were alone and happened to be the closest to my residence, so you came."

Xiao Ji, who seemed to have learned it from someone, could lie without batting an eye and calmly replied, "Just as the princess said."

He didn't forget to praise Shang Changge, saying, "The princess is so clever."

Shang Changge: ...Thank you!

She realized that this guy had come to her specifically to make her see his wounds so he could act pitiful and gain sympathy.

Shang Changge: "Xiao Ji, you like me."

She said this before, and like last time, it was a declarative sentence rather than an interrogative one.

I thought Xiao Ji would either refute or avoid answering like last time, but unexpectedly, Xiao Ji gave a positive answer:

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am pleased with you."

Xiao Ji's quick admission caught Shang Changge off guard. Glancing out of the corner of her eye at the maids and servants in the hall...

I immediately understood, but I still felt something was off, though I couldn't quite put my finger on it for the time being.

If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it. Coincidentally, the servant also brought over the most skilled physician from the princess's residence.

Shang Changge had the doctor treat Xiao Ji's wounds, and then took the calming flower tea that Qingyao handed her and drank a couple of sips.

Xiao Ji's injuries were quite serious.

It was a very deep and long wound, but the princess's residence had plenty of good medicine for wounds, and the bleeding stopped shortly after the medicine was applied.

When it comes to the bandaging stage,

Xiao Ji asked Shang Changge to come, and Shang Changge's lips twitched, but she still condescended to get up and make the meal.

There was nothing he could do; after all, this man was now his rightful consort, and there were so many people watching in the hall.

If she refused, wouldn't that ruin the favorable rumors circulating among these people and the common folk that she and Xiao Ji were in love?