Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

Ji Mingzheng withdrew his hand: "Why did you modify me into a wheelchair? Do you dislike me because I have a limp?"

He didn't even know why the last sentence suddenly came out.

"I just feel a little bad about you, and I want to thank you or do something to make up for everything I did last night."

If he hadn't helped her warm up, she might have gotten sick today. She can't afford to get sick.

Li Qingyan answered honestly, "As for disliking you, you were injured while protecting the country. If I dislike you, wouldn't I be worse than a pig or a dog?"

After examining the wheelchair, she understood and straightened up.

"Besides, you don't need me to take care of you personally, and you're in good spirits and a good state of mind. Wouldn't it be ridiculous for me to complain about you?"

Previously, the Ji family never took sides, only being loyal to the emperor. If he hadn't been lame, he wouldn't have entered her backyard.

When they first met, she was surprised by his state, but if Ji Mingzheng really turned into the gloomy and crazy man he was at the end, she might choose to stay away.

She's just an honest person, what can she do against a sinister and crazy villain, and she has no confidence in winning him over?

She was too busy trying to survive herself to have the energy to save and comfort them.

She wasn't a particularly enthusiastic person to begin with; saving herself was definitely more important than helping her.

"I have to be honest, if you're really full of resentment and look like you want to kill someone every day, I'll definitely stay far away from you."

"Fortunately, you don't need me to save or accommodate you now, and you can even help me. You're good-looking, and even if your legs aren't great, you can still beat several of me."

Her praise was utterly inexplicable and from a novel angle, but perhaps because the sun was out, Ji Mingzheng felt a sudden sense of relief.

"I didn't expect you to be so good with words."

He had to use a lot of effort to suppress the upward curve of his lips.

"But I have to correct you on one thing. It's not that I can beat up several of you, it's that I can beat up at least ten of you. But don't worry, I don't hit people easily."

He's a reasonable person!

Seeing Li Qingyan's open and honest demeanor, Ji Mingzheng lowered his head and touched his knee.

"If you're telling the truth, then I'll tell you the truth too. If you still look down on my limp like you did at the beginning, or look at me with pity, I will stay away from you."

"I don't need anyone's pity or sympathy, and I don't think anyone has the right to look down on me unless they can also go to the battlefield to kill the enemy."

The last two sentences were full of arrogance.

However, this arrogance vanished instantly when Li Qingyan curiously poked his leg.

"What are you doing?" He shuddered slightly.

"You can feel it." Li Qingyan poked it again: "The feeling is quite strong, but even if it's not very comfortable, you should still massage it more to prevent muscle atrophy."

"Yingong and the others." Ji Mingzheng hurriedly said this, called out to let Yingong in, and then left in a hurry.

It wasn't just because he felt itchy; he wasn't used to her touching him.

This made him uncomfortable, and he even felt inexplicably repulsed.

It was just a pair of useless legs that couldn't even straighten. He rarely looked at them or touched them.

She shouldn't touch it either.

Li Qingyan scratched his head: "Is Ji Mingzheng this ticklish too?"

Run away after a single touch?

"Try again next time. Welcome him to the ticklish squad."

Li Qingyan was curious, but her thoughts quickly turned to the important matter at hand.

Unbeknownst to her, Ji Mingzheng's hasty departure was witnessed, and rumors began to circulate:

"His Highness and General Ji have consummated their marriage."

There are also some rumors circulating privately that General Ji is very favored. When someone bowed and made way for him, they accidentally saw teeth marks on General Ji's hand, suggesting that the two had a rather intense argument, which is why there were bite marks.

In Xiao Biwen's world, everyone's brain is irritated and their imaginations run wild.

Ninghui Palace, which oversees the rear courtyard of the Eastern Palace, received the news immediately.

"Young Master, it seems that Consort Ji and His Highness consummated their marriage last night. There are still teeth marks on Consort Ji's body."

With a "thud," Song Qinian was cracking a walnut when his force shifted, and the walnut fell to the ground.

Song Qinian picked up a new one and steadily hammered it down with a small hammer, the force so strong that the walnut was completely dented.

"understood."

