"It's all your fault! I shouldn't have saved you last time!" Shang Chuyue's hysterical cries drove Caiqin to utter despair, and her vision blurred.

However, they brought this upon themselves.

Everyone present got a juicy piece of gossip, but ended up with a lot of scum. Now, no one is in the mood, nor does anyone dare to sympathize with these two fools.

Shang Xiye carried the little female bandit out of the palace.

As the cold wind blew outside the palace, the little bandit girl became even more restless, frantically tugging at her robes, wanting to feel even cooler.

"Wu Shang, go faster!" Shang Xiye couldn't help but urge.

After a long and arduous journey back to the manor, Shang Xiye, even without the medicine, was still aroused by the little bandit. He kicked the door shut as soon as he entered the house, sending everyone far away to the outer courtyard.

The wind was biting cold outside.

Inside the house, the young female bandit was incredibly enthusiastic. Despite the cold weather, a layer of fine sweat soaked her forehead; her phoenix eyes were misty, and her skin was rosy and delicate, as if you could squeeze water out of it.

Knowing that she couldn't recognize people at all, Shang Xiye held her hand tightly and called her name softly from time to time, asking, "My little wife, Yao Yao, do you like her?"

Ji Fengyao was in a state between waking and waking, as if in a dream or an illusion.

She seemed to know that she was with Shang Xiye, and she also seemed to see herself with her master.

There was a familiar voice in my ear, it sounded like Shang Xiye's, or maybe it was my master's.

"My little wife, do you like her?"

"Little Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, it's Master..."

"Yaoyao, do you recognize me?"

"Little darling, open your eyes, it's your master."

The feeling of joy and warmth made Ji Fengyao feel at ease, and she instinctively pursued this joy and warmth.

The next day, around noon.

Ji Fengyao had just woken up from a deep sleep. She tried to sit up, but the soreness and pain in her body made her cry out and fall back down.

Feeling the presence of a certain prince beside her, she reached out and touched it; hmm, it was very smooth.

"Holy crap!" The little bandit, who hadn't sworn in a long time, suddenly widened her eyes and stared at the smiling prince, almost dumbfounded, before swearing, "What's going on? I...I...I really was a beast last night?!"

"Hmm, my little wife was truly formidable last night, invincible, leaving me utterly defeated. You'll have to take responsibility for me from now on," the prince said, pouting innocently like a bullied little girl. He gently took the little bandit's chubby hand and played with her weak fingers.

Ji Fengyao stared blankly, speechless as she tried to recall the scene, her eyes filled with a mixture of shock and despair.

What should we do?

She still couldn't help but push her master away. What if her master regains his memory and doesn't want her anymore?

So, will she tie up her master then?

Tie them up?

Or should we tie him up?!

It took a long while for my thoughts, which had been stunned by my own beastly behavior, to return to yesterday.

Um?

Wait a minute, didn't she encounter an assassin?

And then, in the dead of winter, the assassin was carrying two snakes on his body!

Thinking of this, Ji Fengyao shuddered and became fully awake: "Your Highness, what happened yesterday? Has the assassin been caught?"

Shang Xiye held his delicate wife close and briefly recounted what had happened yesterday.

Ji Fengyao was initially furious, but later, upon hearing that the emperor had almost deposed the empress, she was also very puzzled and curious.

According to her calculations, the reason why the emperor did not suffer from headaches was probably related to the empress.

Why is the emperor suddenly treating the empress like this at this moment? Is he stupid?