"Ninth Prince, are you really willing to risk your life and fortune for such a reckless bandit?" Song Huiru struggled against the guards' pull and shouted, "She will soon become the target of everyone's hatred, bringing utter destruction to you and the Ninth Prince's Mansion! This time, no matter how powerful you are, the Ninth Prince's Mansion will definitely not escape! I'm telling the truth, she is a jinx!"
"Disaster star, star, star..."
"She's a menace..."
"She is... a sinner, a human being..."
Song Huiru's words inexplicably brought back some vague images to Shang Xiye's mind:
Many people were surrounding him, angrily accusing and berating the woman he was protecting in his arms;
Suddenly, Shang Xiye felt a pang of heartache and a hint of anger. He stood up and kicked Song Huiru, sending her flying several meters backward.
When the two guards saw him make a move, they quickly stepped aside.
"Your Highness?" Ji Fengyao was completely bewildered by his sudden anger.
Shang Xiye reached out and tightly pulled the little bandit girl into his arms, coldly saying to Song Huiru, "If you dare to call Yaoyao a jinx again, I will wipe out your entire Song family! The Song family has raised a daughter like you who spouts nonsense and behaves despicably; it shows how corrupt the family's morals have become!"
“Your Highness…” Ji Fengyao sensed that something was wrong with Shang Xiye and worriedly gripped his hand.
Shang Xiye looked down at the little bandit's cute and chubby face, and unconsciously cupped her soft little face with his other hand, gently stroking it with his thumb: "Little wife, I suddenly can't bear to part with you, never leave me again, okay?"
Ji Fengyao understood the deep love and longing in his eyes, and a soft smile curved her lips, her eyes shining brightly.
Her little head nodded gently in his palm, looking incredibly cute: "Mmm! I won't leave you, I won't abandon you!"
Wuying, the three maids, and the guards who followed Shang Xiye were all used to their masters forcing them to eat dog food at the drop of a hat, and they were no longer surprised by it, like pillars without any feelings.
Song Huiru tumbled to her feet after being kicked, and saw that after kicking her, Shang Xiye was actually exchanging vows and promises with that dead bandit. She felt as if a thousand arrows had pierced her heart, and enraged, she roared hysterically, "Ninth Prince, you dead bandit, you've gone too far! Fine, fine, fine! Then you can all die together! From this day forward, I, Song Huiru, will never forgive you… Ah!"
Before she could even utter the word "stand," she was sent flying again by the force of Shang Xiye's casual flick of his long sleeve, turning into a scream.
Shang Xiye held the little female bandit in his arms and said gently, "Little wife, quickly search her soul so that someone can drag her out. She's really making a lot of noise."
"Okay," Ji Fengyao agreed with a smile, swinging her small hand as she approached Song Huiru, whose clothes and hair were disheveled and who looked utterly miserable. Her slender, white hand slowly reached up to cover Song Huiru's head.
"You vulgar bandit, don't touch me! What do you want to do!" Song Huiru reacted violently, waving her hand away from Ji Fengyao's and desperately taking two steps back.
It wasn't that she didn't want to stand up, but Shang Xiye's two blows had broken two of her ribs, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up.
Ji Fengyao chuckled and clicked her tongue twice, easily taking two more steps to reach Song Huiru again. She reached out and pinched Song Huiru's chin, saying, "What, do you look down on me? Who told you that a reborn person can definitely become the ruler and crush the whole world?"
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