Upon witnessing the woman's indecent behavior, everyone gasped and condemned her shamelessness, lamenting the decline of morality.

Heyue ignored him, pulled hard on the whip but couldn't budge it. Her brows furrowed, and she glared at him impatiently: "You're the one who's gone mad! Are you even a man?! Sleeping with a maid is bad enough, but you dare to hit my sixth sister! Since you refuse to be a man, I'll naturally grant your wish and destroy this source of trouble for you!"

The common people, upon hearing this, were outraged. It turned out that he had been favoring his concubine over his wife and had now turned his attention to another woman. They loudly denounced Iduli.

Veins bulged on Itori's forehead. The insults around him were unbearable to hear. He had never been so humiliated before, and his reason was on the verge of going crazy.

Heyue cracked the whip again, but couldn't budge it. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Let go!"

Yi Duli clenched her other hand into a fist, making a cracking sound, and refused to let go: "How could you, a dignified princess consort, do such a thing?!"

"Ha! You can beat your wife for a concubine, so why can't I?! Let me tell you, I just don't like your thing today, so I'm going to destroy it and make you unable to be a man!"

"Pfft!" Inside the carriage, a handsome man covered half his face with a fan and whispered to a young noblewoman beside him, "I say, this girl is indeed extraordinary, but she's also so unlike a woman, she's practically everyone's nightmare. How did you get so close to her?"

Guo Luoshi glanced at him indifferently, then smiled lightly, "Cousin, you have moments of fear too?"

The Ninth Prince choked, pointed at her with his fan, and laughed angrily: "You're still my cousin, don't you feel guilty saying such things?"