Shang Xiye subtly moved closer to her, but not daring to get too close for fear of arousing her suspicion.
"Does Your Highness think I am handsome?"
The voice, deliberately seductive, was extremely soft and shallow, mostly a breathy sound, and incredibly alluring.
Ji Fengyao was focused on applying the medicine when she was suddenly drawn in by his alluring voice, and her gaze instinctively moved upwards to meet his.
Oh My God.
Did this person's eyes suddenly fill with a whole dazzling galaxy? Why are they so radiant and beautiful?
"It looks good, it looks really good," she replied, going along with her feelings.
Master's appearance is naturally good-looking, but the features on his face are not only good-looking, but also very alluring.
“But I don’t think it looks very good,” Shang Xiye quietly leaned closer, his voice becoming softer and gentler: “At least, not as good-looking as the Princess Consort.”
Bang!
Ji Fengyao felt something explode heavily in her heart, making her heart leap and hit her chest, making her feel dizzy, palpitating, trembling, and numb.
"I seem to remember that the Princess Consort said she would teach me something at the Cuihong Pavilion," Shang Xiye said, leaning closer again.
His head tilted slightly, and his lips, like white tea in April, gently touched hers.
Two thick, long, curled eyelashes slowly closed in front of her almost blank eyes, intertwining with hers.
Ji Fengyao's thoughts were still stuck a moment ago: what did she say to him at Cuihong Tower?
Wait, what was he doing at Cuihong Tower?
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Feeling the gentle warmth between her lips and teeth, Ji Fengyao's eyes widened and she snapped back to reality. She stared at the prince who was so close to her, his features so handsome and his expression so gentle. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Shang Xiye...!"
"Your Highness, you said you would teach me," came the soft, puppy-like whimper, her clear, innocent, and aggrieved eyes—it was simply irresistible!
The flames of anger that had been flickering in Ji Fengyao's heart were like those that had encountered a gentle spring rain, unable to ignite. She lost all her momentum when she spoke: "This, I can't teach!"
"But the princess clearly said she would teach you, so why can't she teach you now?" Shang Xiye pressed her, pinning her against the edge of the small square table behind her.
"I... I don't even know how to do it myself, how can I teach you..." Ji Fengyao shouted weakly, feeling her face burning, and got up to leave.
Seeing her shy and delicate appearance, Shang Xiye could no longer resist. He picked her up, turned her around, pressed her onto the couch, leaned over her, and kissed her softly again, his voice more passionate and seductive than ever before: "Then, Your Highness, you shall study with me."
"I...uh!"
You big jerk, who the hell wants to learn this from you!
Just as Ji Fengyao was about to protest, he pressed his lips against hers, capturing her tongue.
He held her firmly, his hands gently cupping her face to prevent her from moving. His masculine and domineering aura instantly filled her nostrils and lungs.
Ji Fengyao felt a strange, tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body, leaving her feeling weak.
Sensing the changes in his body and his increasingly restless hands, Ji Fengyao finally regained some clarity from her confusion and quickly pushed him away while he was in a daze.
"Shang Xiye, you bastard! We're not really husband and wife. If you dare to do this again, I'm cutting ties with you, and we're done!"
After uttering those harsh words, Ji Fengyao blushed and fled in a panic.
Shang Xiye looked at the little bandit who was fleeing in defeat, and her words just now echoed in his ears, making him feel both sweet and heartbroken.
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