"If you are still unwilling to give up and have improper thoughts about the Prince..." Ji Fengyao said, glancing up at the magpie.
The magpie understood immediately and pulled out the short whip with terrifying barbs from its sleeve. Like Ji Fengyao's most loyal guardian, it said in a deep voice, "If you want to get close to our son-in-law, you have to ask this whip in my hand first!"
Holy crap!
Is this what you call not being autocratic?
This is clearly blatant intimidation!
Even with Song Huier's self-confidence and intelligence, she was still horrified when she saw the short whip in Xique's hand:
That whip would probably kill him half to death!
After a brief conversation, no one dared to respond.
Several newcomers to the mansion were so frightened that they fled in panic.
Chanyu Heye also got up to take his leave.
But Ji Fengyao reached out and stopped her: "Sister Heye, please wait a moment. The Prince and I have something to say to you."
Hearing her say that, Shanyu Heye guessed what was going on in his mind. He blushed instantly, lowered his head, and silently sat back down.
Xi Ningchang, who was waiting to leave with Shanyu Heye, was speechless.
Xi Que glared at her fiercely: "What are you still doing here? Are you waiting for our young lady and son-in-law to invite you to lunch?"
Xi Ningchang: "...No, no, this humble servant will take her leave now!"
"Zhuoya, Zhuola, you two go and wait outside first," Shanyu Heye said shyly to the two maids beside him.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Zhuoya and Zhuola agreed in unison and went to stand guard at the door with Linshuang and Bailu.
Only Xique and Wuying remained in the room.
Shanyu Heye knew that these two were Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye's most loyal confidants, so she naturally trusted them.
"Sister Heye, I've already mentioned your matter with Wushang to the Prince," Ji Fengyao said, then stopped and turned to look at Shang Xiye.
Shanyu Heye was also on edge, glancing at Shang Xiye with a mixture of trepidation and guilt: "Your Highness, Heye...I'm sorry."
“It’s nothing. We were never meant to be husband and wife,” Shang Xiye said in a low but gentle voice, raising his voice to call out, “Wu Shang, come in.”
Wu Shang then appeared and entered the house, his eyes filled with barely suppressed excitement.
He solemnly clasped his hands and knelt before Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao, saying, "Your Highness, Your Highness!"
Shang Xiye reached out and gently lifted Wushang up, saying, "Wushang, you shouldn't have kept this from me."
"Your Highness, I deserve to die, but back then..." Wu Shang said, about to kneel down again.
"I am not such a pedantic person," Shang Xiye stopped him again, saying, "To others, this would be a great disgrace. But you all know my intentions better than anyone else."
As Shang Xiye spoke, he reached out and took the little bandit girl's chubby little hand in his own.
Ji Fengyao met his warm and satisfied gaze, and her heart also felt sweet and tender.
Immediately afterwards, Shang Xiye changed his tone, revealing a rare hint of roguishness. He patted Wu Shang on the shoulder in the same manner as a little bandit, and said with a sigh of relief, "As you know, the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and those ministers in the court are always sending women to my residence; just yesterday, they sent in three more, and I'm under a lot of pressure. If you could help me take one back to raise, that would be really great."
Wu Shang: "..."
What was clearly a beautiful love story turned into something like reducing burdens and helping the poor when told to his master.
Shanyu Heye: "..."
Is the Prince's Mansion in such financial difficulty?
She didn't seem to eat much, did she?
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