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 165 The Obsession with Choosing a Bride

Ji Fengyao exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't that ridiculous? How can a medicinal bath be compared to an oral medicine? Even if drinking this medicinal bath can quickly stimulate a person's potential, it is also very likely to tear and damage a person's meridians, or even destroy a person's dantian. Taking medicine indiscriminately can be fatal!"

"The dantian you speak of is the sea of ​​breath. Is there really such a thing as cultivation in this world?" Shang Xiye's eyes held a hint of inquiry.

Ji Fengyao blinked twice, gave a half-hearted "Ah," and made up a bunch of lies: "These are all what the old immortal said. Since the medical skills passed down by the old immortal are true, then, then they probably exist. I'll just believe them for now."

Yes, just push everything onto the old sage.

Anyway, her master, by rank, could be called a deity.

Shang Xiye knew that she wouldn't say more even if he asked, so he didn't continue. The thoughts he had while pondering were similar to those of Hei Xiao that day.

Where did this prescription originate?

What is the relationship between those people and the little female bandit? Are they from the same school?

Were those people who forced them to drink the medicinal soup on purpose, or because they didn't understand the purpose of the prescription?

Ji Fengyao had spent half the day keeping him company, attending to his needs during the medicinal bath, and halfway through the acupuncture, she couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, we're departing for the Summer Palace the day after tomorrow, and your antidote hasn't been prepared yet..."

"I've already had them change their route and send that batch of medicinal herbs over there first. You don't need to bring too much. If you need it, you can buy it when you get there. This will avoid attracting attention," Shang Xiye said calmly.

Didn't he confiscate the medicinal herbs out of anger?

Instead, they sent the medicine village to the summer resort ahead of time because they were worried that she wouldn't have time to identify it.

Ji Fengyao looked up at him with surprise and delight, feeling a little guilty. She wondered what kind of person she had thought of him these past two days. He was clearly a wonderful person!

Unable to suppress a smile, Ji Fengyao once again felt the camaraderie of her partner and reminded herself not to judge the prince by Yun Yao's standards so easily. In fact, he was quite reliable when it came to serious matters!

After the acupuncture, Ji Fengyao looked at Shang Xiye with bright eyes and asked, "Your Highness, did you notice any difference after the medicinal bath and acupuncture?"

Shang Xiye clenched his fists lightly and nodded: "The flow of qi throughout my body has indeed become much smoother. However, the soles of my feet, which I hadn't felt before, are a little itchy. Is that because the seal has loosened again?"

"Heh, you still remember it? You've already slapped it so hard that there's hardly any left. Now, the poison in your body is being suppressed by this set of silver needles. Daily medicinal baths can also help you expel some toxins, but we still need to concoct an antidote." Ji Fengyao put away the animal skin silver needle sheath and patted the pillow beside her very naturally: "Go to sleep."

Shang Xiye's heart tightened at her action, and the tips of her ears turned bright red instantly.

He lay down as usual, without making a sound.

Ji Fengyao then snuggled into his arms as if it were second nature, draping her little arms over him. She felt this was the normal way to fall asleep these days, and closed her eyes peacefully to drift off to sleep.

Before falling asleep, she couldn't help but think: human habits can be terrifying sometimes; she had actually gotten used to this human body pillow.

Smelling the familiar sweet scent emanating from the young female bandit, Shang Xiye couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

It's the old bed I used to sleep in, and it's the middle of summer now.

These past few nights, he's even started to complain that the bed in Mozhai is cold and hard. It seems that from now on, he's truly suffering from the problem of choosing a wife.