The Infuriated Princess I

"Qing'er, you're the one who is wrong now."

Nan Xian lowered his eyes and looked at Tan Shuangshuang, who was kneeling in front of him and Feng Ruqing. His eyes were calm.

Tan Shuangshuang cried even harder now. Her face was wet with tears.

Tan Shuangshuang seemed so pitiful and miserable. All the others sympathized with her. "State preceptor, we cannot blame the princess for this. After all…"

"This is indeed Qing'er's fault." There was a faintly discerned smile on Nan Xian's face. "Tan Shuangshuang wishes for this. Why don't you grant her wish? Just let her endure the two hundred whippings for Liu Yuchen. Qing'er is always so kind. You wouldn't refuse this kind of wish."

His words sounded so calm and gentle. But, Feng Ruqing was stunned.

Tan Shuangshuang's heart trembled vigorously. There was fear in her eyes.