"Yes, that's what I think too. Although I also want to be a quiet and gentle lady, it's sad that my strength doesn't allow it," Ji Fengyao pouted.

When Shang Xiye came in, what she saw was her listless and languid appearance. Her chubby little face puffed out as she pouted, which was very cute and made people itch to touch her.

When "Your Highness" Lin Shuang and Bai Lu saw him arrive, they quickly rose to greet him and then left.

"The young master has arrived, Miss. We'll go down and rest now." Xique followed Lin Shuang and Bai Lu without hesitation.

Ji Fengyao scrambled to her feet, grinning as she approached Shang Xiye with a sly look on her face: "Your Highness, I'm probably going to get you into trouble again."

"Mmm," Shang Xiye reached out and hugged her, pinching her cute little chubby cheeks.

He absolutely adored her soft, clingy nature.

If it could be like this every day, he would love for those women to provoke his wife every day, and for his wife to cause trouble every day, so that he could enjoy the benefits every day.

Shang Xiye also got onto the bed, pulled her into his arms and held her tight before asking with satisfaction, "Tell me, who are you going to beat up this time, to kill or cripple?"

"That depends on how much they provoke me. After all, we bandits are reasonable and can't kill innocent people indiscriminately, right?" Ji Fengyao smiled, her phoenix eyes sparkling.

"According to you, since you're in the right, what trouble could you possibly cause?" Shang Xiye pinched the little bandit's chubby cheeks again.

Yes, his wife is getting more and more beautiful, and her skin feels better and better.

“Princess Zhaoping is just offering herself up for me to beat, and then using the pretext of the Seven Grounds for Divorce to ask for an imperial decree to make you divorce me,” Ji Fengyao said dismissively. “If the Emperor really issues an imperial decree, the Prince will still be in some trouble.”

Shang Xiye frowned slightly, her beautiful brows furrowing in displeasure: "We saved her out of kindness. If she is really unruly and refuses to save herself, we don't need to keep tolerating her just to take care of her. There's no reason for you to suffer in return. If she really doesn't want to make things right, then you should remove the Empress Dowager's fig leaf and let her face that bunch of ugly faces herself."

"Tsk tsk, our Prince's mindset is so clear, not at all like a saint. I really like it," Ji Fengyao said, holding Shang Xiye's peerless face in her hands and praising him with great joy.

The beautiful girl smiled sweetly, her eyes shining brightly, as if she could warm the deepest part of one's heart.

Shang Xiye felt his whole world filled with the warmth of happiness. He took the opportunity to pounce on his lovely little wife, his voice husky and breathy, saying, "Little wife, you said it so nicely. Say it again."

"I love so much……?"

"This sentence counts, as does the one before it."

Not at all saintly?

"Further ahead."

"Our lord... um!"

"My little wife, I'm yours now, you have to treat me well."

Ji Fengyao stared at the roof beam, speechless and delicate: "..."

I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen anyone this shameless!

What the hell is going on here?!

While Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye were deeply in love, the late-night sweet soup at Dianxiang Pavilion was ready.

Chun Tao, carrying the bowl of sweet soup carefully prepared by Princess Zhaoping's small kitchen, followed Song Huiru out of Dianxiang Pavilion and headed towards Mozhai with a belly full of displeasure.

After leaving Dianxiang Pavilion and entering the garden, and making sure no one was around,

Chun Tao whispered unhappily, "Madam, this Princess Zhaoping is such a scoundrel."