Your Highness, the Princess Consort Went Robbing Again

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A short-tempered bandit princess consort who starts a fight at the drop of a hat VS a domineering, dark, overprotective王爷.

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Chapter 145 Don't you dare molest me, Your Majesty

"He's gone mad! He's gone mad! He actually treated that bandit so... so favorably!" Even though Consort Jia was unwilling to believe it, she could only say the word "favoritism" with resentment and unwillingness.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please calm down. The Ninth Prince's actions are harmful to that bandit in every way. If the Ninth Prince truly cared for that bandit, why would he do such a thing?" Qing Sang and Rong Ju stepped forward, trembling with fear, to comfort him.

Consort Jia, however, became even more enraged, roaring, "Are you all blind? In this manor, who among me and Consort Jin isn't more useful than that bandit? Have you ever seen the Prince treat me or Consort Jin like this? The Dowager Consort is the Ninth Prince's adoptive mother in name, someone he should address as Mother Consort. Yet he's willing to turn against the Dowager Consort for that female bandit! He's even abandoned his reputation for filial piety and righteousness, determined to protect that bandit!"

To hell with that!

Screw this cover-up!

If this is still considered taking advantage of her, then what has become of Li Jiao after sitting on the sidelines for several years?!

Qing Sang and Rong Ju were too intimidated to respond after Jia Fei's outburst. In fact, they also felt that the Ninth Prince had handled the matter inappropriately. If it were purely for personal gain, no normal person would do such a thing. This was clearly a loss of conscience.

"I want her dead! I will definitely kill her!" Consort Jia gritted her teeth in hatred, her fists clenched so tightly that her sharp nails pierced the tender flesh of her palms, and blood dripped down her hands. Her narrow eyes were slits, flashing with a calculating and sinister light, like a venomous snake waiting for its chance to strike.

midnight.

A black figure slipped out of Ningxi Hall and quietly entered the palace through a side gate of the Cold Palace.

Meanwhile, in Ji Fengyao's bedroom in Hui Nuan Pavilion.

Ji Fengyao was being held in the arms of a certain prince with an extremely embarrassed expression. She had just moved when she heard the prince's slurred voice above her head say, "I'm a light sleeper. Rather than you coming to bother me after you fall asleep, it's better to start like this."

The implication is clear: stop being so dramatic, just let me get a good night's sleep!

Ji Fengyao: "..."

Her little face pressed against his smooth, soft chest, she still felt awkward and rubbed against him restlessly: Fine, I'll sleep with you, it's my fault for having this weird fetish, but can't you at least wear some clothes?

"I am a normal man, you mustn't... assault me," a suppressed male voice suddenly came from above.

Ji Fengyao: I f***ing...!

Damn it, who would want to molest you? Is she even that kind of person?!

Ji Fengyao struggled to get up, but Shang Xiye couldn't hold her down after pressing her down twice. Then he saw the little bandit raise her head, her bright eyes flashing with raging anger: "Your Highness, do you think it's appropriate for you to be naked like this and spout nonsense about others?"

It's suitable, very suitable.

A smile unconsciously crept into Shang Xiye's eyes. For the first time, he felt so grateful to his elder brother, the Emperor, for bestowing upon him such an adorable little darling: "This king is used to sleeping like this."

Get used to it my ass! You're used to it, but I'm not!

In her eighth hundredth chapter, Ji Fengyao thought of stabbing this annoying thing to death with a needle, but then she thought that she did indeed hug this annoying thing every morning when she woke up. The thing wasn't wearing any clothes, so she must be quite annoying to him too.

Alas, do not do to others what you would not have them do to you.

It'll have to do, let's just forget about it.

Lying down with her eyes tightly closed, the female bandit began to hypnotize herself: This is a temperature-controlled pillow, this is a temperature-controlled pillow...

Just as she was about to fall asleep, the temperature-controlled pillow in her arms suddenly spoke.