Ji Fengyao squinted and grinned mischievously, beckoning to Wu Zhong with her finger: "Brother Wu Zhong, come here for a second."
Wu Zhong was so frightened that he shivered, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
He glanced at Shang Xiye subconsciously, and seeing that Shang Xiye was also looking up at him coldly, he immediately trembled and stood there without daring to move: "Your Highness, Your Highness, what...what do you want with me?"
Seeing his cowardly appearance, as if he was about to be thrown into a vat of boiling oil, Ji Fengyao gave in: "Come here, why are you hiding so far away? I'm not going to stew you."
Wu Zhong looked mournful:
Princess, can you please do something right? Is it okay to talk like that?
You won't stew your subordinates, but Your Highness will!
Seeing that Wu Zhong was about to cry, Ji Fengyao subconsciously turned around and saw Shang Xiye glaring at her with a fierce look. She was immediately furious and glared back at Shang Xiye.
Your Highness, what are you doing that's scary again!
Shang Xiye noticed his wife's displeasure and coughed lightly: "The princess is calling you, what are you dawdling for? Come here quickly... take two steps!"
Wu Zhong: "..."
Ji Fengyao: "..."
Two steps?!
You might as well not budge an inch!
Ji Fengyao, unable to bear the stingy prince's behavior, gave up and simply transmitted her voice, saying, "Do you know who the richest people are in Hangu Pass, and who are related to the Chen family or the Crown Prince, or who are related to the forces involved in this assassination attempt? That would be helpful."
"I know, although Hangu Pass is close to the border, there are quite a few rich people there." After answering, Wu Zhong belatedly realized that his princess was a bandit, and he suddenly had an urge to pick up the words he had said and swallow them back down.
Wu Zhong hadn't had a chance to hint to Shang Xiye that he should apologize.
The young female bandit nimbly pounced on Shang Xiye, her bright eyes blinking rapidly, her voice soft and sweet: "Your Highness, I'm so bored and tired after traveling for the past few days. I'd like to relax tonight. Could you please send a few strong and healthy men to protect me?"
"I don't need many people to protect you," Shang Xiye said, his eyes lowered as he looked at his mischievous little wife, his gaze almost spitting fire.
Ji Fengyao blushed at his gaze, avoided his eyes, and pouted slightly, saying, "Hangu Pass is near the border and is a military stronghold. You have to entertain the officials and soldiers here, so it's inconvenient for you to accompany them."
"You little rascal, if you need me to cover for you, just say so. Why are you beating around the bush with me?" Shang Xiye laughed and pulled his little wife into his arms. His warm breath brushed against the little bandit's face, making her blush. "Tell me, how are you going to thank me?"
Ji Fengyao's heart pounded wildly, and she softly pushed him away, saying, "Oh, we're so familiar with each other, it would be too formal to say thank you."
"As the ancients said, even close brothers should keep clear accounts; husband and wife should also give and take to maintain harmony. Your Highness, don't you agree?" Shang Xiye smiled, his eyes sparkling, and whispered something in Ji Fengyao's ear.
Ji Fengyao's face flushed red with shock and embarrassment, and she raised her hand to hit him.
Seeing that "something was really going to happen," the four bodyguards and three maids quickly lowered their heads and left through the door.
Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye were like two children who loved and fought each other, playfully bickering and arguing, whispering sweet nothings and "discussing" things in a lively atmosphere.
It wasn't until all the officials and key soldiers guarding Hangu Pass had arrived, and several people from outside had come to invite them, that Shang Xiye finally had to go out, and the two of them barely reached an agreement.
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