Throughout his life, even in his most destitute moments, no one dared to do anything for Shang Xiye!
Is this little bandit girl treating him like a porter?
Glancing up at Hei Xiao's resentful and astonished expression, Shang Xiye, who was about to throw the medicine boxes back onto his lap, gathered them together and neatly stacked the six medicine boxes in his arms.
Black Owl: "..." He also really wanted to sit in a wheelchair.
Ji Fengyao lay on the brocade quilt on the bed, turning her head to look at the prince who had come closer and was lying on the couch. Her voice was somewhat drowsy: "Your Highness, why don't you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the couch? I'm afraid of you like this."
"What are you afraid of?" Shang Xiye straightened his robes, lay down fully clothed, and turned his head to look at her.
"I told you, you mustn't be angry," Ji Fengyao said, moving closer to the inside, her little face showing genuine concern.
"Um."
Shang Xiye responded lightly. He had just finished working as a porter for the little female slave and had choked someone, so he was in a very good mood.
"As the saying goes, something unusual is bound to happen. For someone as unpredictable and capricious as you to suddenly become so humble and caring towards a lowly bandit like me, I am truly... terrified. Your Highness, have you gotten yourself into some trouble? Are you going to use me as a shield when you enter the palace the day after tomorrow?"
Shang Xiye: "!"
That heartless little bandit! He only slept on the couch because he felt sorry for her complaining about her back pain!
Good intentions are wasted!
"Get down! You're sleeping on my bed!" Shang Xiye suddenly stood up, his face as cold and ruthless as water.
Well, this guy, with his master's devilishly handsome face, is actually cute and fierce when he gets angry.
Ji Fengyao huddled deeper under the thin blanket, looking pitiful. "Your Highness, the antidote isn't ready yet, and the poison in my body hasn't been neutralized. Besides, you bumped me on the back of my head, and it hurts a lot. Why don't you go back to your study and let me rest for a couple of days so I can be stronger enough to take the blow for you?"
Shang Xiye was furious. This was the first time he had ever seen someone so blatantly trying to drive him away!
Somewhere on the roof.
Wu Shang silently looked up at the sky. "Princess, isn't it good to be alive? Why do you have to provoke the Prince to the point of death?"
Shang Xiye slapped the long couch and leaped to Ji Fengyao's side like a hawk flying into the forest. He grabbed her hand, which she was holding to her chest in a panic, and tried to pull her off the bed.
Ji Fengyao refused, trying her best to shrink back and fall down, attempting to protect her place: "Your Highness, Your Highness, please don't be angry. I volunteered to take the knife for you, really, I swear!"
Is he the kind of person who uses tricks to get women to take the blame for him?
Well, I did have those two concubines and four mistresses before.
But he never considered asking her to take the knife for him; all he was thinking about was how to protect her!
That heartless little bandit is driving me crazy!
"Get up! In this manor, I have never said anything I couldn't keep." Shang Xiye lifted her up forcefully, but was afraid of touching her again and dared not use too much force: "I said you should sleep on the couch, so you have to sleep on the couch."
Ji Fengyao still wanted to salvage her bed, but her hands were immobile, while her legs were tightly wrapped around his waist: "Your Highness, I apologize for what I said. I slept in the carriage all the way and only slept in bed for two days. I haven't recovered my energy yet!"
"Miss, your medicine is brewing..." Xique burst in from outside, carrying a bowl of medicine, and saw two people tightly entwined together inside the bed curtains, one on top of the other.
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