"As long as the princess agrees to my request, I will immediately send people to search for and mine it," Shang Xiye said, giving a wink to the maids at the door.
Lin Shuang and Bai Lu understood each other and took the absent-minded magpie outside.
Ji Fengyao thought Shang Xiye was going to say something confidential, so she didn't stop him: "Alright, Your Highness, please speak."
Shang Xiye waved the door shut, then hooked his long hand around Ji Fengyao's side, taking a few of her slender, white fingers in his hand. He said softly, "I know I was impetuous the other day. I hope Your Highness can forgive me this time and not be angry with me again. Is that alright?"
Ji Fengyao: "!"
Recalling the scene of changing clothes in the carriage the day before yesterday, she couldn't help but blush.
To be touched so intimately, that's a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Logically, she should be angry, but for some reason, the way he treated her wounds made her unable to be angry.
Now that he's speaking so gently and softly to her, she can't muster any anger at all.
This guy didn't inherit his master's eccentric personality, but he's a hundred times more eccentric than his master when it comes to flirting!
She had been by her devilish master's side for twenty years and had never seen him flirt with any woman, not even a little bit!
"Then Your Highness must not do that again. After all, we are not a real couple," Ji Fengyao said, feigning composure, not daring to look him in the eye.
"How can we not be husband and wife? Isn't that what the Princess always says? Aren't we husband and wife? How can we not be?" Shang Xiye rarely saw her blush. She was so cute and charming, like a little girl, that it made his heart melt.
“We haven’t even had a wedding ceremony or drunk the nuptial wine, so what kind of husband and wife are we? Your Highness, please don’t make such jokes in the future, otherwise it will be very awkward for everyone to get along.” Ji Fengyao composed herself and met Shang Xiye’s eyes firmly.
The wedding ceremony, the nuptial wine...
Shang Xiye was so speechless by her words that he wanted to slap himself. He had such a good wife, and he had to use a chicken to deal with her!
What were you thinking?
What was he thinking back then?!
"Your Highness, rest assured, we will wait in Cangzhou..."
Just as Shang Xiye was about to press her advantage and tell her to relax and get along well with him, he heard Wuying's anxious report: "Your Highness, Wuzhong has returned, and he is seriously injured!"
Upon hearing this news, Shang Xiye frowned deeply.
Wu Zhong was the most skilled among the four secret guards, which is why he put Wu Zhong in charge of the intelligence system.
Wu Zhong's men are all top-notch experts, and this time they went all out to deal with "Young Master Jia's" matter. Under such circumstances, it was somewhat unexpected that he was seriously injured.
Are people from that faction really that strong now?
It's a shame that my elder brother is still so preoccupied with seizing military power from various families, unaware that the little wolf cub under his wing is already baring its teeth and eyeing his den.
Seeing that Shang Xiye's expression suddenly changed, Ji Fengyao asked in confusion, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"Your Highness, Wu Zhong is seriously injured. Could Your Highness please help me treat him?" Shang Xiye asked, looking at Ji Fengyao.
“They’re all on our side, of course we should save him. Where is he? Take me there quickly.” Ji Fengyao nodded.
The existence of Wu Shang and Wu Zhong was a secret, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better. Ji Fengyao did not let the three maids follow her, and left the summer resort with Shang Xiye and Wu Ying.
The three of them changed carriages three times before finally arriving at a very secluded and ordinary courtyard.
When she saw Wu Zhong, even the well-informed Ji Fengyao was startled.
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