Shen Jiao was lost in thought when, without paying attention, she bumped into Ji Yan's firm chest, and tears welled up in her eyes from the pain.

What an impenetrable chest!

Luckily, she was born with a naturally beautiful nose; otherwise, after such a collision, her nose would have been more than comparable to Princess Feifei's, or even comparable to Brother Pigsy's.

Why did this carriage suddenly brake so hard out of nowhere?

Are there still people in this era who don't follow traffic rules and jaywalk?

Ji Yan lifted Shen Jiao's face, and the hamster's nose, which was covered in frizz, turned bright red. Its big, watery eyes were even more shimmering and sparkling than the autumn colors.

"It turns this red after just one bump? So delicate."

Shen Jiao: "...Hehe."

Please, why are you only saying I'm delicate and not that you're tough?

However, too soft flesh is also not good. If she had the thick, muscular chest of Brother Pigsy, she would probably have been bounced away by that bump.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Seeing that she remained silent, Ji Yan touched Shen Jiao's nose with her icy fingertip.

Shen Jiao said wistfully, "The collision of dough and rock, what do you think?"

Ji Yan suddenly said, "During the time I've been away from home doing nothing, I've heard many interesting stories from the common people."

There's been progress; they even realized they weren't doing their proper job.

"For example, Your Majesty?"

There must be a reason for such a rapid change in topic. What's wrong with Princess Ji's brain this time?

Shen Jiao became alert.

Ji Yan gave an "oh" and casually said, "For example, if a three-year-old child falls down, the adults in the family will say things like 'dig up that piece of land' or 'dig up the threshold' to comfort him."

When others say these things, it's just casual conversation; but when a tyrant says them, you have to think about them more carefully.

Shen Jiao gradually figured out this man's true nature: "Does Your Majesty mean... that I should rip out your chest cavity to vent my anger?"

Ji Yan's smile gradually turned malicious: "Exactly."

Shen Jiao: "..."

If this person studied math, they would definitely be very good at it.

He mastered the art of applying knowledge flexibly, skillfully employing concepts and subtly manipulating them.

I've never seen anyone "coax" a little girl like this before!

The best way to deal with a tyrant going crazy is to play dumb. Shen Jiao calmly took Ji Yan's hand.

This is a natural, large ice block that relieves pain and swelling; it's cool and incredibly comfortable.

"No need, Your Majesty, it will be fine after a while."

Ji Yan frowned and withdrew her hand as she looked at the hamster with its fur standing on end, still looking as pathetic as ever.

They clearly thought of him as a free and useful block of ice.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll give it back to you after it's been chilled."

Ignoring everything else, Shen Jiao pressed the tyrant's slender hand against her burning nose.

"I am the Emperor, yet I am becoming more and more unruly," Ji Yan said with obvious disdain.

Despite saying that, he allowed Shen Jiao to knead his hands at will.

Ji Yan withdrew her gaze, stared straight ahead, and spoke in a chilling voice.

"Whoever drove this carriage, come in and face your death."

The young men outside were already terrified, their faces ashen. Upon hearing this, they were even more frightened, and they knelt on the ground with a thud, begging for mercy in a trembling voice.

"Miss Shen, spare me! Miss Shen, spare me! I didn't mean to!"

The young man, with snot and tears streaming down his face, said, "The carriage in front of us stopped for some reason. I had no choice but to do so, which is why I accidentally startled Your Majesty and the young lady. Please, young lady, have a kind heart and a plump figure, no, please, young lady, have a woman's compassion, no, please, please, young lady, be kind and benevolent. Please spare my life."

Shen Jiao: ...Young man, my advice is this: if you're really lacking in cultural knowledge, don't use idioms when begging for mercy. You'll easily run into a snag if you encounter someone who's petty and calculating.

Fortunately, she was indeed kind and benevolent.

To protect the safety of the dignitaries, the tyrant's carriage was placed in the middle of the demobilization procession.

The young man knows tyrants very well.

Because no one who begged Ji Yan for mercy ever survived; the more they begged for mercy, the more they were doomed to a tragic end.

Right now, he's desperately begging Shen Jiao because he's had no other choice but to try his luck, as a last resort.

What if we get saved?

The others sighed silently, never expecting to see bloodshed on their first day in the city. Poor kid.

They clearly did not believe that the dancer would risk her life to plead for him.

Ji Yan's tone was truly terrifying; just hearing it made one tremble.

Shen Jiao has been lazily playing the role of the "fire extinguisher" lately. Whenever Ji Yan gets angry, she kisses him. It's been a long time since we've seen the tyrant go crazy.

They were stunned for a moment and didn't quite react.

The young men outside were probably too scared, and the sound of their kowtowing was loud and clear, each kowtow louder than the last, making Shen Jiao very nervous.

He was so worried that before the tyrant could even take his life, he crashed into himself and suffered a concussion out of excessive fear.

The carriage was also jolted and wobbled. Shen Jiao quickly came to her senses and tugged at Ji Yan's sleeve.

"Your Majesty, it's not his fault."

You know, when you encounter elderly people crossing the road recklessly, they can be incredibly arrogant.

Ji Yan watched coldly from the sidelines.

I'm already thinking about twisting my little brother's head off with a few fingers and using it as a ball to kick around.

Seeing the tyrant's increasingly excited expression, Shen Jiao tugged at his sleeve and shook it back and forth, whispering softly, "Ji Yan..."

When there's trouble, Ji Yan is there; when there's no trouble, Your Majesty is there. It works every time.

As expected, Ji Yan's sinister eyes dimmed slightly, but he also suppressed his fierce aura.

"Fine, fine, she's soft-hearted, I'll spare your life today."

The young men outside were quite shocked.

The others were also shocked.

Unexpectedly, the rumors of the tyrant's unbridled love for the dancer were actually true. It seems that it's better to offend His Majesty than to offend this Miss Shen.

"I am very grateful to Your Majesty for sparing my life, and I am very grateful to Miss Shen for sparing my life."

The young man was an honest kid. After his life was saved, he kowtowed repeatedly in gratitude, thanking everyone he could.

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