By the time they reached Si Taizhen's palace, Yang Jing was already drenched in sweat.
On the way back, Si Taizhen had been a real handful. He hadn't just been kicking his legs wildly; his hands would also grope all over Yang Jing's body from time to time.
Yang Jing was more terrified on this journey than he had been when stealing treasure from the Moon Demon King's vault.
He had wanted to use his water-riding technique to speed their journey, but Si Taizhen had simply waved his hand and scattered the current, creating a fuss and insisting that Yang Jing carry him.
Along the way, even Eunuch Gui noticed something was amiss, occasionally sizing up Yang Jing with a peculiar gaze.
As the Turtle Demon who served Si Taizhen's mother, he had practically watched Si Taizhen grow up. The Eleventh Prince's Palace was filled with countless beautiful Maids, and across the Jade Poison Kingdom, the number of Banshees who admired Little Crown Prince Si was simply staggering.
