Qin Weiyang indeed thought so too.

After washing her face with alcohol and finding nothing unusual, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Weiyang's eyes were filled with venom, and she secretly hated him: It must be that Doctor Xiao who has returned and helped Shang Xiye suppress the Zi Gu.

I never expected that a mere itinerant doctor would have such skills!

It seems that to kill Shang Xiye and that bandit, we must first find a way to get rid of Xiao Chen, this ungrateful obstacle!

Ji Fengyao put away the jade bottle, secretly pleased, and thought to herself, "Qin Weiyang, read more books in your next life. If you knew that insects are the overlords of nature, and that they can reproduce on the spot given the right conditions, you should have ended your own life by now!"

She didn't immediately activate the Zi Gu to take Qin Weiyang's life because Shang Xiye's big gift package hadn't been delivered yet.

Shang Xiye has been poisoned and tormented by that vicious woman Qin Weiyang for so many years. As his ally, she should give him a chance to take revenge and vent his anger.

Ji Fengyao secretly got her revenge, and in such a good mood that she walked with a swaying gait, behaving like a complete rogue.

But as soon as she stepped out from behind the screen, she sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere outside.

Hmm, this person suddenly seems a bit chilly.

He walked to the cool couch and sat down, only to find that the contract he was writing halfway had been turned upside down and placed face down on the table.

Ji Fengyao felt a chill run down her spine. Because of the previous "learning to kiss" incident, she was anxious to maintain a proper distance between them as allies, so she had filled this document with taboos and hadn't had time to write down their respective "obligations."

This contract, which seems to offer absolutely no benefit, does indeed seem... excessive.

It's as if he's always taking advantage of her.

Does Ninth Prince look like the kind of lecherous man who would take advantage of others at the slightest disagreement?

"Um, Your Highness, I haven't finished writing this yet. Even if you see it, please don't take it to heart. I assure you, it is a very reasonable, suitable, and cost-effective contract," Ji Fengyao said obsequiously as she reached for the half-written piece of paper.

Suddenly, a gust of river wind blew by, making her long hair and clothes flutter.

After Ji Fengyao brushed the strands of hair off her face, she looked at the half-written paper on the table.

It flew away.

It gracefully drifted in the wind and fell into the river.

Ji Fengyao: "..."

Shang Xiye slightly bent the fingers resting on his knee and looked at her: "Since the heavens have taken it away, we won't write it anymore, right?"

“Emmmmm… It’s alright, I’ll rewrite it. This time, I’ll first write down our respective obligations and the benefits that both parties can obtain from the cooperation.” Ji Fengyao very sensibly took out paper and picked up a pen.

Shang Xiye's gaze, indifferent and powerless, slid from her delicate face to the tip of her pen.

Sure enough, this time she wrote down nothing but good things.

For example, she could guarantee that he would be completely free of residual poison, fully healed from his injuries, greatly improve his martial arts skills, and significantly increase the overall strength of his army...

But what use would he have for these?

All he wanted was a ray of light, a ray that could illuminate him and warm him.

It was just a glimmer of hope that made him feel alive.

After Ji Fengyao finished writing the contract, she checked it over herself to make sure it was a very tempting contract before pushing it in front of Shang Xiye in a very ingratiating tone: "Your Highness, please take a look and see if there's anything that needs to be added. If there's nothing inappropriate, shall we sign it?"

Shang Xiye didn't read the rest of the text carefully, and steadily picked up his pen: "I want you, is that alright?"