He probably likes magpies too much, so lately he unconsciously incorporates magpie preferences and thought processes into his speech and actions.
This was extremely dangerous for him, as the Ninth Prince's personal bodyguard, and for the Prince himself. Fortunately, the Prince and Wu Shang's words brought him to his senses in time.
"Your Highness, I understand," Wuhen said, hands behind his back, offering his apology: "I was negligent and am willing to accept punishment."
"It's good to suffer a little pain and learn a lesson. Then go and receive twenty lashes," Shang Xiye nodded calmly.
"Your Highness, his skin is thick and tough. Twenty strokes of the military rod won't even hurt him. What pain could he possibly feel? How about forty strokes? I'll personally go and give him the beating," Wu Ying said with a wicked grin.
Wuhen: "...Are they brothers?"
Wuying, Wushang, and Wuzhong shook their heads in unison: "There is no blood relation, so of course not."
Wuhen: "!!!" That's heartbreaking!
Shang Xiye glanced sideways at the four increasingly resilient fellows and said in a low voice, "The four of you will go together, and each of you will receive forty strokes of the military rod; if you've shared the pain and the beatings, you'll come back as brothers."
The four guards immediately looked displeased: "Yes, Your Highness!"
After dinner, Shang Xiye handed Song Huiru and Qian Yingying's information to Ji Fengyao: "Yaoyao, Song Huiru claims to know about my mother, but her life story clearly shows no connection to my mother, and she could never have met her. What do you think about this?"
Ji Fengyao: "..."
I'm not Yuanfang!
However, the premise of "a sudden change in temperament, and then life begins to take off" seems so familiar.
"Her character is very similar to mine," Ji Fengyao exclaimed in sudden realization.
"With you...?" Shang Xiye's devilish intelligence was still online: "You mean, she is also...?"
“Very likely, otherwise it’s impossible to explain how she knows about Consort Lian when she doesn’t even know you.” Ji Fengyao said, her interest piqued, “Why don’t you try her out on the day of the Prince’s wedding?”
"You want me to share a room with her on my wedding day?" Shang Xiye knew that Ji Fengyao didn't mean it that way, but he was still a little angry.
"Didn't she ask you to go? If you don't go, how will you know the truth?" Ji Fengyao said frankly.
Then I realized something seemed off.
Just as he was pondering this, the prince stood up and stepped over the small square table.
With a swift movement of his long arms, he scooped the young female bandit into his embrace and pounced on her, showering her with kisses.
Finally, with a resentful look on his face, he said, "My dear wife, am I so insignificant in your heart that you want me to consummate my marriage with another woman?"
Ji Fengyao was completely bewildered: "When...when did I ask you to consummate your marriage with another woman?"
"Then tell me, what was I doing in Song Huiru's room on our wedding night?" Shang Xiye reminded her, gently pinching her ear.
Ji Fengyao then realized that the date and time requested by Song Huiru were very sensitive.
On the day of the wedding, and at night.
Even if Shang Xiye went there and did nothing, others would still think that the two of them had consummated their marriage.
If Song Huiru were to bleed herself out, staining a bed sheet or something;
Even if she conceives a child in the future, no one will believe that it isn't Shang Xiye's.
"In this life, I only want to be with my little wife." Seeing the little bandit girl lost in thought, her innocent and adorable appearance was incredibly endearing. The prince leaned closer and whispered, "Little wife, I didn't see you wearing any incense, but you smell so good. I love it..."
"...? We agreed that last time was an accident, and that we wouldn't..."
Ji Fengyao belatedly realized that her objections had stopped abruptly.
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