Ji Fengyao's eyes lit up as she looked at him, and she exclaimed in admiration, "Big brother, your outfit really does resemble that of the young master of the Marquis's mansion."

"I was originally the heir of the Marquis's family," Ji Fengming said smugly, tightening his collar.

The magpies happily gathered around, shamelessly touching Ji Fengming's smooth sleeves: "Young Master looks so handsome in this outfit, he even outshines the son-in-law."

An innocent son-in-law caught in the crossfire commented: What's so great about it? Men should wear armor and riding attire!

He reached up and rubbed his magnificent royal robes. *cough*

He doesn't compare himself to a greenhorn.

“Luckily, my elder brother and father are smart. All day long, I was worried that you and father would come over with knives and kill people.” Ji Fengyao pulled Ji Fengming to sit down at the table, and turned to Wuhen, who was pretending not to see, and said, “Move the prince into the inner room. It’s time to give him acupuncture.”

"That's right, my father, my sister, and I are of one mind and have a tacit understanding... Sister, I just arrived, and you're not going to talk to me? Are you going to send me away already?" As expected, once a woman gets married, she only cares about her husband. Ji Fengming was heartbroken.

Shang Xiye's lips curled slightly, his face looking profound.

“No, you can sit here and we can talk through the screen,” Ji Fengyao said, turning around to look at Ji Fengming and explaining earnestly, “I started giving him acupuncture yesterday. Until I can prepare the antidote, he can’t stop receiving acupuncture once a day, otherwise the residual poison will retaliate and his wounds will be in a lot of pain.”

"Oh, that's right, a doctor should have medical ethics." Ji Fengming was relieved. Sure enough, his sister was still his most caring sister.

Shang Xiye's face darkened, and he secretly ground his back teeth.

I really want to call someone to stop my father-in-law, who just ran away with a knife on the roof, and throw the two knives in his hand in front of this hateful brother-in-law, slap his face until it's swollen, and see if he still looks good.

While administering acupuncture, Ji Fengyao inquired about the preparations and arrangements at the Marquis of Anping's residence. The brother and sister chatted very congenially.

Xi Que sat next to Ji Fengming, occasionally interjecting with a comment.

Wuhen glanced at Xique out of the corner of his eye and saw the adoring, infatuated look on her face as she stared at Ji Fengming. He thought to himself, "Birds of a feather flock together. Bandits like bandits. This scene is really an eyesore!"

Dianxiang Pavilion.

Consort Jia, wearing a high-waisted nightgown and a thin gauze cover-up, lay languidly on the chaise longue by the window. With her slender, delicate fingers adorned with bright red nail polish, she gently stirred the clear, fragrant sweet soup in the jade bowl with a silver spoon.

Her long, narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, her gaze full of calculation.

Rongju returned from outside the courtyard, bringing with her a touch of the night's coolness, prompting Consort Jia to look up at her.

"Your Highness, the Prince has dealt with Madam Bai and has already detained her in the woodshed. He said he will deal with her himself once the Princess Consort wakes up," Rongju said solemnly and carefully, repeating the words verbatim.

Upon hearing this, Qing Sang's expression tightened, and he didn't dare to breathe loudly, ready to kneel down and clean up the broken bowls at any moment.

Surprisingly, Consort Jia did not smash the bowl.

Consort Jia didn't seem angry. She just tilted her head and thought for a moment, then murmured in confusion, "Do the Empress Dowager and the Emperor really value that female bandit so much? Are they so sure she won't die?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly smiled.

Qing Sang felt uneasy at Jia Fei's unusual behavior and mustered her courage to ask, "Your Highness, over the years, no matter what happens in the manor, the Prince has always been extremely lenient with the ladies and mistresses. But as soon as that bandit entered the manor, the Prince punished Madam Bai on her behalf. The Prince is so biased towards that vulgar bandit, why are you still smiling?"