Ji Fengyao let Shang Xiye hug and hold her hand, her left hand reaching behind him to gently stroke the hair at the back of his head with tenderness:

In his past life, he picked her up from the snow.

He gave her all his love and warmth, and protected her for half her life.

In this life, she only needs to invest some time and patience;

In fact, for the past year or so, she has mostly lived under his protection, so why should he feel guilty?

"Your Highness, husband and wife are one. It is my duty as a wife to stand with you through thick and thin. Are you trying to distance yourself from me by saying such things?" Ji Fengyao's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of coquettishness, but more so with a sense of playful teasing.

Shang Xiye's heart melted at the sound of her voice. He pulled her into his arms, bent down, and kissed her lips, greedily savoring her sweetness.

The kiss, seeking comfort, was passionate and fierce.

Even though Ji Fengyao was a cultivator, she was starting to feel overwhelmed.

But she didn't struggle at all; instead, she clung to him tightly, feeling sorry for him.

Shang Xiye only let go of her when they were both out of breath.

He pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes tightly shut;

Their thick, curled eyelashes intertwined intimately, just like their hearts, which deeply loved each other and had long since merged into one.

"My dear wife, I need to go to the palace..."

"I'll go with you!"

Before Shang Xiye could finish speaking, the little bandit interrupted him decisively.

"Box..." Shang Xiye smiled with relief and satisfaction, like the full bloom of spring, his eyes shining as if they contained billions of stars. He stretched out his long, strong, well-defined fingertips and gently scratched the little bandit's delicate, round nose, saying, "I know your heart, but I have something more important to entrust to you."

"What is it?" Ji Fengyao tilted her head unwillingly.

Shang Xiye slightly increased the distance between them, making them sit up straighter: "My departure may involve a major conflict, which is also a good excuse for us to leave the capital. However, some of my loyal followers will not leave the capital easily without seeing me. I need you to take my transfer order and leave the city with them first."

"With that mysterious man in black gone, there shouldn't be anyone in the palace who can be your match anymore, right?" Ji Fengyao seemed to be asking Shang Xiye, but she was actually asking herself.

Shang Xiye could see the deep worry in her clear phoenix eyes, and the warmth of happiness completely dispelled the hurt that family ties had caused him.

He couldn't help but pinch her soft, round face. Shang Xiye coaxed her like a child, his tone extremely doting: "Trust me, with such a good little wife waiting for me, I will definitely not let anything happen to me."

A beauty overload and a sweet overload with N times the sugar.

Ji Fengyao felt as if a fireworks storm had suddenly exploded in her mind, leaving her like a fool, nodding in agreement, while her heart screamed like a lovesick girl:

Oh my god!

I'm dead!

They're completely dead!

Until Shang Xiye took the golden token and the old yellow imperial edict, and led Wuying and Wuhen out of Huinuan Pavilion, their figures disappeared at the entrance of the inner courtyard.

Ji Fengyao finally woke up: "..."

Holy crap! She was acting like she'd been bewitched!

Could it be that Master secretly regained his memories at some point and used a mind-controlling spell on her to prevent her from going with him?

Otherwise, how could she still be so captivated by his good looks after they've been together for so long?

(Bunny: Admit it, you're definitely a sucker for good looks.)