"Could it be that back then..."
The slender man in black looked puzzled, but seeing that he couldn't stop Shang Xiye, he didn't chase after her.
His Majesty only ordered him to stop Shang Xiye for a quarter of an hour, and now that he's being let go, the timing is perfect.
Before the group of women could get there, Shang Xiye burst into the hall through a window at the back side, like an eagle spreading its wings.
The scene inside the hall filled him with rage.
Inside the half-curtained red silk tent, a man dressed in a cream-colored robe embroidered with gold cloud patterns was half-embracing a small figure draped in red silk. Both of them were clearly not in their right mind.
Although nothing has happened yet, it is enough to enrage Shang Xiye, who wishes he could immediately massacre the entire imperial city.
They really angered him this time!
Sensing Shang Xiye approaching, Shang Beiyu tightened his grip on the little bandit girl.
If there hadn't been such a shortage of time, and if this body hadn't been so weak that it couldn't help the little bandit girl fully return her soul, he really wouldn't have wanted to hand her back to the Ninth Prince at this time.
Now that things have come to this, we must play our part to the fullest.
Shang Beiyu cupped the little bandit's face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her.
Shang Xiye's knuckles cracked as he grabbed Shang Beiyu by the back of his collar and slammed him onto the floor beside the bed. Ji Fengyao, who was clinging tightly to Shang Beiyu, was pulled up with him, her limp body arcing through the air before crashing heavily onto the edge of the bed.
Shang Xiye reached out and pulled her back into his arms, cupping her flushed face in his hands. Feeling her burning body temperature, he tenderly called out, "My little wife, I'm here. Can you still recognize me?"
Ji Fengyao's eyes were misty, a mixture of fear and joy.
The intense fright nearly caused her soul to leave her body, and now her soul has not fully returned, while her body is completely controlled by the drugs, leaving her in a state of confusion.
But her master's image was firmly etched into her soul.
He was the only important person in her early childhood world.
"Master... Master, save me..."
She clung to him tightly, gripping him. Though her last three words were still broken and incoherent, they were still faintly discernible, her low sobs like those of a badly injured kitten, piercing the heart.
A dark glint flashed in Shang Beiyu's eyes as he lay on the floor beside the bed.
It seems that this young female bandit has indeed fallen deeply in love with the Ninth Prince.
Shang Xiye looked at his wife, who was delirious and only instinctively snuggling towards him. Although he was also very moved and wanted to respond to her, this was clearly not the right place.
At this moment, some of the women who were eager to see a good show rushed in.
Inside the room, Shang Beiyu, seemingly in a daze, lay half-fallen on the ground, his clothes disheveled.
Although the little bandit was in Shang Xiye's arms and covered by a red silk ribbon, it looked as if Shang Xiye had draped it over her later to cover her up.
The bandit's flushed face was clearly abnormal.
And at this very moment, that shameless bandit, still shameless, was hugging the Ninth Prince and pressing himself against him.
"My God, what am I seeing!" The energetic actress, Concubine A, couldn't help but scream exaggeratedly, instantly attracting everyone outside to come in.
Everyone who saw this scene was speechless with astonishment.
Shang Xiye originally intended to carry Ji Fengyao away, but seeing this situation and hearing the chaotic footsteps outside, he knew that the other party was prepared.
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