He did not say what they were getting up so early for. It was not until early the next morning that Yuan Gang learned what he had in mind.
Yuan Gang was rather unable to stomach this man's twisted sense of humor. He had actually brought him over to Shang Chaozong's place to block the door.
As though he had guessed that Feng Ruonan would rise early and head out early, the door creaked open, and Feng Ruonan strode out. The moment she reached the small courtyard gate, she was blocked there by Niu Youdao, who had leisurely wandered out.
"Eh!" Niu Youdao put on a startled act, looked Feng Ruonan up and down, then peeked into the courtyard and cupped his hands teasingly. "Princess Consort, did you rest well last night?"
Feng Ruonan was uncharacteristically bashful. Her face suddenly flushed as red as a monkey's backside, yet she glared at him with forced bravado. "What's it to you?"
When Shang Chaozong, who had come out upon hearing the noise, saw the scene at the gate, his face filled with embarrassment. He hurriedly turned around and slipped back inside.
In fact, Niu Youdao had already caught sight of him, but pretended not to have seen him. He sighed. "Sigh, I was afraid you'd beat up our Prince again, so I stood guard here." The implication was clear: he knew she had taken the initiative to spend the night here.
Feng Ruonan gritted her teeth in hatred. "Shameless scoundrel!"
Niu Youdao said solemnly, "Princess Consort, this time I guarantee that absolutely no one drugged anyone!"
He had hit the sore spot exactly where it hurt. Feng Ruonan grabbed her sword hilt, wishing she could draw her sword and chop him in two.
"Looks like the Princess Consort has some issue with