Meditating and cultivating before bed to absorb and refine spiritual energy is something Ji Fengyao does every day now, and Shang Xiye has also developed this habit.
Furthermore, Shang Xiye discovered that he was more effective when meditating and cultivating beside his young wife than when he meditated and cultivated alone.
He thought this might be related to the unique constitution of the Ji family.
But tonight, he seemed a little distracted.
Cultivators have very sensitive senses, and Ji Fengyao noticed that Shang Xiye's mind was somewhat troubled.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Ji Fengyao stopped and asked.
Shang Xiye also stopped his inefficient cultivation and looked calmly into the little bandit's clear phoenix eyes: "Yaoyao, there is something I want to discuss with you."
Ji Fengyao's mind raced, and she guessed what he was going to say: "Does Your Highness mean that the Dowager Consort came to the palace today to ask for a new bride for Your Highness to marry into your household? Good, no problem, our household is not short of people who can't afford to support a few idle people."
Shang Xiye: "..."
So frustrating! Why isn't his wife jealous at all?
"Your Highness need not be so troubled," Ji Fengyao said, patting Shang Xiye's shoulder to comfort him, seeing his gloomy face and unhappy expression. "They are used to planting spies around Your Highness. If Your Highness does not accept them, it will only make them more wary and cause more trouble. Your Highness, rest assured, no matter how many people they offer, just accept them. I will then help you get rid of them all."
Shang Xiye's face darkened further, as if he had been stabbed several times in the heart.
No matter how many people are given, they just keep accepting them.
How little do they care about him?!
"I can refuse others, but the entire Sun family died because of me, so Princess Zhaoping..." Shang Xiye deliberately said half of the sentence in a huff, and then carefully observed the little bandit's expression.
He refused to believe that after flirting with his wife for so long, he couldn't even make her a little bit jealous.
Ji Fengyao paused for a moment, then seemed to understand what Shang Xiye meant.
She thought for a moment and said seriously, "It is only right to repay kindness. The Empress Dowager seems to treat Princess Zhaoping very well, but she may not be sincere. She must have some other purpose. If we can get Princess Zhaoping away from the Empress Dowager and protect her under our wing, and then find a way to let her see the Empress Dowager's true colors, it would be a good thing."
Shang Xiye: "!!!"
He felt suffocated, so suffocated that if he looked at the innocent and selfless face of the little bandit girl again, he would explode!
A prince, whose heart was as prickly as a hedgehog, stormed out in the middle of the night for the first time in a fit of anger.
He put on his clothes, got out of bed, and fled the Hui Nuan Pavilion in grief and indignation.
Ji Fengyao was completely bewildered: What's wrong with Master now? We were talking perfectly fine, why did he leave?
But it's good that they left, otherwise it would be quite tiring to have to fight a battle every night.
Sigh, having a master who's too good at flirting is a real problem!
After leaving Hui Nuan Pavilion, Shang Xiye sat in the pavilion by the lotus pond, sulking.
Based on the news from earlier that day, Wuhen guessed that his master must have been upset with the princess about the addition of a new concubine to the household. After a moment of silence, he advised, "Your Highness, it's understandable that the princess might be upset about adding a new concubine. Tomorrow, I'll have a good talk with Xique about the pros and cons. If the princess understands, she won't be angry anymore."
"She doesn't need your roundabout persuasion. She just tells me how many people others send, and I'll accept them all," Shang Xiye said, his voice low and muffled, filled with grievance and resentment.
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