Hui Mian spat on the ground angrily and said, "Ungrateful wretch! If it weren't for Your Highness, she wouldn't be where she is today."
"Instruct your servants to take good care of her," Consort Yin said calmly, skimming the foam from the teacup with the lid. "If she is not fortunate enough to recover, no one can say that we have not treated her well."
Hui Jin understood and bowed slightly in reply, "Yes."
After taking a sip of tea, Consort Yin raised her fox-like, alluring eyes again and said, "Send someone to Cixi Palace to find out who the Empress Dowager has been meeting these past two days."
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the Geng bell rang in the palace.
Besides the eldest son, Crown Prince Shang Dongyang was born;
Of all the princes and princesses, only the thirteenth prince held a banquet in April and rang the Geng bell to announce to the world that all should celebrate.
It is clear that the emperor truly bestowed great favor upon the thirteenth prince this time.
Ji Fengyao, like everyone else in the capital, was awakened by the Geng Bell.
I'm here today with a mission.
With the skillful hands of Lin Shuang and Bai Lu, Ji Fengyao was given a little makeover:
Today she wore a pink and white long dress with a smoky pink embroidered rose wide-sleeved outer garment, and her hair was styled in a half-up bun on top of her head, with the rest of her hair flowing smoothly down her back.
In addition to the three phoenix hairpins symbolizing her status, Lin Shuang also added a curtain of fine, white pearl ornaments to each side of her hair, making her originally chubby face appear even more fair-skinned, delicate, cute, and lively.
Looking at her reflection in the bronze mirror, Ji Fengyao, who usually didn't care much about her appearance, was quite pleased with her look and praised, "Lin Shuang's hands are getting more and more skillful."
"Not at all, Your Highness flatters me," Lin Shuang said with a gentle and humble smile.
After making all the necessary arrangements at the Ink Studio, Shang Xiye came to Hui Nuan Pavilion to pick up the little bandit girl.
In the dim light of dawn, the young female bandit came towards me. The petite girl had long, flowing hair, her hairpins swayed gently, and her steps were light and graceful, her long skirt fluttering in the breeze.
Her charming and delicate appearance, so fresh and tender, was simply captivating.
When Shang Xiye thought of the purpose of her visit to the palace today, she felt jealous. She quickly went to greet her and pulled the little bandit into her arms, looking aggrieved: "My little wife, you look so beautiful today. I've never seen you put so much effort into dressing up for me before."
That soft, low murmur sounded like the whimpering of a wronged puppy.
Ji Fengyao couldn't stand his appearance the most; half of her body went limp. She reached out and took his arm, nestling close to him and whispering, "Your Highness, please don't do this. We're going to take care of important business."
"If you can avoid it as much as possible, you absolutely can't let anyone look at you even once." Shang Xiye held the little bandit girl tightly, unwilling to let go, and even had an urge to carry her back and hide her away.
Ji Fengyao chuckled at his stingy behavior, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart, and her voice softened: "Okay, don't worry, no one can take advantage of me, hmm?"
"Hmm," Shang Xiye nodded, then bent down and picked up the little bandit girl in his arms, saying, "I'll carry you out."
Seeing the maids around her secretly laughing, Ji Fengyao blushed and struggled a couple of times in protest, but Shang Xiye held her even tighter.
"Oh dear, Your Highness, we don't need to act anymore, why are you still being so reckless?" Ji Fengyao's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed, and she complained softly, "Look, everyone is laughing at us, how embarrassing."
Upon hearing this, Shang Xiye stopped and loudly asked the maids and guards around him, "Who, who dares to laugh at me and the Queen?"
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