Looking at Shang Xiye's gentlemanly and dignified appearance, he uttered extremely threatening words.
Ji Fengyao clenched her small fists again and again.
Yun Yao, calm down, calm down!
Everyone encounters a few jerks when they're young; just think of it as being bitten by a dog a few times.
Life is still beautiful; look forward, look towards money...
Once I reach the sixth level of Spirit Gathering, gather all the medicinal herbs to refine the antidote for the Time Condensation Pill, and bring along most of the spirit stones from the spirit mine, then I'll be free to roam the world. I'll never pay attention to this capricious and cunning big pig's trotter again, and I'll go back to the Pill Spirit Continent to find my master!
Shang Xiye glanced furtively at the little bandit girl from the side of the book, and saw that she seemed genuinely angry.
His stunningly handsome features slightly furrowed as he took something from his sleeve, pressed down on the small square table, and sat down next to her, waving the object in front of her eyes: "Your Highness, look what this is?"
The tone was exactly like that of someone coaxing a child.
Ji Fengyao was about to roll her eyes at him, but her gaze was fixed on the black stone in his hand and she couldn't look away:
Holy crap! Void Stone!
A piece of void stone the size of a fist—how many storage rings could be made from it!
Just as she was about to reach for it, Shang Xiye moved it away slightly, bent down and looked at her softly, still in a coaxing tone like he was talking to a child: "Your Highness is not angry anymore, so I will give it to you."
"Why shouldn't I be angry? That's someone else's... innocence," Ji Fengyao muttered softly.
Although she has been influenced by modern civilization and wouldn't be so desperate as to contemplate suicide because of this, it doesn't mean she doesn't care.
"Princess, please don't be angry." Shang Xiye took her small hand, placed the Void Stone in her palm, and held her chubby little hand together: "What should be given to the Princess, and what is owed to the Princess, I remember and will make it up to the Princess in one by one."
As long as you don't leave me, I will give you whatever you want.
Ji Fengyao: "..."
Is this guy flirting like this in broad daylight?
The book was right; a man who has just lost his virginity is extremely dangerous. She has to be careful, lest he take advantage of her completely.
Emperor Shang Xiche's expression was very bad, and it worsened when he saw the radiant and energetic Shang Xiye.
Ji Fengyao glanced at him and knew that the slow poison she had given him had taken effect, preventing him from happily creating babies in the future.
She sneered inwardly: You dared to hurt me, I'm already being lenient by letting you live!
After exchanging only a few words, a palace maid came in to deliver a message, saying that the Empress Dowager invited Ji Fengyao over.
Shang Xiche and Shang Xiye were playing chess.
Seeing that Shang Xiye was about to leave, the emperor quickly stopped him, saying, "A gentleman never regrets his moves. Let's finish this game and let the Empress Dowager and the Ninth Prince's Consort have a private chat."
Ji Fengyao received a "be careful" look from Shang Xiye, got up, curtsied to the emperor and him, and then turned and left with Lin Shuang and the palace maids.
But in her heart she was thinking: What intimate things could she possibly have to say to that old hag?
I wonder what kind of trouble this mother and son are up to this time.
Ji Fengyao didn't know the way in the palace.
Lin Shuang recognized her. As they were about to enter the Imperial Garden, she grabbed Ji Fengyao and said to the palace maid in front of her, "Sister, we don't need to go through the Imperial Garden to get to the Empress Dowager's palace, do we? This way is a detour."
“Miss Lin Shuang, you may not know this, but a few days ago there was a heavy rain, and the road over there was flooded and is under repair. So these days everyone can only walk around in the Imperial Garden,” the palace maid answered fluently.
"The lake in the palace can flood the road?" Ji Fengyao said with a half-smile. "It seems that our emperor is still kind-hearted. He has never heard of executing nine generations of such an unreliable craftsman."
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