Perhaps she was too engrossed in thinking, because after Ji Fengyao drifted off to sleep, she actually had a dream.
In his dream, Shang Xiye wore Erkang's face and was intimately entangled with a woman whose back was very beautiful.
When Ji Fengyao woke up in the morning, Shang Xiye was talking to someone in the outer hall. His deep voice, which seemed to have a cooling effect, was rigid, cold, and utterly devoid of any charm.
Ji Fengyao raised her little paw and scratched her head:
She was overthinking it. Even if the sky were to fall, the Ninth Prince probably wouldn't be as swayed as Er Kang.
But why is she so obsessed with Consort Qin? Is she poisonous?
From noon to afternoon, a royal banquet is held on a dragon boat.
The accompanying ministers and noble ladies were all dressed in their finest attire, and Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao were no exception.
Just like before, Ji Fengyao didn't pile on all the prescribed clothes and jewelry. She wore only a plain pinkish-blue inner skirt, with a white gauze shawl adorned with gold cloud patterns. Two phoenix hairpins and a hair ornament, all within the prescribed rules, were inserted into a simple cloud-like hairstyle gathered at her ears. A touch of rouge between her eyebrows, her eyebrows lightly painted but without any makeup.
Her skin was as white as jade, her clear and bright eyes sparkled, and every smile and frown was radiant and lovely, full of charm.
Shang Xiye was also dressed in a lake-blue casual robe, but the golden crown on his head had been replaced with a jade crown. His long, straight, black hair was even better than that of many women. Even though he wore a mask to conceal his peerless beauty, his dazzling and captivating eyes and extraordinary temperament alone were enough to easily make him the center of attention.
The two boarded a small boat together, then joined hands to board the dragon boat. They were a handsome couple, a perfect match.
Concubines were not allowed to attend such occasions. Furthermore, the first wives of the high-ranking officials in Kyoto were mostly from marriage alliances based on self-interest, so their appearance and character were often less than ideal.
As a result, apart from the young concubines in the harem, the sixteen-year-old Ji Fengyao became a rather conspicuous presence at today's banquet.
Many ministers secretly murmured: No wonder the Ninth Prince fell for this bandit; he really is a charming person.
And the wives of these ministers: Damn it, vixens!
Even the concubines in the palace, who were caught between being favored and not favored, frequently glanced at Ji Fengyao with a hint of jealousy.
Ji Fengyao sat calmly next to Shang Xiye, eating the amethyst agate from the fruit plate without any regard for her image, her big, bright eyes scanning the crowd of concubines.
That row of women, some plump and some slender, were all top-notch beauties. Which one was Consort Qin?
Um, could it be the one with daggers in their eyes?
Ji Fengyao suddenly exchanged a glance with Qin Weiyang, her teeth chattered, and she bit her tongue: "Ah...!"
"What's wrong?" Shang Xiye turned around with concern.
"I bit my tongue!" Ji Fengyao covered her mouth in pain and answered with a slurred tongue.
Lady Chen, who was standing to the side, lowered her head to drink her tea and glanced at her with disdain: "A vulgar bandit!"
Seeing the little bandit girl's cute little face all squished up, Shang Xiye couldn't help but laugh. He reached out and pinched it, asking softly, "Did you bite it? Should we call the imperial physician?"
"You forgot, I..." Ji Fengyao almost let it slip.
Shang Xiye quickly grabbed her chin to stop her from speaking, and pretended to look: "Let me see how serious it is."
The Emperor and Empress Dowager in the hall exchanged a glance, their faces dark with resentment. Princess Zhaoping was so angry that she bit her lower lip.
Ji Fengyao glanced sideways at the reactions of the three people above and secretly kicked Shang Xiye: That's enough, why are you still setting fires? If you keep setting fires, the entire stronghold will burn down.
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