What's bothering him? It's all because he fell for that oblivious little bandit first.

Rather than letting the young female bandit fall in love with him first and suffer these torments, he would rather suffer himself.

He would never have spoiled any other woman like this; but his little one deserves the best love and the gentlest waiting in the world.

She doesn't understand, but he can teach her;

She didn't understand, so he laid everything out for her to see and understand.

That night, Ji Fengyao discovered that the prince, who had been "cold" for a long time, suddenly "warmed up" again on his own.

However, the topic of their discussion tonight was causing her some unease:

“Princess Zhaoping entered the manor as the principal wife and secondary wife. According to the rules, on our wedding night, I will stay in her room.” In the warm brocade quilt, Shang Xiye, as usual, half-embraced Ji Fengyao.

They simply embraced, behaving very politely and respectfully, without overstepping any boundaries.

Ji Fengyao was completely unprepared. When she suddenly heard him bring up this topic, it felt as if someone had suddenly sprinkled a handful of fine sand into her heart. It didn't hurt much, but it was very uncomfortable to feel it rubbing against her.

She gave a soft "oh," and began to imagine the subsequent events and scenes in her mind.

She knew very well that Princess Zhaoping had been coveting her master for a long time, and it was their wedding night, so Princess Zhaoping would definitely use all her charms to seduce her master.

The Empress Dowager so desperately wants them to be together. What if the Empress Dowager, like her mother, adds something to the nuptial wine? She can't just barge into their bridal chamber and stop them from having their wedding night!

The thought that her master might be having sex with Zhaoping filled Ji Fengyao with mixed feelings.

"Yaoyao, are you really not bothered that I'll be having a wedding night with someone else?" Shang Xiye gently lifted Ji Fengyao's chubby chin, making her look up at him, his voice low and soft: "We've never had a wedding night."

Ji Fengyao met his gentle, tender eyes and looked at his stunningly handsome face, her heart fluttering uncontrollably.

She had never dared to think about it before, suppressing her feelings and not letting herself understand; now that she understands her own heart, she realizes how much she loves this embrace and this person.

Shang Xiye had never seen such adoring and longing in the eyes of the little bandit girl, as if she had been in love with him for a long time and he was only just realizing it, which made his heart flutter and him overjoyed.

He suddenly flipped over and pinned her down.

Before Ji Fengyao could recover from the infatuation she felt at first glance, a torrent of kisses rained down upon her.

"Yaoyao, you like me, don't you?"

His breathy voice echoed in her ears, making her heart swirl with conflicting emotions; she dared not agree, nor could she deny it.

Sensing the young bandit's stiffness and inner struggle, Shang Xiye was utterly puzzled, yet extremely patient and gentle: "Since you like me, why are you resisting? Are you afraid I'll treat you badly?"

“No…” Ji Fengyao shook her head subconsciously, looking at him, who was becoming more and more handsome and alluring in the hazy light and shadow.

How could he treat her badly? He was the best person in the world to treat her.

"Don't be afraid. If you don't believe me, I can wait until everything settles down." Shang Xiye gently kissed her forehead, holding her soft little hand and pressing it against his own pounding heart. "As long as you have me in your heart, I can wait as long as you ask me to; because you are worth it. I like you very much, I like you so much, Yao Yao."

My master said it himself, he really likes her!

Ji Fengyao's heart pounded wildly like a drum, and immense joy made her blood boil and her head spin.