“Yes, Miss, the young master is right. You need to restrain yourself. Let’s deal with this person first, and then you and the young master can go back and get intimate slowly,” Xi Que said, coming over to persuade (add) the words of advice.

Ji Fengyao: "..."

I'm fucking idiot, I'll just have to control myself!

Sister Que, how many times have you stabbed your mistress in the back?

If you hadn't come down from Vulture Village with me, I would have suspected you were a spy for the Ninth Prince!

Ji Fengyao instinctively felt that something was wrong and wanted to question the Ninth Prince about whether it was intentional. However, when she met his incredibly clear and bright eyes and saw the blushing marks on his face from being "touched," she couldn't bring herself to ask.

Even if someone is cunning, they can't fake blushing, can they?

He was someone who had been afflicted by the Frost Talisman; if he wanted to use his internal energy to force her to blush, she couldn't possibly be completely unaware.

Anyway, her reputation as a bandit is hard to shake off, so today's "publicly pushing down the prince" incident won't be too surprising to everyone. Let's just consider it that she took advantage of this guy today, and she'll find a way to make it up to him later.

Thinking about it that way.

Ji Fengyao composed herself, calmly climbed off the prince, and rather roguishly patted his chin, chuckling politely but awkwardly, "Xiao Jiu is right, this kind of thing is best done between two people behind closed doors. Come on, let's continue. Those who should apologize, apologize; those who should be beaten, be beaten. Get the whip!"

Those present: ..."

Who can understand the feeling of being fed dog food and then whipped?

A wonderful life always belongs to others, while a life of suffering always belongs to oneself. It's too hard!

The scene erupted in sobs, with the coarsely dressed maid wailing, "Please, Your Highness, have mercy! Give me a chance to start anew! I was wrong, sob sob sob..."

"Please spare my life, Your Highness! After I return home, I will definitely repent and start anew!"

"This old servant also begs Your Highness to give me a chance!"

Hearing the sounds of repentance from all around, Ji Fengyao was completely bewildered. Weren't these people repenting a little too quickly?

"Your verbal offenses weren't serious to begin with, and I had no intention of taking your lives. Here's what we'll do: tie yourselves up, find a sign, write down everything you've done, and hang it around your necks. Then line up and shout it out on every street in Kyoto. After that, you can all go home." Ji Fengyao waved her hand, and the group was dismissed.

"Miss, there are two more," Xique said, having already brought over a whip and gesturing to Lanxin and Mi Jiang'er.

"These two, hehe." Ji Fengyao circled around the trembling, tearful Mi Jiang'er and Lan Xin, scaring the two of them so much that they collapsed to the ground.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, it has nothing to do with me. It was all the Third Madam's fault. The Third Madam forced me to do it." Seeing that the people who had begged for mercy before had been given light punishments, Lan Xin hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy as well, and pushed all the blame onto Mi Jiang'er.

"You ungrateful wretch!" Mi Jiang'er was so angry that she turned around and slapped Lan Xin to the ground.

"Hey, let's talk this out. Why resort to violence at the slightest disagreement? We need to be reasonable," Ji Fengyao said with a smile, gesturing for Xi Que to step forward and help Lan Xin up from the ground.

Why talk reason without resorting to violence?

Mi Jiang'er almost spat out her drink: When you were hitting people, why didn't you try to reason with them first?

"Since your master says you've betrayed him, we can't let ourselves be falsely accused. How about this, I'll give you a chance to solidify your reputation as a traitor, how about that?" Ji Fengyao patted Lan Xin's shoulder with a roguish air, asking with genuine kindness.