A red carpet stretched from the entrance of the Prince's mansion, its sides lined with perfectly fresh flowers. In the very center, Shang Xiye had inscribed, in bold and domineering calligraphy, phrases at intervals declaring his ownership and showering the public with affection, such as:

May my wife enjoy health and happiness, and may every step she takes be beautiful.

"Every inch of my heart is precious, I cherish and protect you, I think of you dearly."

"If I don't see you for a day, I'll be driven mad with longing; when will I be able to see you again and soothe my anxiety?"

"..."

After being bombarded with displays of affection, many onlookers in Kyoto finally realized that such a grand spectacle wasn't a reward from the palace for the bandit, but rather a carefully orchestrated event ordered by the Ninth Prince, who had already left the capital.

Instantly, many onlookers turned into green with envy, they were so jealous they cried:

"It's all rumors that ruined my (daughter's) youth!"

"The Ninth Prince isn't a demon, he's clearly a romantic little wolf!"

"Does the Ninth Prince's Mansion still accept concubines? Even maids without titles are fine!"

"Ninth Prince, is it too late for me to have your babies?"

Princess Zhaoping clutched her chest and wept uncontrollably.

If a stream exists, why does a jade pendant exist?

She and that bandit were both Ninth Prince's consorts, so why is there such a big difference between them!

Ji Fengyao carefully stepped on the words, not wanting to put her feet down too hard. She could feel the sentiment behind these words; he had written them stroke by stroke by himself—she didn't know when he had done it, yet he had kept it a secret from her without a trace.

Her master, whose emotional intelligence was negative, didn't even have a female spirit pet in his past life;

At first glance, he seems like a blockhead, but once his emotional intelligence kicks in, he becomes so incredibly charming. Is he trying to win her over with his emotional appeal all at once?

Bailu and Xique were also moved to tears. The three of them got into the carriage and eagerly looked at the words on the ground ahead. They cried and laughed, and the carriage was filled with sweetness.

In a teahouse by the roadside.

Shang Beiyu's face contorted with rage, his eyes practically spitting fire:

That damned Ninth Prince!

Is this a declaration to the world that he is the sovereign husband of the little bandit?

It's alright, this world is just a prelude that will soon pass, the world of cultivators is his main battlefield!

Once he returns to the cultivation world, he will crush Shang Xiye into the mud with a single finger, and see what the Nine Kings of the mortal realm will have to fight him with, and how they can be so arrogant!

The emperor and empress in the palace also turned green:

I never imagined that even though the Ninth Prince has left the capital, he could still pull off such a grand spectacle.

But so what?

Since he was not in the capital, whether the bandit could be included in the family genealogy, and under what status, was not up to him, but to them!

The little female bandit has entered the palace.

Xiao Jianzi glanced at Shang Beiyu's tightly clenched fist and whispered, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager and the Empress have their own plans. Princess Chonghe is still recovering from her serious injuries. Should we take action...?"

"No need. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. She is a legendary cultivator. Even if she is seriously injured, ordinary mortals can't do anything to her," Shang Beiyu said calmly.

Little Cocoon: "..."

Even if those ordinary people can't do anything to Princess Chonghe, it would still take some effort for Princess Chonghe to deal with them on her own. Moreover, those people's ordinary status is superior to Princess Chonghe's, and Princess Chonghe might end up in trouble.

Doesn't His Majesty favor Princess Chonghe?

Why didn't he help Princess Chonghe when she needed his help?

“Ordinary help can certainly move people, but hope in desperate situations can be unforgettable,” Shang Beiyu said, as if he understood Xiao Jianzi’s doubts.