Since leaving the palace, Ji Fengyao has been working hard to improve her strength. Whenever she has free time, she spends her time in the secluded room of the side courtyard tinkering with medicinal herbs or meditating and cultivating.

This time, she has completely broken ties with the Empress Dowager. Who knows, in ten days or half a month, when that old hag recovers her strength, she will have to deal with her.

Therefore, improving our strength is of utmost urgency.

A few days later.

Wang An was sent back to the capital by Ji Chenhai's men, and was immediately beaten up by Wang Bingyao upon entering the city.

After hearing about Wang An's experiences in Hualiang City, Princess Shang Yuelang, Wang Bingyao, and Wang Jin remained silent for a long time.

“Father, elder brother, princess sister-in-law, they are not ordinary bandits, they are good people.” Wang An, fearing that his family might still be prejudiced against the Marquis of Anping’s family, patted his chest to vouch for them: “It’s true, if it weren’t for Brother Fengming and Brother Heixiao, I would have been captured by those people long ago. Brother Fengming and Brother Heixiao are still missing. Marquis Anping is very worried about them, but he never tells me. Instead, he advises me to escort them back to the capital.”

"Pack your things and come with me to the Ninth Prince's Mansion," Wang Bingyao said after a long silence.

"Hey! Great!" Wang An was overjoyed. He rubbed his sore bottom and ran off to wash and change.

"Princess, what do you think of the Marquis of Anping's family?" Wang Bingyao politely turned to ask Shang Yuelang.

Shang Yuelang smiled gently and said softly, "The fact that the Ninth Prince's wife can win the favor of the Ninth Prince is quite remarkable; besides, Father, you know best what kind of temperament our Xiao An has."

Wang Bingyao nodded and said nothing more.

Wang An personally selected many exquisite gifts, especially cosmetics and beautiful jewelry that girls liked; he prepared a lot of them.

Seeing him spend money like water, Wang Bingyao's eyelids twitched: "You brat, did you ask your princess sister-in-law for money again? We're going to see the Ninth Prince on official business. Why are you buying so much stuff? Aren't you afraid people will gossip behind your back and say we're trying to curry favor with the Ninth Prince!"

“Father, don’t you always say that a person should have a conscience? Marquis Anping and his son saved my life, so isn’t it only right that I buy some gifts for the Ninth Princess?” Wang An was in a good mood, but secretly pouted.

What?! Asking the princess's sister-in-law for money?!

This money was earned with the help of his two sworn brothers!

Moreover, he was going to see his sworn sister, so how could he be stingy and shabby?

Wang Bingyao, who is always a man of his word, was rendered speechless by Wang An's rebuttal:

This kid's eloquence has improved a lot after his trip to Hualiang City. I wonder who he learned it from.

The father and son arrived at the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

While Wang Bingyao was still exchanging pleasantries with Shang Xiye, Wang An, carrying several bags, approached Ji Fengyao familiarly and said, "Ninth Princess Consort!"

After shouting, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and whispered like a thief, "Sister, I have recognized Marquis Anping as my godfather. From now on, I am your godbrother. If you need anything, just come to me!"

Ji Fengyao: "..."

Where did her dad pick up such a goofball?

Shang Xiye: "..."

Where did this little brat come from, wanting to take care of his wife? He's got a death wish!

"Ninth Princess Consort, come here, let's talk in private," Wang An beckoned to Ji Fengyao without any hesitation.

It wasn't that he was really that outgoing with girls, but rather that Ji Fengyao and Ji Fengming looked so alike that he couldn't bring himself to be unfamiliar with them.

Shang Xiye's face darkened. This brat dared to try and steal his little wife away to whisper secrets right in front of him. Who gave him the audacity?

When Wang Bingyao noticed that Shang Xiye's expression was off, he turned around and saw his son whispering to the Ninth Princess, as if trying to get close to her. He immediately sighed and rubbed his forehead.