He saw that everyone was staring at him intently.

Shang Xiye had no choice but to keep a straight face and answer seriously, "No need!"

Even from a distance, Ji Fengyao could sense the prince's frustration and helplessness, and she pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh.

You stinky master, who told you to always play tricks on me? Now the tables have turned, and it's my turn to play tricks on you sometimes!

Shang Xiye caught a glimpse of the little bandit girl sticking out her tongue and making faces at him, and he was both amused and exasperated: what to do about his naughty little wife? He was waiting for an answer online, and he was quite anxious.

At this moment, on the Soul-Shattering Cliff atop the mountain.

Zhuo Cong, along with his two sworn brothers and more than a dozen highly skilled martial arts brothers, were gathered around a bonfire, roasting meat and drinking wine.

Dressed in a gorgeous dress, Xi Que sat next to Zhuo Cong, eating roasted meat and drinking wine with everyone in a very generous manner. Every now and then, she would use a small knife to slice a piece of crispy and fragrant roasted meat for Zhuo Cong.

A woman as beautiful as jade, generous and magnanimous, yet gentle and understanding—such a wonderful woman is hard to find anywhere in the world. This made the group of rough men extremely envious, and they poured sour compliments into Zhuo Cong's ears without restraint.

Zhuo Cong was also incredibly beautiful, and he loved Xi Que to the core.

He felt as if his ancestors had blessed him with good fortune to have met such a beautiful and suitable woman.

A cold wind blew by.

A man in a blue coat who had gone to relieve himself in the pile of rocks behind the cliff returned and quickly sat down in front of the fire to warm his hands. He said, "It's so damn cold here. Do you think the Ninth Prince will really come? I saw quite a few people coming down the mountain. Could the Ninth Prince be too scared to come?"

You coward, you're the one who wouldn't dare come, your whole family wouldn't dare come!

I'll make sure you don't freeze to death, you little bastard!

The magpie took a big bite of the roasted rabbit leg in her hand and secretly glared at the man in the blue coat.

"I don't think so?" Zhuo Cong was actually a little hesitant.

So many people came down the mountain. If it were him, even knowing that they were all there to kill him, he wouldn't have come.

Seeing that Zhuo Cong was hesitant and seemed to be having second thoughts, Xi Que quickly said, "The Ninth Prince is cunning and treacherous. I don't know if he will come or not, but my young lady will definitely come."

If the Ninth Prince doesn't come and you arrest my young lady, I can simply persuade her to cooperate with us and put on another show.

"It doesn't matter if the Ninth Prince doesn't save me, but if he doesn't save my young lady, ha, the whole world will despise him!"

"That's right. If he wouldn't even save his own wife, would he even be considered a man?"

"Miss Magpie is indeed clever!"

"Miss Xique is not only beautiful, but also has a good personality. She is gentle when she needs to be and generous when she needs to be. She is also smart. Our eldest brother is really lucky." This time, even Zhuo Cong's sworn brother was envious.

Zhuo Cong already thought that Xi Que made sense, and after hearing his brothers' flattery, he was so happy that he lost his bearings.

Everyone was in high spirits and drank several more rounds of wine while holding the wine jars.

When they weren't looking, the magpie would occasionally toss a small black pill, about the size of a finger, into the fire.

The pills melted upon contact with fire, and although they had a slightly fishy smell, it was not easily detected by the smoke from the firewood.

The smoke from the firewood was dispersed by the wind on the mountaintop, drifting down and fading until it permeated the entire mountainside, almost invisible to the naked eye.

Those who went up the mountain could smell a faint odor, but it was only the smell of firewood and roasted meat. They had no idea that there was anything else there.

But even the faintest medicinal smell in the world cannot escape Ji Fengyao's nose, let alone the medicine she made herself.