Inside the carriage, Ji Fengyao clutched Shang Xiye's collar, her face full of exasperation: "Your Highness, your performance was too intense, causing the fans to feel extremely uncomfortable and faint in the street."
"What does this have to do with me?"
Shang Xiye cupped her soft little hand against her cheek, looking down at her with increasing delight. Her phoenix eyes were exceptionally beautiful, clear and bright like water, seemingly filled with dappled sunlight that warmed the heart. Her delicate, upturned nose was incredibly charming, and her cherry-red lips below were glossy, sweet, and alluring.
At such close proximity, their warm breaths mingled together.
Ji Fengyao felt his heartbeat and body tremble with the movement of the carriage. The mask covered most of his face, making his eyes appear even more like they held the vastness of stars, captivating and awe-inspiring.
She became clearer and clearer in his eyes, and their long eyelashes almost intertwined.
Shang Xiye closed his eyes, his heart churning like boiling water, almost causing him to lose his mind on the spot.
Holy crap, this guy actually kissed her in the street!
Ji Fengyao belatedly realized what was happening, and then, in a sudden, unexpected move, she shoved the unsuspecting Shang Xiye aside, sending him tumbling to the ground.
A muffled thud startled both of them awake.
"Your Highness," Wu Ying called out awkwardly and worriedly, not daring to lift the carriage curtain as casually as Xi Que, otherwise, if others saw this scene, his prince's lifelong reputation would be truly ruined.
"Your Highness!" Ji Fengyao's face flushed red as she rushed down to help Shang Xiye up. She said in a low voice, feeling ashamed, angry, and guilty, "I didn't mean it. It's you... what are you doing? What have I done to offend you? Are you going to retaliate against me?"
Shang Xiye had never been so embarrassed and ashamed, but seeing her embarrassed and frustrated little face, he wanted to laugh. He helped her up and sat her down, slowly straightened his clothes, and said with a straight face, "Didn't the princess complain that I was too detached? I have ruined my image and tried my best. The princess's response is a bit ungrateful."
Ji Fengyao: "!"
Can someone tell her why she didn't just kick him to death?!
She was the one who got taken advantage of, and he's the one who told her, so why should she be thanking him profusely?!
"Young master, we've arrived at Binxiang Tower!" Xi Que's loud voice came from outside the carriage, and the procession stopped at that moment.
Wu Ying got into the car and helped Shang Xiye into a wheelchair.
Ji Fengyao was about to see him off when Shang Xiye took her hand and pressed her back down, saying gently, "Your Highness, please wait here. I remember your preferences and will buy you all the food you like."
His tender and doting manner towards his wife made many passersby envious.
"The Ninth Prince is ruined; he has completely given up on himself."
"Alas, from now on, the God of War of our Great Zhao will no longer be aloof, but will be lost among the masses."
Ji Fengyao was also so frightened by him that her heart was racing and she looked completely bewildered:
This guy's acting was so convincing; even his co-star almost believed it was real. Giving him an Oscar would be an understatement; he's definitely a top-tier actor!
When Shang Xiye returned, he was indeed carrying large and small bags of pastries in his arms. Along the way, he would carefully tuck the paper bags into his arms from time to time, as if he were protecting some rare treasure.
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