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Meng Fuyao waved her hand and leaned slightly, smiling as she looked at her, not saying a word.

Liu Pin had gotten impatient and could only slap herself again. Meng Fuyao remained motionless and smiled slightly without saying a word until the skin on Liu Pin's face was bruised and inflamed.

Finally, Meng Fuyao slowly said, "Why is Sister Liu so afraid? I've just finished running around and haven't even caught my breath when you start slapping yourself… what's the point?"

Liu Pin collapsed onto the ground, tears streaming out of her face as she heard the heartless person add, "Aiya, look at this tender and smooth skin, how ugly it is after being slapped…"

Liu Pin didn't even have the energy to cry anymore and stayed on the floor, her heart filled with hatred, yet she didn't dare to show it on her face as she heard the Empress' footsteps; she sounded like she was leaving the courtyard.