"Ouch."

Su Xiaoxiao let out a painful groan as she was thrown onto the bed.

Her full breasts bounced up and down with the vigorous movements, causing her clothes to heave and rip, making one worry about the fabric's quality and whether it might suddenly burst open...

Jing Zhe watched this scene and secretly swallowed his saliva.

Beast!

She's still a child!

He then turned his head to one side, and his anger subsided considerably.

Why should I argue with a child?

How do you know martial arts?

Su Xiaoxiao sat up in bed and thought for a long time before asking.

"Who told you I don't know martial arts?"

"But...you're a civil servant!"

"Ha, so some military generals can write poetry!"

"..."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded. "That's true."

But then she glared at Jing Zhe and said, "But you insulted me and hit me, that's not acceptable!"

How did I scold you or hit you?

"You called me 'little sister,' that's insulting me!"

Su Xiaoxiao straightened up, somewhat indignant: "I'm not small."

"..."

This little princess is quite peculiar; she seems to be going through a rebellious phase of adolescence. Despite her young age, she wants to act like an adult and doesn't want anyone to call her childish, but Jing Zhe doesn't tolerate that.

You don't like it?

Then I'll shout it anyway!

Let me show you what the treacherous world of martial arts really is!

"Little sister..."

"Don't call me little sister!"

"Little Princess..."

"Why do you still say I'm young?"

Su Xiaoxiao was about to lose her temper.

"It's not that you're an adult just because you're big in some areas. You should admit you're small; there's nothing shameful about it."

"..."

Su Xiaoxiao's gaze at Jing Zhe seemed to spit fire.

"You... I'll fight you to the death!"

As she spoke, she jumped off the bed and charged at Jing Zhe with her arms outstretched. Fortunately, Jing Zhe was tall and had long arms, so he reached out and pressed his hand on her head. No matter how much she waved her arms and legs, she couldn't touch him.

"Young Princess, did your father send you here on purpose?"

Su Xiaoxiao was clearly taken aback: "You can't tell my dad!"

"..."

Now, Jing Zhe was truly puzzled.

He initially thought it was Prince Jin who had instigated it. After all, Su Xinping had taken the self-destruct pill, so even if Prince Jin was angry, he wouldn't dare to touch him. He figured he couldn't do anything to a little girl—or rather, a princess—so he sent her to make him suffer a bit.

Judging from Su Xiaoxiao's tone, it seemed that Prince Jin was unaware of the situation, and she was even afraid that he would find out...

"Alright, then you may go back, little princess."

As he spoke, Jing Zhe pulled his arm back, but before he could, Su Xiaoxiao grabbed his hand and bit it.

"Mmm...you...mmm...say I'm...small...mmm..."

Even with something stuck in his mouth, he still managed to squeeze out a few words.

"Hiss~"

This woman must be a dog; her bites are incredibly painful.

With a forceful pull, Jing Zhe forced her mouth open and finally managed to free his hands. Without a word, he lifted her up again and carried her to the bedside, placing her body on his lap.

The soft breasts pressed against my legs, which felt quite comfortable.

You beast...

Thinking of Su Xiaoxiao's age, Jing Zhe cursed again.

However, being young doesn't mean you won't get beaten up.

Jing Zhe raised his hand and slapped her buttocks twice.

After the blow, he realized that Su Xiaoxiao's large body wasn't just in front of him; as his large hand left, the area that had been subjected to the force swayed wildly, almost making Jing Zhe dizzy.

"Little princess, do you dare to do it again?"

"You bastard, let me go!"

"Still cursing?"

As he spoke, he slapped the glass a few more times.

"asshole!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"..."

"Clap clap clap!"

"You bastard! I didn't even curse at you, why did you hit me?"

"Aren't you just insulting me? I only called you beforehand!"

"You're such a jerk..."

"Look, he's cursing again!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"..."

Finally, Jing Zhe got tired of hitting, and Su Xiaoxiao got tired of scolding. They remained in this awkward position for who knows how long before Su Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and said, "Put me down!"

"oh."

Jing Zhe obediently put the little girl on the ground.

Su Xiaoxiao picked up the leather whip from the ground, seemingly wanting to whip Jing Zhe a few more times, but then she remembered that their fighting abilities were not commensurate, so she turned around and prepared to leave.

He stopped at the door, saying, "I came here on my own today, it has nothing to do with my dad! If you dare to complain, watch out... watch out, I'll never forgive you!"

"..."

Jing Zhe laughed; it seemed the Prince of Jin truly knew nothing of this matter.

And this little girl is really silly. She clearly benefited today, so why would she bother to complain?

However, the thought of bullying the Prince of Jin's daughter still made him feel quite pleased, so he waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the door, and before she could finish, she threw down the words, "A civil official practicing martial arts? Shameless!" and then ran away.

Jing Zhe shook his head and smiled: "Interesting little girl."

...

His clothes were soaked by Su Xiaoxiao's spray. Jing Zhe took out all the robes that Zhu Xinning had rushed to make before her departure from his luggage, and picked out the most stylish one to wear.

After a quick wash, I admired myself in the bronze mirror.

Today, Jing Zhe will meet Qing Qiu and Wang Ying Qiu, as well as their seniors from their respective sects. It's like meeting the parents, so Jing Zhe naturally needs to dress up smartly to leave a good impression.

It was already past mid-Shen Shi (3-5 PM), and Jing Zhe strolled out of his room and went to Su Moyan's courtyard.

Su Moyan and the others were not asleep; they were sitting around the stone pavilion in the courtyard, listening to Hanhan tell stories.

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