Shang Xiye looked down at the little bandit in his arms, whose face was slightly flushed and who showed a bit of girlish shyness. He felt a wave of tenderness in his heart, and his eyes and voice softened as well: "Your Highness does not need to live in peace with anyone."
She should be so flamboyant and radiant, so unique and unparalleled.
Ji Fengyao was aroused by his deep, magnetic voice, feeling her body grow weaker and weaker, as if she was running out of strength to speak: "Your Highness... doesn't he have any lovers? If he does, you should tell me in advance so that I can keep an eye out..."
"Never," Shang Xiye interrupted her nonsense. Thousands of emotional words swirled in his mind, but when he was about to speak, he didn't know where to begin. He simply tightened his grip on her arm.
His movements weren't very obvious, but Ji Fengyao was completely in his arms, so how could she not feel them?
As he said "never," he tightened his embrace.
And his tone of voice...
Holy crap! That's so alluring!
Ji Fengyao's heart pounded wildly. The thought of turning around and pouncing on the prince had just risen when it was extinguished by a divine thought flying in from the sky—this guy has the exact same face as her master. If she pounced on him, how would she explain it to her master in the future?
Besides, this guy isn't so easy to seduce. Didn't she suffer enough ridicule and sarcasm from him before?
Why would you shamelessly go forward and make a fool of yourself?
Come on, Yun Yao, you really have been a spinster for several lifetimes, lonely in your boudoir, and started to overthink things.
After a fierce internal struggle, the fleeting romantic thoughts that had just arisen in Ji Fengyao's heart finally vanished without a trace.
Just as he was about to close his eyes to rest, that deep, magnetic voice came from above again: "Is Zhuge Liang's city truly empty?"
"Yes, it's empty." Ji Fengyao nodded, raised her head slightly, and glanced upwards with her eyes sideways. She saw that the prince looked curious and inquisitive, with a childlike puppy-like appearance, and she was teased again.
He's a big, icy guy in front of others, but he instantly turns into a cute puppy when someone is injured or sick.
This character is just too irresistible!
My girlish heart is fluttering!
"Could Your Highness tell me the story of Zhuge Liang? I find it quite interesting," Shang Xiye said, lowering his face slightly, his eyes, which seemed to reflect the stars and the sea, gently pressing the little bandit girl.
"Tell me! Tell me any story you want to hear!"
Ji Fengyao couldn't stand his puppy-like appearance any longer and almost surrendered.
From that day forward, she embarked on her long journey as a "storyteller".
As for Consort Qin, who was suffering excruciating pain in her room due to the backlash from the Gu worms, apart from her maids Aunt She and the two palace maids Qi Xuan and Qi Ying, no one had time to remember her anymore.
The ship had been sailing for many days.
Aside from the unavoidable imperial summons, Shang Xiye basically spent all his time pestering the little bandit girl to tell him stories.
Originally, he only wanted to amuse the little bandit girl so that she would spend more time with him and talk to him. He never expected that he would fall into that wonderful story. The Three Kingdoms Heroes Gathering, the Warm Wine Killing Hua Xiong, the Three Heroes Fighting Lü Bu, the Journey of a Thousand Miles Alone, Borrowing Arrows with Straw Boats, Flooding the Seven Armies, Burning the Camps... There is no most wonderful, only more wonderful.
He had no idea that the little bandit girl had such treasures hidden in her cute little head.
This is no story; it is clearly a rare military treatise!
Seeing that this guy was engrossed in listening to the story, Ji Fengyao secretly gloated and started to act arrogantly again: Little brat, you like listening to stories, right? Your sister has a powerful soul and a photographic memory. There's a lot more useful information waiting for you!
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