"What is love in this world that makes people willing to live and die for each other?"

These words, spoken by Ji Fengyao with great intonation and deep emotion, reached the ears of Song Huiru, who was running past, and the crowd of onlookers:

Song Huiru: "!!!"

"I'll be your sworn brother, you bandit who kicks someone when they're down!"

From this day forward, I will never let you get away with this!

Everyone: "..."

Suddenly I feel like this bandit is quite cultured.

But is it really appropriate to use such a sentimental sentence in this situation?

The lush green grassland above the Ninth Prince's head is big enough to graze sheep.

If he heard this, would he just beat this bandit, who finally had a chance to be cultured, to death?

You really can't think about people in broad daylight; whoever you think about will appear.

at this time.

Shang Xiye, Ji Chenhai, and Ji Fengming had finished their duties, and Shang Xiche returned the half of the beast talisman that he had mortgaged. The group was coming together.

Before they could even react, everyone instinctively cast sympathetic glances at Shang Xiye, then looked on with utter confusion at Shanyu Heye in the pavilion.

Holy crap!

The Ninth Prince is so handsome, how could you still mess around with women? Are you stupid?!

Shang Xiye remained calm, seemingly oblivious to the strange looks and sympathy he received from the others. He took the little female bandit's hand without changing his expression and nodded to Yuan Zhouhan and the others.

Although Shang Xiche was curious about what had happened, he didn't want to gossip openly. After meeting up with the Empress, he led everyone to their seats for the banquet.

Nobody noticed.

In a secluded corner of the Imperial Garden, a forlorn Chen Ziying stared intently at Ji Fengyao with a face full of resentment, like a venomous snake lying in ambush.

During this period, her family members died one by one, almost all of them.

Even if the Empress took pity on her and brought her into the palace;

Those people in the palace knew that the Chen family was gone, and behind the Empress's back, they ignored her and made sarcastic remarks.

Some people even said that she was a jinx who had brought death to her family!

Not only that, but the officials' wives and noble ladies who came to the palace today treated her as if she were a plague god, avoiding her at all costs!

All of this was thanks to that bandit Ji Fengyao!

Chen Ziying gritted her teeth, blood seeping from their edges, her voice filled with deep-seated hatred: "Father, Mother, you always told me not to provoke that bandit, always told me to be tolerant and consider the bigger picture, but what have you gained from your tolerance and consideration? Just you wait and see, today is the bandit's death day! Your daughter will definitely take her head to avenge you and your two unjustly killed brothers!"

It's rainy in late spring, and the air outside isn't completely dry yet.

Therefore, today's celebratory banquet is being held in the newly renovated Wuying Palace.

As everyone took their seats, Princess Zhaoping, whose eyes and face were slightly red, and the Empress Dowager, being pushed by two palace maids, came over.

As they passed the Ninth Prince's banquet, the Empress Dowager took Princess Zhaoping's hand and patted it gently with affection, saying, "Go to your seat. Remember my words: be good to the Ninth Prince and don't throw tantrums all the time."

“I will certainly remember my aunt’s teachings. Please take your seat, Aunt.” Princess Zhaoping replied obediently. She dutifully escorted the Empress Dowager to her seat with two palace maids before returning and sitting down to Shang Xiye’s right with a blush on her face.

Shang Xiye ignored her, and Ji Fengyao also ignored the quail-like Princess Zhaoping.

The two exchanged a tacit glance:

Today's Empress Dowager and Emperor are both excessively kind.