"My little wife, I'll take you to earn some money these next few days. Once we've raised enough funds, the spirit mine can officially start mining after the New Year. That will be my betrothal gift to you," Shang Xiye said softly, kissing the little bandit's forehead.

bride price?

Why do we need betrothal gifts when we're already married?

But that's not the point!

"Spirit ore! We've really found a spirit ore!" Ji Fengyao instantly stood up from the prince's arms, her clear phoenix eyes flashing with the symbol "$".

Damn!

We're rich! We're rich!

Spirit ore!

It's important to know that even a powerful entity like the Yuhan Palace in the Danling Continent shares a single spirit mine with several other immortal sects, which shows just how scarce spirit mines are.

But Shang Xiye actually found a spirit mine in this world!

Even if it's just a low-grade spirit mine, the number of spirit stones it produces is enough to make them rich overnight!

"Your Highness, you have such a lucky destiny! I love you so much!" Ji Fengyao excitedly hugged Shang Xiye, kissing and nibbling at him.

It wasn't until she saw the surging darkness in the prince's eyes that she realized she was courting death.

She turned to run away, but was easily caught and pinned down by a certain prince.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, it's broad daylight!"

"We're in our own room, what are we afraid of?"

"I...uh!"

Ji Fengyao struggled in vain, and amidst the raging wind and rain, she gritted her teeth and sobbed softly:

Damn it, if you don't court death, you won't die!

After a long while, the prince helped the little bandit girl to her feet again: "Yaoyao, don't cry, I was wrong. You can bully me, okay?"

Ji Fengyao was speechless, then anger rose within her: "Get lost!"

All day long.

Ji Fengyao felt as if she had been skinned and dismembered several times. Her whole body ached and she had no strength at all.

That bastard Shang Xiye must have messed up the parts when he reassembled her, and didn't put them back in their proper places.

Otherwise, why would she feel so weak that she can't even move a finger?

Shang Xiye knew he had gone too far, so he personally served his young wife her bathing and dinner.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when his wife finally had the strength to get up and drink a bowl of sweet soup in the evening.

midnight.

Shang Xiye embraced his delicate and weak wife and sincerely apologized softly: "I'm sorry, Yao Yao. I won't dare to be so presumptuous next time. I will definitely restrain myself."

Ji Fengyao, who had just recovered, felt her ears burn and her cheeks flush red again. She spat out angrily in a low voice, "Hmph!"

“However, my little wife, do you feel…” Shang Xiye frowned slightly: “I feel that my internal energy seems to have suddenly become much stronger.”

Ji Fengyao: "..."

Of course your inner energy has increased! You absorbed half of the spiritual power I painstakingly accumulated!

Ji Fengyao could feel that after her spiritual power surged into Shang Xiye's body, her own absorption rate of spiritual power also increased by half, as if her body had activated a hunger warning mode to replenish the lost spiritual power in the shortest possible time.

"Am I..." Shang Xiye frowned deeply. If their relationship was based on hurting her, he was extremely unwilling.

"It's common for cultivators to be like this when they first meet. My constitution is special, so I'll recover quickly," Ji Fengyao said softly.

In her previous life, she was not very old, and her master had not taught her these things; in fact, she herself did not understand them.

But he is my master.

His soul is now reduced to a wisp; if it can help him recover his cultivation and heal his soul as soon as possible, that would be good.

Fortunately, she has this kind of constitution.