The servants in the kitchen were so shocked that they stopped what they were doing, staring in fear at the large maid with the pig-like head on the ground, then at the murderous Xi Que.

Xique pointed at the head maid, who was almost knocked to pieces, and said domineeringly, "I don't care who you are. You're the emperor's own princess, so I can hit you. But if anyone dares to disrespect my young lady again, I'll cut out your tongues next time. And if you dare to do it again, I'll chop off your heads! Humph!"

A single "humph" startled everyone present, causing them to jerk.

Bandits are really scary!

But she hit Tinglan, the head maidservant who served the prince. Tinglan was also Jiafei's dowry maid. The prince always treated Jiafei and this maid differently from others. Is this really okay?

Ji Fengyao was awakened by a loud commotion. The woman was crying her heart out, repeatedly saying that she wanted to apologize to her, and the noise made it impossible for Ji Fengyao to ignore her.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Shang Xiye sitting on the chaise lounge opposite him, resting with his eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to the noise outside.

It was already dusk, and candles had been lit in the courtyard of the post station.

Ji Fengyao had just woken up and was still not quite clear on the situation. She thought the wedding procession had set up camp in some desolate wilderness. She got up and was about to lift the curtain of the carriage to see what was going on outside when she saw Shang Xiye suddenly open his eyes and silently beckon to her with his finger.

Shang Xiye wore a purple and dark gold python robe symbolizing his status as a prince. The dark gold cloud-patterned cuffs were half-draped over the back of his unusually pale hands, which made his skin look like jade and his fingers look long and slender.

Ji Fengyao: "..." What does hooking fingers mean?

Is this guy flirting with her?

"If the Princess Consort does not forgive Tinglan, Tinglan will kowtow until she dies here. Your Highness, Princess Consort Jia, Tinglan can no longer serve you..." The wailing that rang out again outside the carriage left Ji Fengyao even more bewildered.

What happened when I woke up?

"Didn't you want to cooperate with me? Come here." Shang Xiye's thin lips moved slightly, and his voice, transmitted through secret means, reached the ears subtly.

Your Highness, Princess Jia, and Tinglan.

Ji Fengyao considered the three titles in her mind, made up her mind, and quietly crawled to Shang Xiye's side, whispering, "What, you don't like it...?"

Shang Xiye quickly reached out and pulled her to his side, interrupting her words. He lifted her chin and whispered softly, "Princess, don't be naughty. I like you very much."

Ji Fengyao: "!"

You jerk, you big jerk, trying to stir up trouble for me?

"It was your people who caused this mess. You don't expect me to clean up your mess, do you?" Shang Xiye's voice entered my ears again, still using the secret transmission technique.

Ji Fengyao was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening and called out, "Xi Que, what's going on outside?"

With a carefree air, Xique lifted the carriage curtain, her face beaming with joy. "Miss, you're awake! I've prepared your favorite dishes for you." She turned to the person beside her and called out, "Lü'er, take the food to the carriage for Miss and Young Master."

Tinglan, who was kneeling in front of the carriage, took the opportunity to secretly look up. She was immediately struck as if by lightning and forgot to cry out.

How could that be!

The Ninth Prince, who has always been averse to women, was actually embracing that bandit!

"ah?"

Greenie, carrying the food box, hesitated to get on the carriage, finding the situation inside quite strange!

"Go on, Miss hasn't rested well these past two days, she must be hungry," Xique urged.

Greenie couldn't avoid it, so she had to get on the carriage timidly, keeping her head down and not daring to look around. She placed the food from the food box on the small square table, and when she came out, her forehead was already covered with a layer of fine sweat.

Xi Que ignored the two people embracing in the carriage, simply rolled up the curtain, and then answered Ji Fengyao's earlier question in a very casual tone: "Miss, this maid spoke disrespectfully to you earlier, and I taught her a lesson. Now she probably knows she was wrong, so she has come to kowtow and apologize to you."