Chapter 103.2: tie her up
Su Xi-er could tell that Pei Qianhao was furious from the anger that was emanating from his whole body.
Where did his anger come from? Is it because I was talking to Yun Ruofeng?
She quickly rejected this theory.
Pei Qianhao held her by her waist as he brought her into his horse carriage. Shortly after, the entourage continued forward.
It was strangely quiet in the horse carriage. After Pei Qianhao got in, he stopped paying attention to Su Xi-er and simply let her sit there in silence.
Naturally, Su Xi-er didnât take the initiative to talk to him either. She sat against the wall of the horse carriage and observed the streets through the gap between the curtains.
Lotus Flower County hasnât changed much from before. Under the new policy, Nanzhao is to be governed by virtuosity. It seems that Yun Ruofeng didnât remove this part of the governance. How about other parts of the new policy?
Logically, He must have removed some things from the new policy. Otherwise, Yun Ruofeng wouldnât have been able to subdue the rich and powerful.
âSu Xi-er, do you admit to your crime?â Pei Qianhao asked coldly. From the time that she had gotten on the horse carriage, she had been absentmindedly staring out the window, showing not the slightest inclination to beg for mercy.
Did she completely forget that she had slapped me?
Su Xi-er answered respectfully, âThis servant admits that I have committed a crime. Prince Hao, does your face still hurt?â
Her first sentence was expected, but the second sentence was surprising.
Should I say that my face hurts, or that it doesnât? If I say that it hurts, it will sound like Iâm weak to the point a single slap can hurt me â impossible. If I say that it doesnât hurt, isnât it the same as admitting that I should let her off with a simple punishment since itâs a minor matter?
No matter how I answer this, Su Xi-er will be the one at an advantage. What a clever mouth!
A subtle glint flickered across Pei Qianhaoâs eyes, âDoes it matter if it hurts or not? Donât tell me that you want this prince to give you a slap? This prince doesnât have a hobby of hitting women.â
Su Xi-er replied, âYou wonât personally hit a woman, but you will punish them.â
This soft counterattack was just right.
Pei Qianhao curled up the corners of his mouth, his tone raised. âThis prince can make an exception for you. I havenât tried hitting a woman personally. Come here and raise your head.â
He is asking me to come forward and raise my head high for him to slap? Is he really going to slap me? I was impulsive in slapping him, but I donât regret it.
After contemplating for a moment, Su Xi-er quietly walked forward, her head raised high and eyes closed.
If he wants to slap me then let him.
After waiting for a long time, she still hadnât felt the slap.
Suddenly, the smell of a man wafted into her nose. Su Xi-er opened her eyes quickly, only to see a handsome face up close.
She leaned back and tried to move backwards quickly, but her back touched the frigid wall of the horse carriage: there was no room to retreat.
âYou had your eyes closed, so how can this prince hit you? You clearly looked like you wanted to be kissed.â
âWhat does this servant have to do to make Prince Hao satisfied?â
Am I supposed to kneel on the ground and pretend that Iâm begging to be slapped? It was clearly him who asked me to come forward and raise my head. He didnât say if I could close my eyes or not.
âYou should have already seen how a servant is flogged.â Pei Qianhaoâs reminded her with a flat tone.
Su Xi-er immediately understood.
Someone being flogged needs to be prostrated to the ground with their heads raised high as they receive the planks.
So this is what he meant.
But how would he slap me if Iâm prostrated on the ground with my head raised? Wouldnât he find it awkward? OrâŠ
She suddenly thought of another possibility.
âWhen you slapped this prince, why did you not think about how you would be punished? What you were like yesterday reminded me of the woman I met in the woods beside the Palace Side Quarters.â His eyes were deep and unreadable, with a trace of playfulness.
He is mentioning the woods near the Palace Side Quarters again. I wonât admit that it was me. Slapping him is one thing, but knocking him out is another.
This time, Pei Qianhao didnât wait for Su Xi-erâs answer. He used his hands to control her body, and used the strength in his legs to pin her to the floor of the carriage.
The imperial guard who was driving the horse carriage felt a jolt in the carriage and his expression changed.
What is Prince Hao doing in the horse carriage? Why did the carriage suddenly shake?
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