"The Empress Dowager first told me to sit there, so I sat there. Then she said no, and insisted I sit here, so I came over here too. I've been spinning like a top, being bossed around like this, and you call that nonsense?" Ji Fengyao, with an innocent and guileless look, rolled up her sleeves with a roguish air: "Zhaoping, are you deliberately looking for trouble? Are you itching for a fight? Come on, let's have a one-on-one duel! Let's hurt each other! Who's afraid of who!"

Princess Zhaoping: "..."

I'm starting to question the meaning of life!

Good heavens, who can get rid of this utterly nonsensical bandit! With her around, it's impossible to have a proper conversation!

The Empress Dowager's leg ailment had not healed, and her health was never fully recovered.

At this moment, he was so angry that he felt like he was about to die, and he clearly felt that he was about to collapse.

She waved her hand, feeling dizzy and weak, and said, "Enough, stop arguing. Princess Chonghe, today is Zhaoping's homecoming day. Please leave. I want to have a few private words with Zhaoping and the Ninth Prince."

“The weather is cold now, and it’s easy to catch a cold. Yao Yao is no outsider, so Your Majesty may speak frankly.” Shang Xiye said, beckoning to Ji Fengyao, “Yao Yao, come here, my hand seems to hurt a bit.”

"Oh!" Ji Fengyao hadn't even warmed her seat when she ran back to Shang Xiye's side, cupping his right hand in her small hands and rubbing it for him: "Is that better?"

"Hmm," Shang Xiye said, lying through his teeth without even blinking.

Everyone inside the room was inwardly cursing.

It's a good thing your hand hurts; if your mouth hurt, you two would have just started kissing!

The people in the room had all lived for hundreds of years, and they had never heard of anyone catching a cold with hand pain as a symptom.

And a simple handshake will make it better!

Is practicing medicine without using medicine, relying solely on making a scene?

The Empress Dowager's face had darkened to its limit, and her patience had reached its limit. She glared at the timid and meek Princess Zhaoping, who only knew how to shed tears, and no longer cared about Princess Zhaoping's feelings. She said in a deep voice, "I heard that Princess Zhaoping has been in the manor for three days, and the Ninth Prince has not yet consummated his marriage with her. Is the Ninth Prince going to pretend to comply but disregard the last wishes of Lord Sun?"

Upon hearing this, Princess Zhaoping blushed with embarrassment, lowered her head, twisted her handkerchief, and refused to raise it again.

Last wish?

What was his last wish?

Ji Fengyao was completely confused, but she didn't rush to ask.

Shang Xiye rarely showed his emotions in public, but after hearing the Empress Dowager's words, he glanced at Princess Zhaoping with utter contempt: "The longest my concubines have been in the palace for six years without consummating the marriage. How come she has only been in the palace for three days and is already so eager to question me? Besides, I am unwell; I believe that even if my father were alive, he would not force me."

That was quite a blunt statement.

In ancient times, whether a woman was married or not, if she was known for being lustful or promiscuous, she would be ridiculed and even despised for the rest of her life.

This life is ruined.

Moreover, it was the Empress Dowager who asked these questions; Shang Xiye's words made the Empress Dowager feel extremely ashamed, her old face went numb, and she felt that she could not get off the stage.

But the Empress Dowager was unwilling to give up until she achieved her goal, and with her old face she continued, "Are you just going to leave Zhaoping like this? Lord Sun hopes that the Sun family will have an heir, and that Zhaoping will be surrounded by children and grandchildren!"

It would have been better if the Empress Dowager hadn't mentioned having children and grandchildren around her. The moment she said that, Ji Fengyao wanted nothing more than to rush up and slap her across the face; and then cut open her heart to see if it was black or red inside.

That old hag is absolutely vicious and shameless to the extreme!