Upon hearing his wife mention this matter, Shang Xiye stopped making a fuss and seriously recounted everything that had happened after he went to the source.
After learning the whole story, Ji Fengyao had her own plan: "Your Highness, the Xue Bingling siblings saved your life, but Your Highness later led the various demon beast tribes to defeat a million-strong army of demon beasts, allowing them to escape from a hopeless situation. This debt of gratitude can be considered repaid."
"My little wife, I haven't paid any attention to anyone else, so you can't be angry with me anymore." Shang Xiye didn't hear the little bandit's words of forgiveness. His voice was low and soft, and he sounded aggrieved, like a spoiled little puppy.
If it weren't for the fact that her body was still sore and weak, Ji Fengyao would have believed that this big bad wolf was actually a little puppy who could be easily manipulated.
But even though she understood, she couldn't stop this wolf in sheep's clothing from looking at her with those pitiful eyes.
The moment she met his eyes, she couldn't help but feel her heart flutter and soften. She recklessly reached out and touched his face, saying softly, "Okay, I'm not angry with you anymore, don't do this."
"My little wife, please comfort me, or else I'll be in trouble." Shang Xiye couldn't stand his little wife's soft words and was pushing her luck.
Ji Fengyao: "...!"
"Little wife, if you don't comfort me, it means you're still angry and don't believe me." Shang Xiye shamelessly held the little bandit's hand and pressed it against his heart. His low, soft voice, full of magnetism, was irresistibly charming: "If you don't believe me, touch it and see how much my heart hurts."
Ji Fengyao's face darkened: "You can feel heartache by touch? Shang Xiye, I don't believe your nonsense!"
But her fingers touched a long, fresh scar with scabs that hadn't completely fallen off.
Ji Fengyao lifted the sheet to look, and there were still many scabs like this on his chest and back.
She hadn't noticed because she was so exhausted from all the commotion.
Now that I see it clearly, I realize how terrifying these seemingly healed wounds were.
"It was left over from the final battle with the demon army. It's nothing to worry about. I always remember that I need to stay alive to see my little wife, so..."
Before Shang Xiye could finish speaking, Ji Fengyao pounced on him and sealed his mouth with her soft, sweet kiss.
Before long, a few drops of wetness fell on my face, hot and burning.
Shang Xiye knew that those were the silly girl's tears.
Feeling her tenderness for him, he became even more heartbroken and unable to control himself, and for a moment the room was filled with an endless heat.
Before she completely fell into a deep sleep, the little bandit whispered to the seemingly tireless big-tailed wolf, "Your Highness... Master... Husband, you must take good care of yourself from now on."
Shang Xiye was stunned for a moment, and then, because of this loving sentence, she went crazy all night.
When Ji Fengyao woke up the next morning, she felt refreshed.
I could feel the spiritual energy surrounding me.
The young female bandit glanced around and, good heavens, the entire area around the bed was filled with spirit stones, which he had arranged into a medium-sized spirit-gathering array.
Even so, the young female bandit still felt as if she had been run over by several trucks, and her whole body felt uncomfortable.
It's clear how badly this big bad wolf tormented her.
"I'm sorry, my little wife," the prince apologized sincerely at the first moment, but his next words completely exposed his lack of remorse. He leaned down and whispered in the little bandit's ear, "Next time, I'll teach you the method of dual cultivation, and you won't be so tired."
The satisfied smile on his face made Ji Fengyao's teeth itch.
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