"I have not failed my beloved, so I must give her a proper and grand wedding." Shang Xiye sat up and sat cross-legged, suppressing the restlessness in his body, and muttered to himself in annoyance: "But the timing is not right now. It seems that we need to speed up the process in Cangzhou."

After speaking, recalling the delicate and charming appearance of the little bandit girl, her eyebrows curved slightly, revealing a stunningly beautiful smile.

His little one has learned to be shy.

After a moment of distraction, he realized that the tips of his ears were burning hot. He coughed lightly, composed himself, and instantly transformed back into the serious Ninth Prince.

On the dragon boat.

Qixuan and Qiying went to the kitchen to collect ingredients, cutting boards, and other tools, and then returned them to their room.

Qin Weiyang couldn't wait any longer, so she forced herself to get up, washed her hands, and began to carefully mix the flour, chestnut flour, and other ingredients together in a certain proportion. Then she filled the mixture with a delicate mold and steamed it over a low flame in a small steamer.

Perhaps because she hadn't made it in a long time, she steamed it several times in a row, but still couldn't get a satisfactory taste.

Qin Weiyang's injuries were all on her back and legs. Seeing how hard she was working and sitting, Aunt She whispered, "Your Highness, why don't you wait until you're back in the palace and feeling better before you start working? In my opinion, the Ninth Prince won't be going back to the Northwest anytime soon."

"Aunt, I was too foolish before and hurt his heart. He is a very sentimental person, and once he falls for someone, it is very difficult for him to turn back. Now he has some feelings for that bandit. If I don't win him over in time, I'm afraid he will really forget me." Although Qin Weiyang said this, her tone was full of confidence and fighting spirit.

She was the only woman who had ever gotten close to the Ninth Prince, and she was confident that no other woman in the world understood his likes and dislikes as well as she did.

Chestnut sugar cake was his favorite pastry.

Back when they were at the border, she went to great lengths to please his cook and learned the trade.

After he finished eating that time, he smiled at her.

That was the first time he smiled at her; his smile was radiant and unparalleled.

With these thoughts in mind, Qin Weiyang finally made a tray of chestnut cakes that she was satisfied with.

She carefully arranged the pastries on a plate, then thought for a moment, took out a jade box, and picked out a large, bright red worm as thick as a finger.

Holding the worm upside down, Qin Weiyang flicked its head with her equally bright red fingernails, and it slowly spat out a few drops of colorless, transparent liquid.

The insect fluid dripped onto the fresh chestnut cake and quickly seeped out.

"Your Majesty, you..." Aunt She subconsciously felt that something was amiss.

She thought that Qin Weiyang was sending gifts to the Ninth Prince to try and win back his old relationship, but it was all for her own benefit and survival.

However, Qin Weiyang actually put a love potion in the Ninth Prince's pastries. This is equivalent to a regular aphrodisiac, and the only way to cure it is to find Qin Weiyang.

If the Emperor were to discover this, even with the Ninth Prince's immense power, it would be difficult to withstand his wrath and appease the public's discontent.

"If I had known this would happen, I should have done this before," Qin Weiyang sighed softly, and personally placed the plate of pastries into the food box: "Qiying, take this chestnut cake to the Ninth Prince for me."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Qi Ying replied, picking up the food box and preparing to leave.

Qin Weiyang added, "You must personally deliver this to the Ninth Prince and make sure to tell him that I made it myself."

"This servant understands, Your Highness," Qi Ying solemnly replied again before taking the food box and leaving.

Qin Weiyang watched Qi Ying leave, and murmured confidently to herself, "He will eat it, he definitely will eat it."