Ji Fengyao couldn't help but reach out and touch the side of his face, saying softly, "My prince is so handsome."
Shang Xiye loved his little wife like this the most; she was so cute and adorable that she could melt his heart.
But now that everyone is watching, he has to restrain himself no matter how much he likes it.
Otherwise, if others saw his young wife looking like this, wouldn't he be at a huge loss?
"Yaoyao, stop fooling around. We should get off the carriage and go to the palace to pay our respects," Shang Xiye gently held the little bandit's still restless hand and reminded her.
His tender expression and gentle voice instantly turned the officials' wives present into envious envious people.
Princess Zhaoping, Song Huiru, and Xi Ningshang felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer, their previous excitement and joy shattering into pieces of glass in an instant.
Hmm? At the palace gate?
Ji Fengyao instinctively felt as if a thousand sharp arrows were piercing her. Suddenly snapping out of her daze, she turned around and saw a group of women from the royal palace with sinister eyes, like female ghosts. Instantly, she put on a bright and sunny smile, raised her small hand, and waved to them: "Hello, long time no see, my little sisters!"
Officials' families: "..."
Song Huiru: "..."
Princess Zhaoping: "..."
Damn it, you shameless bandit and vixen!
If you're cuddling and touching a man in broad daylight, what kind of girl would I be with you!
Shang Xiye picked up Ji Fengyao and got out of the carriage. He carefully placed her on the ground to steady her, then personally tidied her clothes and hairpins before taking her hand and walking calmly into the palace.
When Shang Xiye passed by her, Princess Zhaoping couldn't contain her excitement and quickly bowed to greet him, saying, "Your Majesty, I greet you."
"Your Highness, congratulations on your triumphant return! I wish Your Highness good health," Song Huiru followed suit, her voice as gentle and melodious as ever.
Xi Ningchang was a beat slow, and just as she was about to follow suit and bow,
Shang Xiye didn't even blink, and walked straight past without turning her head!
Just walk straight by!
It was as if the people standing next to him were not his concubines from the Ninth Prince's mansion, but a group of complete strangers.
Princess Zhaoping, who was also a concubine like Ji Fengyao, looked at Shang Xiye's tightly held hand and her eyes immediately reddened. Large tears rolled down her cheeks, and she pouted and sobbed, "How could he do this? Brother Xiye, how could he do this... I am also his queen!"
Song Huiru withdrew her jealous and resentful gaze from behind Ji Fengyao and gave Princess Zhaoping a look of pity for the mentally challenged: This idiot, all she does is cry all day long. Even if you gave her a group of kings, she couldn't carry this little bronze-level fool.
But that's fine too; the dumber the person, the easier they are to deal with.
Once she and the Empress Dowager join forces to deal with that bandit, I can then get rid of this fool without much effort.
With this thought in mind, Song Huiru felt much better and followed calmly behind the composed Chanyu Heye as they entered the palace.
"Princess! Today is the day of the Ninth Prince's triumphant return. Seeing tears is an unlucky omen!" Granny Zheng had gotten to know Princess Zhaoping's temperament these days and reprimanded her in a stern voice.
Princess Zhaoping realized the inappropriateness of the occasion after being scolded by Granny Zheng, and quickly forced back the rest of her tears.
She was a principal wife, not a concubine; it was impossible for her to follow in the footsteps of other wives.
Shamelessly, Princess Zhaoping quickly caught up with Shang Xiye and came to his side.
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