The moment Song Huiru grasped her hand, Ji Fengyao suddenly realized:
Huh, when did this guy become a first-level Spirit Gathering cultivator?
No wonder he's so confident; he must have really eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard.
But, hehe, miss, I'm sorry!
I'm a sixth-level Spirit Gathering cultivator, I can torment you like it's nothing!
Just as Ji Fengyao was about to grab Song Huiru's hand and slap her across the face again, Shang Xiye suddenly reached out and grabbed the pressure point on Song Huiru's wrist, causing her to release Ji Fengyao.
Afterwards, Shang Xiye personally slapped Song Huiru twice, his voice as cold as ice: "You dare to touch the person I cherish most, you're asking for death!"
Those two slaps were solid.
Song Huiru felt her ears ringing and her head spinning. Even Shang Xiye's voice was like a buzzing sound, as if it came from a deep pool, making it hard for her to hear clearly. It took her a long time to come back to her senses.
She subconsciously circulated her spiritual power to stabilize herself, only then realizing that her cheeks were burning with pain. She reached up to cover her face, and found that both cheeks were swollen like a pig's.
Tears of grievance welled up in her eyes instantly. Song Huiru glared hatefully at Ji Fengyao, but inadvertently met Shang Xiye's icy gaze, which could freeze a person to death. She couldn't help but shiver. Only then did she realize that the two slaps she had just received were from Shang Xiye, not from that bandit.
"Your Highness, why did you hit me?" Song Huiru was extremely aggrieved.
It was clearly the bandit who attacked first; she only defended herself by blocking the attack!
Shang Xiye held Ji Fengyao's wrist, which was slightly red from being pinched by Song Huiru, with heartache. He lowered his head, blew on it, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Ji Fengyao wasn't in pain at first, but seeing Song Huiru's aggrieved look:
Ha, anyone can act.
While I was honing my acting skills by watching all sorts of palace intrigue and domestic dramas on Earth, you were probably somewhere out there, blowing in the northwest wind!
With a slight pout and a blink of her big eyes, the little bandit managed to squeeze out a few tears.
She leaned softly against Shang Xiye's chest and said pitifully, "Your Highness, it hurts so much, please blow on it again."
Wuying remained expressionless: "..."
Shanyu Heye and Qian Yingying: "..."
The three girls turned away, and Xique and Bailu couldn't help but cover their mouths tightly, their shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
Song Huiru: "!"
That damned bandit is a real bastard!
When I stopped you just now, you were clearly stronger than me!
My wrist is almost broken, I should be the one crying out in pain!
Even though he knew his wife was mostly acting, Shang Xiye still felt sorry for her when he saw her pitiful appearance. He half-embraced Ji Fengyao and turned to Song Huiru, sternly saying, "Kneel down!"
"Your Highness!" Song Huiru exclaimed in surprise.
This is the palace gate!
Although Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao left late, and most of the others had already returned, there were still a few high-ranking officials who, due to the emperor's retention efforts or their kinship with the empresses and concubines, gradually left the palace at this time.
If someone saw her kneeling like that, it would be a disgrace to the Song family.
Even if she rises to power later, this will be a stain she can never wash away!
Seeing that Song Huiru refused to kneel.
Without Shang Xiye's command, Xique turned around and rushed to Song Huiru's side, kicking her behind the knee and forcing her to kneel on the ground: "You've gone too far! How dare you hurt my young lady! My son-in-law told you to kneel, but you didn't! Who gave you the courage!"
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