The weather was sunny and warm, with a cool breeze – a perfect day for a spring outing.
The beautiful scenery matched the good mood, and upon hearing that the Sixth Prince was coming, Ji Xiaoxiao's mood instantly turned from sunny to cloudy.
"Dali, please invite them to the living room for tea. I'll change my clothes first and come back later."
How sloppy or unkempt she is at home is fine; they're family, no need to pretend. Ji Xiaoxiao tidied herself up entirely because she didn't want to embarrass the Xie family. Da Dali's mind was full of wild and unconventional ideas, but she thought Ji Xiaoxiao was planning to dress up and use her beauty to outshine the vixen trying to seduce her young lady's future husband.
"Miss, Darley will go right away." He spoke with the tragic heroism and heroic spirit of a warrior going forth never to return.
Ji Xiaoxiao found it strange. After changing her clothes, she came out and saw that Dali was truly more trouble than she was worth. The granddaughter of the dignified spirit god was left aside by her, completely ignored, while she was oblivious to the fact that she was showing great concern and care for the sixth prince, Situ Feng.
"Sixth Prince, would you like some osmanthus cake? Our young lady loves it the most." Dali smiled brightly. Whenever the Sixth Prince, Situ Feng, was hungry or thirsty, Dali would personally attend to his needs.
Is this the legendary betrayal for personal gain?
Ji Xiaoxiao pretended to cough, and Dali turned around in response, his fawning gesture suddenly stopping.
"Miss, you've arrived." Dali winked happily at Ji Xiaoxiao, his big smile like a dog that had done something great, waiting for its owner to pat it on the head and praise it.
Ji Xiaoxiao gave a nonchalant "hmm" and sat down properly next to Situ Feng.
"Why aren't you attacking people anymore?" Situ Feng's expression was inscrutable, his heart filled with both surprise and joy.
In the past, whenever the original owner saw Situ Feng, she would kick her legs and become a human bomb, crashing into Situ Feng. Over time, Situ Feng became terrified of the original owner.
Ji Xiaoxiao had no idea what Situ Feng was thinking. She waved her hand and dismissed Dali.
"The arrival of the Sixth Prince is an honor to my humble abode. Please forgive any neglect we may have shown." He can certainly come up with some nice words if he puts his mind to it.
A royal offspring, and a superior hybrid, Situ Feng suppressed his doubts and put on a faint smile on his cold face. "It is I who have come uninvited and disturbed Miss Xie."
Ji Xiaoxiao responded with a faint smile and said, "The Sixth Prince is absolutely right." The implication was clear: get lost, I don't have time to entertain you!
His polite and aloof smile suddenly froze, unable to be taken off or let go. This handsome man, at first glance, seemed to have gone mad.
His hands and feet were twitching, his eyes were slanted and his mouth was crooked, and he was foaming at the mouth. What a pitiful child.
Situ Feng's hand suddenly clenched, his neatly trimmed nails digging deep into his palm. The slight pain awakened his sleeping body.
"Meimei, don't you want to see me?" Situ Feng was very good at lowering his status and getting closer to her, and he was adept at it.
Ji Xiaoxiao picked up her teacup, lowered her head to drink, and her expression was obscured by the dim shadows.
After taking a sip of water, Ji Xiaoxiao put down her teacup. "Let's not beat around the bush, Sixth Prince. What brings you here today? Just say it frankly!"
Situ Feng glanced at the girl sitting below him, his eyes overflowing with love. His usually cold and aloof gaze softened, like winter giving way to spring, a time of vibrant life.
"Meimei, I'm sorry, I'm going to marry Qianqian." Situ Feng's tone was full of apology, mixed with struggle and hesitation. "I love Qianqian, please grant us your blessing."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xiaoxiao burst into laughter, a loud, unrestrained, and fearless laugh.
"Sixth Prince, I am not your parents. Whether you and this young lady can marry is none of my business. Besides, you don't seek your father and mother's blessing for your marriage, but instead come to my humble Xie family to ask for their approval. What about your father and mother? If people who don't know the truth find out about this, they will think that my Xie family has absolute power in the Ming Kingdom!"
Making people believe that the Xie family is the hidden overlord of the Ming Dynasty is just Situ Feng's conspiracy.
How can one tolerate another's snoring beside one's own bed? Situ Feng's actions are tantamount to ordering the current emperor to exterminate the evil family; his intentions are despicable.
Ji Xiaoxiao has traveled to many battlefields and is not the best at the intrigues and schemes within the palace, but she is more than capable of dealing with Situ Feng, who is aloof and disdains the methods of women.
Ji Xiaoxiao not only cleverly evaded Situ Feng's despicable behavior, but also, with a few words, placed Situ Feng in an unfavorable position, portraying him as unfilial to his parents, disrespectful to his elders, and disrespectful to the emperor.
To marry without consulting one's parents, to willingly debase oneself to marry a subject, and to constantly ask for their approval—is this not unfilial to one's parents, disrespectful to one's elders, and disrespectful to the emperor?
For a prince of a nation to plead with a woman without any title or official rank is shameless and utterly disgraceful.
“You…” Situ Feng suddenly stood up, startling the chair behind him.
No wonder Situ Feng was speechless and flustered. Things weren't going according to his plan, and Situ Feng was going crazy. If it were the original owner of this body who was deeply in love with Situ Feng, hearing that Situ Feng loved Xiu Qianqian and wanted to marry her with a grand wedding procession, it would be strange if she didn't fly into a rage.
Now, Ji Xiaoxiao has calmly set a trap for Situ Feng, making him not only lose his chicken but also his rice, losing both his wife and his army, suffering heavy losses.
“Meimei, are you blaming me? Blaming me for not liking you, blaming me for not marrying you. If I weren’t the granddaughter of the quasi-god Xie Li, the daughter of the god general Xie Fengfei, I…”
Situ Feng gazed deeply at Ji Xiaoxiao, his clear, bright eyes sparkling like black gemstones. Ji Xiaoxiao, instead of being moved to tears, felt a chill run down her spine, her body trembling with goosebumps. Without thinking, she interrupted Situ Feng's heartfelt words, "Stop, Your Highness, please stop. I feel like throwing up my dinner from last night."
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
