Since everyone's competing on acting skills, I'm not lacking either. It's just acting, right?
"Don't listen to her, Xiao San. There's nothing wrong between us, aunt and nephew. What right do outsiders have to gossip?" Ji Fengyao put on a big smile and patted Shang Beiyu's shoulder with great enthusiasm.
The fake Shang Beiyu felt as if his shoulder was about to be dislocated by the bandit's slap, and he immediately winced in pain.
"Ouch, you hurt yourself!" Ji Fengyao quickly raised her hand and went forward to massage him a couple more times, making his shoulder blades crack. She said with an innocent look on her face, "Look at how badly I remember you. Although you have practiced martial arts, you are just an ordinary warrior. How can you withstand the strength of a cultivator like me? Let me check if your bones are displaced. If they are, I will put them back in place immediately."
I could bear the pain of those two slaps, but the pain of the kneading afterwards was unbearable!
The fake Shang Beiyu screamed in pain as he was pinched: "Ah! No need, no need! The princess's two pats were light, your bones should be fine!"
"You patted me lightly, didn't you? Looks like you're in pretty good shape. Not bad," Ji Fengyao said with a smile, then raised her hand and patted me twice more heavily.
Fake Shang Beiyu: "...!" Sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.
But he gritted his teeth and endured it, not daring to utter another sound, for fear that she would continue to knead and rub him!
Good heavens!
The Demon Queen that His Majesty found is extremely violent; she is indeed not someone a man of his caliber can handle.
"Hey, it's so cold, and you're sweating even in just one layer of clothing. You must be in great shape," Ji Fengyao said with an innocent smile, patting the fake Shang Beiyu's shoulder three or four times as she spoke.
It felt like the other person was about to collapse to the ground, unable to stand up straight.
Ji Fengyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and with a forced smile, she instructed, "However, Xiao San, from now on, in public and in private, you still have to call me Ninth Imperial Aunt. That way, even if others want to gossip, they won't dare to open their filthy mouths. Otherwise, if you keep calling me 'Princess,' I won't bother with you anymore. Remember that!"
The fake Shang Beiyu endured the pain, his face flushed red, and he pursed his lips, unable to speak.
Fearing she might raise her hand to hit him again, he subconsciously took a few steps back and quickly nodded repeatedly to show that he understood.
So far, Shang Beiyu has not shown any clear malice towards her.
Ji Fengyao had no interest in getting entangled with him any further.
The master and servant bypassed the timid fake Shang Beiyu and quickly returned to Songmei Garden.
Bai Lu couldn't help but laugh all the way back to the room. While helping Ji Fengyao wash up, she said, "Your Highness, no wonder the Third Prince completely lost favor after his reputation was ruined. Look at his cowardly appearance. He doesn't dare to resist at all after a little pain. It's no wonder he lost favor!"
Upon hearing this, and recalling her previous encounters with Shang Beiyu, Ji Fengyao frowned slightly.
Although Shang Beiyu seemed indifferent to ambition and competition in the past, she never thought he was a coward.
If he were a coward, he wouldn't dare take her away from the palace and avoid Qin Weiyang's schemes;
If he were a coward, he wouldn't dare take her through the secret passage at night and send her out of the palace in the dead of night.
In the past, when Shang Beiyu was with her, he always spoke in a self-protective manner, and he was neither humble nor arrogant when he retreated.
The two weren't particularly close, but they weren't exactly estranged either.
But tonight, Shang Beiyu offered himself up, and after being beaten, he was so cowardly that he didn't even ask a question.
"This Third Prince is probably a fake," Ji Fengyao wondered. "But where did the Shang Beiyu I met before go?"
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