No sooner had the guards finished speaking than several people in the crowd suddenly jumped up, trying to break through the encirclement.
But the Mozhai was heavily guarded, like an iron barrel, and they were quickly driven back, choosing to end their lives in different ways.
Poison could be hidden between teeth, under fingernails, or in concealed weapons; it was impossible to guard against it all. Yet, none of the guards or secret agents managed to stop it.
Mi Jiang'er was initially defiant, struggling and screaming even after Lan Xin gagged her. But upon witnessing this intense and terrifying scene, she fainted from fright.
Ji Fengyao ordered her men to drag these people who had been dealt with away to the woodshed, and to parade them through the streets at dawn the next day.
The remaining hundred or so people were interrogated until midnight, and then handed over to Wu Shang.
Although I didn't personally complete the investigation, I still gained a lot, including people from almost all the major forces.
In particular, the Chen State Duke's mansion had the most people.
"I didn't expect the Duke of Chen's mansion to be so interested in our royal mansion. It just so happens that I am also very interested in their mansion," Ji Fengyao said in a light tone while performing acupuncture on Shang Xiye.
"I have this king in the Duke's mansion..."
“No, no, no, how can we bandits use undercover agents? Taking matters into our own hands is the right way,” Ji Fengyao interrupted Shang Xiye, then looked up and gave him a bright smile.
In the soft candlelight, her skin was as white as jade, delicate and bright, lively and charming, making her extremely endearing.
Recalling the enchanting moments of the previous night, Shang Xiye felt a dryness in her throat and a surge of restlessness within her, her voice becoming somewhat hoarse: "What does Your Highness wish to do?"
"Robbery! The gold medals and dragon pendants bestowed by the Empress Dowager and the Emperor must be put to good use. Otherwise, it would be a pity if they were taken back one day," the little bandit said, shaking her head.
She skillfully inserted the needle, completely unaware that the prince in front of her had already started wagging his wolf tail and was secretly sharpening his claws.
"If the princess wishes to do it, then let her do it," Shang Xiye's voice was even hoarse, low and full of alluring breathiness.
Ji Fengyao couldn't stand his way of speaking; her heart pounded wildly, and she dared not provoke him any further.
After the needlework was finished, the two naturally embraced and prepared to sleep.
Ji Fengyao rested her head on Shang Xiye's chest, hearing his noticeably faster heartbeat. She looked up in confusion and asked, "Your Highness, why is your heart beating so fast? Are you feeling unwell?"
Shang Xiye's eyes burned like fire, yet were as gentle as water. He turned over and pinned her beneath him: "I feel uncomfortable all over when I recall how the princess molested me in front of others. I have never been treated like this since I was born. The princess must take responsibility."
What goes around comes around.
Ji Fengyao knew this guy would definitely settle scores later, but she didn't expect it to come so quickly, and she was quite embarrassed: "I will take responsibility, of course I will take responsibility. Your Highness, please go down first, we have something to talk about... um!"
Before she could finish saying "Speak properly," the little bandit was kissed by two burning lips.
A passionate kiss overwhelmed her, sending her thoughts soaring through the clouds.
She instinctively wanted to resist, but then she heard his seductive, puppy-like voice panting softly in her ear, and his beautiful eyes, which seemed to shimmer like a starry sky, sparkled captivatingly before her: "Yaoyao, be good, I'll only take what you owe me."
These words were like a curse, draining the last bit of strength from her.
When he kissed her again, her whole world seemed to be ablaze with dazzling fireworks, making her lose herself in the moment.
"My little darling, be good..."
"Don't be afraid, Master is here..."
She could faintly hear her master's voice again, which he was trying his best to suppress, but when had he ever spoken to her in such a tone?
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