After she finished speaking, she strode out of the hall and lay down on the bench.

Such an attitude shows a complete disregard for those in high positions.

Although the emperor knew that this was always her personality, it didn't stop his anger from soaring to the heavens. "You disrespectful wretch, beat her to death!"

The executioner, having received the order, dared not delay; he raised the large board high and brought it down heavily.

The dull thud of the plank hitting flesh reached everyone's ears.

Just hearing about it makes me feel pain.

Bang……

Bang………

...

After a few strokes, Rong Ning felt her buttocks go numb. She bit her lip hard, refusing to make a sound.

Stubborn and resolute!

Some ministers, out of pity for Rong Ning, who was just a young girl, stepped forward to plead for her, but before they could finish a sentence, they were glared at by the emperor.

The Emperor is determined to teach Rong Ning a lesson today, so that she will learn to think twice before she speaks in the future.

"stop!!"

Suddenly, a woman rushed over and shouted to stop them. Her maidservant even pushed the executioner away.

The guard was somewhat bewildered. Upon recognizing the person, he respectfully said, "Princess Zhaoqing, I am carrying out the execution on His Majesty's orders. Please do not make things difficult for me."

"Stop...don't fight anymore," Rong Yang said gently and calmly, like a spring breeze in March. "I will explain to His Majesty myself."

Rong Ning looked up, and couldn't help but call out in a pitiful voice, "Sister..."

“Ah Ning, your elder sister only went out of the palace for a short while, how did you manage to make yourself look so disheveled again…” Rong Yang patted her head, looked at the people on the high seats in the main hall, sighed slightly, and said to her personal maid, “Take the Third Princess back with you.”

"Eldest sister... Father Emperor wants me to receive thirty strokes of the cane here."

“Silly girl, how could your father bear to actually let you suffer thirty strokes of the cane? He was just saying it in anger!” Rong Yang said with a smile. “Good girl…you go back first, and your sister will go and talk to your father.”

The head maid helped Rong Ning up. At this moment, the emperor inside the hall heard the commotion, but did not send anyone to stop it. In the end, he couldn't bear to punish a young girl with thirty strokes of the cane.

Thus… the guards dared not stop her, and stepped aside to let the palace maid help Rong Ning up.

In front of everyone, Rong Yang couldn't properly examine a young girl's injuries, so he could only order, "Take the Third Princess back to Zhaoqing Palace and immediately summon the imperial physician."

Rong Ning refused and immediately shook her head, "Sister... I started this, you don't need to clean up my mess. Father can punish me if he wants..."

“My dear A-Ning, how could your elder sister bear to see you suffer like this? And look, Father hasn’t said anything yet. He doesn’t seem to really intend to punish you.” Rong Yang wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief. “Let’s go back to Zhaoqing Palace and wait for your elder sister, okay?”

“Sister…” Rong Ning pouted.

"Be good! Otherwise, your older sister will get angry!"

"Oh... okay..."

Rong Ning left reluctantly, turning back every few steps.

Watching the little girl walk away, Rong Yang slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, straightened his clothes, put on a faint smile, and walked into the main hall step by step.

She was so beautiful that her presence in the main hall shone brightly, drawing everyone's attention to her.

Those gazes made her uncomfortable, but Rong Yang was already used to them. She stood still, knelt down, clasped her hands above her head, and respectfully performed a deep bow, "Your subject greets Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!"

The emperor's expression was not good. "You rushed over just to clean up the mess that unfilial daughter made?"