Seeing Shang Dongyang's incredibly pretentious back view, Ji Fengyao had an urge to rush up and deliver a series of twenty-four flying kicks to send him to the lake to feed the fish.

Ji Fengyao and her three maids were about to go over.

The palace maid stopped Xique, Linshuang, and Bailu, and said very politely, "His Highness has a private matter to discuss with Princess Chonghe. Please wait here for a moment, ladies."

"You can wait here," Ji Fengyao said without any hesitation.

The magpie noticed that although the location was remote, the view of the lake was unobstructed.

Knowing that their young mistress had something important to do, they did not object.

Lin Shuang moved her lips slightly, but finally said, "Your Highness, this place is secluded. If you don't have someone with you, and someone happens to see you talking alone with His Highness the Crown Prince, there will probably be a lot of gossip."

I thought you would only change your mind after you had completed your body tempering!

Ji Fengyao turned around and smiled brightly, saying in a roguish manner, "If you hear anyone gossiping behind my back, whoever it is, just break their teeth and pull out their tongue. If they cause trouble, I and the Prince will cover for you!"

Lin Shuang: "...Yes, Your Highness."

Bai Lu: "Understood, Your Highness!"

With her hands on her hips, Xique said, "Miss, I would have done it anyway even if you hadn't said anything!"

The palace maid leading the way trembled: "..."

Oh my god!

How can these bandits be so fierce and terrifying!

Does Your Highness truly intend to bring this bandit into the Eastern Palace and make her their mistress?

Ji Fengyao strode towards Shang Dongyang, calling out enthusiastically as she went, "Nephew, I heard you were looking for me!"

Shang Dongyang was maintaining the most noble, elegant, and dashing posture of his life, preparing to start the most high-class rendezvous in history with the beauty.

Unexpectedly, a hearty shout of "Nephew!" came from behind him, and he felt a sudden jolt in his heart, stumbled, and almost fell into the lake.

Bandits are indeed bandits; they have absolutely no sense of romance.

Shang Dongyang pursed his lips in resentment, barely managing to straighten his distorted features and force out what he considered to be his most gentle and affectionate smile.

He slowly turned around, looking tenderly at Ji Fengyao, who was striding towards him with an air of ruthlessness, and his eyes twitched uncontrollably once again:

This bandit was quite good-looking, charming and cute, with skin as white as snow;

But this is just too rude!

Look at her sweeping strides, her arms swinging so fast they seem to whistle through the air. If you were to walk too close to her, you'd probably get slapped away by her arm.

But when he fixed his gaze on her fair and adorable little face, and thought about her medical skills that could bring the dead back to life, Shang Dongyang still convinced himself to "bravely" maintain his gentle yet stiff smile.

"Your Highness is exceptionally beautiful, and I have long admired you. However, I have never had the opportunity to meet and talk with you. Today, taking advantage of the thirteenth brother's April banquet, I have this wonderful opportunity, and the weather is beautiful. Therefore, I sincerely invite Your Highness to enjoy the scenery and chat with me." Shang Dongyang used the gentlest voice possible, but his demeanor was extremely affected.

Ji Fengyao had only glanced at the Crown Prince from afar a few times before, and had not paid attention to his appearance;

Seeing it up close today, she was puzzled:

Although Shang Xiche's appearance is not particularly striking, he is at least presentable.

Empress Chen Ziyun was a beautiful woman with stunning looks, capable of captivating a city.

Even if they each took advantage of their weaknesses, it shouldn't have resulted in the Crown Prince having such a combination of wide eyes, short nose, narrow face, and long chin, right?