"Pfft..." Shang Xiche sprayed the tea he had just taken a sip of all over the table.

She dared to openly bring the stolen goods to the Emperor's presence.

Is this an attempt to share the spoils with him and drag him down with them?

How could she even think of that!

“Your Majesty, look, this is the list of items I kept from those nobles’ households that I didn’t take. I promised to keep it a secret. But Your Majesty has been so good to me, I feel I can’t keep it from you, so I brought it to you to see.” Ji Fengyao said, winking playfully at Shang Xiche: “You can’t get angry now, you have to keep it a secret for me!”

Shang Xiche: "..."

When Eunuch De took the rosters, he casually flipped through them. Although his expression remained unchanged, he was seething with rage.

He always knew that many of the officials below him had dirty hands.

But if the water is too clear, there will be no fish. Therefore, no dynasty has ever been too strict about greed, and he was no exception.

But he never expected that these people would embezzle so much money, and that so many of the officials involved were censors!

Censors were the guiding light for the emperor, and they were always people of outstanding character and virtue.

If they are no longer honest and upright, and are swayed and manipulated by interests, then who will tell the emperor the truth?

Looking up at the innocent and carefree Ji Fengyao below, Shang Xiche sighed inwardly:

This ignorant gang of bandits unintentionally did him a great thing.

At this moment, Shang Xiye sighed helplessly and said, "Your Majesty, you should take back the Princess's dragon pendant..."

There was still more to say.

But anyone could tell that his next sentence was: "If you don't take it back, she'll cause a big disaster sooner or later."

"No, why?" Ji Fengyao pulled the dragon pendant from her waist and held it protectively in her arms, immediately moving far away from Shang Xiye, her face full of vigilance: "Your Highness, you are a bad guy. Why did you ask the Emperor to take back my jade pendant? Your Majesty, please don't listen to him!"

Shang Xiche: "..."

Take back the dragon pendant?

Believe it or not, he had actually considered it, but now that Shang Xiye was so eager for him to take it back, he just wouldn't!

It's good that this bandit caused such a big disaster. If he hadn't caused such a big disaster, where would he have gotten the excuse to touch Ninth Prince?

“Alas, how can I take back what I have given away?” Shang Xiche said with a smile.

"I knew it! The Emperor is the best to me!" Ji Fengyao flattered Shang Xiche with a beaming smile, then turned back and glared at Shang Xiye: "You wicked prince, hmph, I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

Shang Xiye's eyelids drooped, and his face was gloomy; he looked "very unattractive."

Shang Xiche felt incredibly relaxed and comfortable watching it, and even the embarrassment and distress of not being able to do "that" for the past two nights faded somewhat.

He rewarded Ji Fengyao handsomely with many gifts and specially ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare many of Ji Fengyao's favorite dishes. He then invited Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao to stay for lunch before letting them leave.

Knowing he would be beaten if he returned, Eunuch Li knelt at the entrance of the Imperial Study, afraid to leave.

I almost fainted from the sun before I finally waited for Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao to come out.

He dared not act rashly again, and knelt down with tears streaming down his face, kowtowing: "Ninth Prince, Ninth Princess, the Empress Dowager is indeed seriously ill and needs the Ninth Princess to go and treat her. Please, Your Highness and Princess, accompany this old servant to take a look!"

"But it's getting late, and His Highness needs to go back to his residence to take his medicine," Ji Fengyao said, feigning difficulty. "The Empress Dowager's leg ailment is an old problem anyway. Why don't we ask the imperial physicians in the palace to treat her first, and I'll come back tomorrow?"