After hearing this, Qin Weiyang gave Shang Xiye a meaningful look.
Five years ago, when she first returned to the capital with Shang Xiye, she pretended that she didn't know how to ride a horse and wanted to ride with Shang Xiye. Shang Xiye refused, but personally taught her how to ride a horse and explained how to control it, so that the horse would obey her in a very short time.
At that time, Shang Xiye said that the more unruly a horse is, the more sense of accomplishment it brings when it is tamed.
Judging from the looks of it now, isn't this bandit just a wild horse?
Heh, since the poison has already been administered, Shang Xiye, you can just guard your beloved fiery steed and watch her rot and die right in front of you!
"Qixuan, it's alright. It was just that I didn't know the Ninth Prince's temperament," Qin Weiyang said, standing still and pretending to be magnanimous.
Shang Xiye glanced at her coldly, said nothing, and turned to lead the little bandit away, but Ji Fengyao raised her hand in time, took the first step down the gangway, and boarded the small boat to go back.
Ji Fengyao's wide, soft sleeves slipped through Shang Xiye's grasp and finally disappeared.
Shang Xiye's heart tightened as well: the little bandit seemed to be angry, and very seriously so!
Wuying and Wuhen also noticed, and the two quickly carried Shang Xiye off the boat and onto the ship.
On the ship of Prince Su's mansion.
Due to the restrictions on the number of people and their status, Consort Jia and Consort Jin, who were unable to attend the imperial banquet, stayed together, drinking tea, playing chess, and chatting in Consort Jia's room.
Through the open window, the two saw Ji Fengyao jump off the boat first, ignoring Shang Xiye the whole way. When she returned to her own boat, she was the first to board and leave.
Consort Jia couldn't help but happily guess that the bandit must have made a huge fool of himself at the imperial banquet, and was therefore furious with embarrassment: "I don't know what Your Highness was thinking. For an occasion like the imperial banquet, it's better not to bring anyone than to bring a bandit."
Consort Jin smiled and said calmly, "After all, she is the principal consort bestowed by imperial decree, so it will not tarnish the Emperor's reputation."
Consort Jia chuckled, her mood improving even more.
Xique had never seen her young mistress so angry. In the past, when the young mistress was angry, she would pick a fight with someone, and then she would be fine. But now she was not saying a word and ignoring everyone, which made Xique very panicked.
"Miss, what's wrong? Did someone make you angry at the banquet? Tell me, and I'll go and beat her up for you right now," Xi Que followed closely behind Ji Fengyao.
"No, no one made me angry. I'm angry at myself." Ji Fengyao walked into the inner room and sat down on the cool couch. She glanced coldly at Shang Xiye, who was just coming in. Her delicate face was frosty. "I'm angry at myself for pretending to be a fool for so long. Today I've really become a complete idiot. I'm actually thinking about how to please a poisonous snake."
Shang Xiye, supporting Wuying, sat down opposite Ji Fengyao, somewhat puzzled: "Your Highness..."
"Lin Shuang, go and fetch my animal skin needle case. Xi Que and Bai Lu, you two go and guard outside the door. Don't let anyone in," Ji Fengyao said, ignoring him and continuing to instruct her maids.
When Xi Que heard Ji Fengyao say she was going to get needles, she assumed she was going to give Shang Xiye another acupuncture treatment, so she and Bai Lu quickly withdrew.
Seeing this, Wuying and Wuhen knew it was inconvenient for them to stay, so they left.
Lin Shuang brought over the animal skin needle case, and Ji Fengyao then instructed her to fetch a basin of clean water.
Shang Xiye finally realized that her request for the needle case and water wasn't for him, and he immediately became nervous: "Your Highness, you are..."
"Yes! Your little lover has also cast a spell on me. If I didn't know medicine and had no way to defend myself, you would probably be sleeping with a rotting corpse in your arms every night. She wants to use my life to disgust you, Ninth Prince!" Ji Fengyao glared at Shang Xiye.
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