Ji Fengyao noticed that Shang Xiye's face had been dark ever since he woke up, so she quietly nudged him with her elbow and comforted him with telepathy, "Your Highness, don't be angry. Your brother is already on his way to getting revenge. You're about to get your revenge. Cheer up, okay?"
"They've really gone too far this time," Shang Xiye said, extremely displeased. "But I... it's not this..."
He said that incompletely.
Ji Fengyao spent a while imagining what had happened before she finally understood. For some reason, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and her voice softened without her even realizing it, as if she were comforting a wronged baby: "Alright, Your Majesty and Wushang returned just in time. She didn't have a chance to touch you, so don't be upset."
"Then my clothes..." Shang Xiye's tone remained low, indicating disbelief.
Ji Fengyao couldn't bear to see him looking like a wronged little puppy, whimpering. Helplessly, she pursed her lips and shamelessly went for it.
She looked at him, her gaze sincere, and patted her chest: "It was I who took them off. I saw that Your Highness's clothes were all wet, and I was afraid that Your Highness would catch a cold, so I took them off for you."
She did this from the perspective of a doctor, in a completely aboveboard manner.
"Then..." Shang Xiye silently stretched out his slender index finger from under the table and hooked it around Ji Fengyao's chubby little finger: "Your Highness, you must take responsibility for me from now on."
Ji Fengyao: "!"
Is her master flirting with her again?!
"No, Your Highness, I was only thinking about your health. Besides, this isn't the first time I've taken your clothes off. Why should I be held responsible?" Ji Fengyao was completely bewildered.
Shang Xiye tightened his grip and shook it slightly: "This time, we'll strip you bare."
Ji Fengyao: "..."
Damn it, Master, may I be so disrespectful as to tell you that it was that toad monster that ripped you out, not your innocent disciple?
"Seeing how troubled the princess is, I suppose this matter has nothing to do with her. I will..." Shang Xiye said, his murderous aura suddenly increasing, as if he was about to find someone to fight to the death.
Look at his short temper!
Ji Fengyao quickly stopped him, saying repeatedly, "I'll take responsibility, okay? Don't be impulsive. If you rush over there to settle scores now, your royal brother will definitely try to shift the blame onto you!"
"Does the Princess keep her word?"
"Yes, definitely," Ji Fengyao replied casually, without any sincerity.
That would be absurd!
If she lets it go, he'll definitely get angry with her in the future, and she doesn't want to turn against her master.
A triumphant smile slid across Shang Xiye's lowered eyelids: "Little wife, you promised this yourself. Next time, I won't let you knock me unconscious again."
Shang Xiche helped Eunuch De to the outside of the Wuying Palace's sleeping quarters, his head becoming increasingly dizzy.
As he walked in, he suddenly smelled an incredibly sweet aroma, and his long-dormant body suddenly felt a long-lost urge.
Moreover, this impulse is extremely strong.
Shang Xiche's eyes suddenly lit up with immense joy. He was about to instruct Eunuch De to invite Consort Yin to make up for the embarrassment of having wronged her last time when he suddenly heard Eunuch De beside him exclaim in surprise, "Ah!"
Following Eunuch De's gaze, Shang Xiche's eyes widened immediately.
A moment later.
Eunuch De was thrown out of the hall, and with a mournful face, he murmured, "Your Majesty, that Princess Gaoqi Kingdom may be acting strangely; you mustn't touch her!"
Shang Xiche was overjoyed, like parched land receiving rain, and was in high spirits; he had no time to listen to the advice of a mere eunuch.
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