Ji Fengyao instinctively grabbed the prince with both hands, her body leaning forward with inertia, and her small mouth pressed tightly against his stunningly beautiful face.

Shang Xiye blinked her beautiful eyes unconsciously, her eyes sparkling like stars as she looked over.

Even unintentional glances are incredibly alluring and passionate.

Nest... grass...

Ji Fengyao seemed to be mesmerized by that gaze, her soft lips pressed against his face, unwilling to let go.

A tiny spark burned in her eyes, and her small hands unconsciously cupped that familiar and incomparably handsome face. Her heart raced, and her breathing became rapid; she didn't even know what she was doing. All she knew was that those beautiful eyes, which were always so close to her, were shimmering and gentle as water, making her want to drown in them.

Shang Xiye held her hand and gently gripped the collar of her dress.

The emotions in my heart surged like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

Although the location wasn't quite right, his little one finally fell for him.

Just then, a very unpleasant voice came from outside the car window: "Your Highness, are you and the Princess alright? I don't know which heartless person piled up several stones on the road."

Ji Fengyao suddenly woke up and realized that she was pinning a certain prince against the carriage!

She felt a sudden, sharp urge to jump up, but in her panic, her foot landed on the hem of her skirt. She struggled several times but failed to get up, which nearly drove the prince below her mad.

"Shut up!" Shang Xiye angrily transmitted his voice.

The little bandit almost executed him on the spot. Wuying, that clueless bastard, really deserves to be taught a lesson!

Fearing that the little bandit girl might run away in embarrassment and ruin the atmosphere by spouting nonsense.

Shang Xiye quickly flipped over and pinned the little bandit who was still struggling on top of him down. He coaxed her softly in a low, husky voice, "Yaoyao, if you keep tempting me, I really won't be able to resist."

Wuying, standing outside the carriage, was startled by his master's angry roar. He immediately began to imagine all sorts of things, and a chill ran down his spine.

Oh my god, did he ruin his master's good deed? Will his master skin him alive in revenge?

"Um, Your Highness, please let me explain...!"

"Your Highness...!"

"The princess seduced me, shouldn't she take responsibility?"

"The carriage has stopped. We should have arrived..."

"...Let those old fogies go in first."

"Shang Xiye...!"

As a result, many officials who came to court in the morning saw the Ninth Prince's carriage parked far away in a corner, with the guards and maids outside the carriage staying far away from it.

Everyone was puzzled. What was the Ninth Prince up to? If he was supposed to attend court, why wasn't he going in? If he wasn't going to attend court, why was he here?

"He even brought a maid; could it be that there's more than just the Ninth Prince in the carriage?" one official speculated.

Upon hearing this, another elderly official standing nearby looked utterly displeased, looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, his white goatee swaying wildly in the wind: "Alas! The world is going to the dogs! The world is going to the dogs!"

Only after most of the officials had arrived did Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao, whose face was flushed and eyes were filled with anger, alight from the carriage.

Ji Fengyao tightened her clothes, covering herself completely so that not a bit of her was exposed. She was ashamed and annoyed, cursing inwardly: Yun Yao, you've really gone too far! Of all people to molest, why did you have to provoke this guy so early in the morning!

This husky probably gnawed it on like a bone!

Serves you right!

When they reached the point where the front court and the inner court diverged, Shang Xiye pulled the frustrated Ji Fengyao to her feet and gently embraced her tightly.