Wang An clearly felt that the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped several degrees, which was somewhat inexplicable.

The Ninth Prince is currently in power, so receiving an imperial edict is certainly not a bad thing.

Why is the atmosphere so tense when we hear that an imperial edict has arrived?

Ji Fengyao also sensed the cold pressure emanating from Shang Xiye. Knowing that he was such a proud person, even if he only brought a few insignificant women into the house, he must still feel uncomfortable. So she quickly went into the house to comfort him.

"Your Highness, calm down, it's no big deal. Just like when you welcomed me into your family, maybe the Emperor will even bestow some amazing teammates upon you!" Ji Fengyao said sincerely.

Shang Xiye suddenly clenched the hand that Wuying was using to get up.

Wu Ying looked at Ji Feng Yao with a bitter, pitiful, and helpless expression:

Good heavens, Your Highness, please shut up! If you keep urging the Prince, I'll crush your hand bones!

Ji Fengyao looked at Shang Xiye's increasingly dark face and felt uneasy: Why is Master getting more and more unhappy the more she tries to persuade him?

He's been flirting with me a lot lately, could it be that he actually likes her?

Although her master liked her, she couldn't help but feel happy inside;

But this really can't be done!

If Master regains his memories, that will be a really big problem!

Thinking that something terrible was about to happen, Ji Fengyao's hand honestly grasped Shang Xiye's hand: "Your Highness, please slow down. Let me help you. Don't be angry, okay?"

Shang Xiye wanted to shove her hand away and yell at her, "I'm angry! You're going to push me away to another woman without a care in the world, how can I not be angry!"

But he only slightly pulled his hand away, feeling the soft and warm touch of her small hand, and he really couldn't bear to let go.

Moreover, even if he were furious, he wouldn't say a harsh word to her.

Standing beside the wheelchair.

Shang Xiye released Wuying's hand, placed both hands on the little bandit's sides, and softly called out, "Little wife."

The grievances were almost overflowing, and both Wu Ying and Wang An outside shuddered at the sight.

Holy crap! Holy crap! This is going to kill me!

Life is so wonderful, why the hell am I staying here watching and listening to Ninth Prince act all cutesy!

Ji Fengyao was also so charmed by his unexpected sweet talk that her whole body went weak and her legs went limp. If it weren't for his hand supporting her on the side, she would have immediately "taken the initiative to throw herself into his arms".

"Your Highness, please don't do this." If you continue like this, not only your disciple but also your grand-disciple will not be able to stand it.

"Yao Yao..." Shang Xiye was very unwilling and annoyed, and did not want to go out to receive the imperial decree.

"I know," Ji Fengyao said helplessly, finally throwing herself into his arms and gently patting his back. "Your Highness, don't be angry. I promise you, if they dare to covet you, I will beat them to a pulp. No matter their status, if you don't like them, I will definitely help you get rid of them all within two years, okay?"

Why can't you be jealous and force me not to accept any of them?

"We don't have to accept it," Shang Xiye said helplessly, offering her final reminder.

"Wouldn't that be too troublesome? Besides, didn't you say last time that the entire Sun family died because of you? That's what you owe the Sun family. We can't just watch Princess Zhaoping be controlled by the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager for the rest of her life," Ji Fengyao gently advised.

It wasn't that she suddenly became a saintly, innocent person; rather, it was because cultivators were particularly concerned with cause and effect.

Shang Xiye owes the entire Sun family their lives; this is a tremendous karmic debt. If he doesn't handle it well, it will affect his cultivation in the future.