He said calmly and evenly, "General Ji is the most suitable candidate. She did the right thing."

Xingzhi looked at the crushed walnut and swallowed hard. "Yes."

As the eldest grandson of the Song family, the young master was under close scrutiny for his every word and action, and he had exceptionally high standards for himself. His only way of venting his emotions was to crack walnuts, specifically iron walnuts, because, according to the young master, iron walnuts were more fragrant.

That is indeed the case, but it is also because it is hard enough to allow the young master to exert force.

This time, however, the force was unusually heavy, and it was smashed flat.

At the same time, the well-informed Pillow Star Pavilion also received the news.

"last night?"

Wen Sheng confirmed.

"Yes." The attendant nodded, then couldn't help but say, "If the young master had gone last night, perhaps it was the young master..."

Wen Sheng looked up, and the servant immediately shut up, held his breath, and took his leave.

Wen Sheng's expression remained unchanged as he continued to look at the account book.

Since General Ji and His Highness have consummated their marriage, it would have been the right thing for him not to get involved last night.

He only hoped that His Highness would forget him and treat him as a gold mine.

He didn't want to be asked those kinds of questions, and he didn't want to be touched by her.

He doesn't have the mark of virginity, so he can never prove his innocence. Rumors about his impurity might surface at any time, making her suspicious and disgusted, and eventually even causing her to settle scores with him.

As long as she doesn't touch him, at most he'll just be unloved.

"Yinuo." Wen Sheng called out, and after the servants came in, he instructed, "Prepare a gift to celebrate General Ji and His Highness's consummation of their marriage, but don't do it before Ninghui Palace. Wait until they give theirs before we do."

"Yes."

Yi Nuo prepared a congratulatory gift and instructed people to keep an eye on the movements in Ninghui Palace and Changfeng Palace.

As it turned out, Ninghui Palace didn't send any gifts, but His Highness went to Ninghui Palace again.

After he reported back, the young master simply grunted and said, "Then prepare another congratulatory gift. Perhaps we will soon celebrate the Ninghui Palace."

Since Your Highness has already consummated your marriage with General Ji, it won't be long before you do the same with Young Master Song.

"Yes."

Li Qingyan hadn't even gone to the Secretariat yet, but the commemorative document was actually delivered to Jingchen Palace on its own initiative.

She was quite surprised and immediately took the folding cloth to find Song Qinian.

The study in Jingchen Palace is also nice, but she has too many spies on her side, while Song Qinian has fewer.

"Song Consort, the folding cloth has been delivered to us. Let's take care of it quickly."

After entering the palace, Li Qingyan only wanted to quickly look at the commemorative folds, so just like yesterday, she reached out to Song Qinian for a hug as soon as they met.

When she got closer, Song Qinian noticed the unusual appearance of her lips.

Song Qinian was not Ji Mingzheng; he could tell at a glance that it was bitten by a person.

At the same time, I could also smell her scent.

The taste of Ji Mingzheng.

So, last night, it really was her scheme? The so-called low-grade fever was nothing but a lie.

Did Ji Mingzheng and she really consummate their marriage?

It must be, otherwise why would the corner of his mouth be cracked?

As this thought crossed his mind, he took a step back, avoiding Li Qingyan's embrace.

Li Qingyan was taken aback.

"Song Cejun?" Why did his expression suddenly turn so ugly?

She didn't even give him a cold shoulder.

Huai Xu complained to her that she was sick last night, and Wen Sheng even sent her gifts, but Song Qinian was nowhere to be found and didn't care about her at all.

Song Qinian realized what was happening, took a deep breath, and lowered his eyes, saying:

"Your Highness, if you want to truly wield power in the future, you must gradually break free from such a sober approach of embracing. You can't continue to handle state affairs while being intimate with men in the harem in front of all the civil and military officials."

"Perhaps Your Highness could try carrying other people, after all, Your Highness previously said that you were willing to escort me out of the palace."

Since she and Ji Mingzheng have consummated their marriage and are so in love that their lips are practically bleeding, she might as well go and hug Ji Mingzheng.

He's about to leave the palace, so it's best to keep your distance.