Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

"I just don't know what will happen if I accidentally beat the princess to death."

The moment these words were spoken, the entire room erupted in an uproar. Discussions arose. Some clapped their hands in applause, feeling they had finally gotten rid of their anger. Others, with worried expressions on their faces, secretly shook their heads. This Princess Zhaoning was far too arrogant. If she lost the competition, wouldn't that bring further humiliation to Dongling?

Minister Feng, the Minister of Revenue, twirled his beard and said sarcastically, "Princess Zhaoning, I heard that you grew up in the countryside and I'm afraid you don't understand the rules of court."

He deliberately dragged out his voice, his eyes gleaming with sarcasm. "This is an important imperial court, not the mountain village where you grew up. This is no place for you to show off your prowess. It's fine if you lose your life, but please don't bring shame to Dongling!"

As a core figure in the Third Prince's faction, Lord Feng naturally had a feud with the Jiang family. Seeing Xie Qingli step forward, he naturally jumped in to add insult to injury.

Xie Qingli looked at Master Feng with a smile and said softly, "Then according to Master Feng, if I am not able to do it, who should I invite?"

Her eyes flickered, landing on Feng Yingying in the female section. Her voice suddenly turned cold, "Master Feng's daughter has been raised in Shengjing City since she was a child. She's certainly more precious than a country girl like me. How about inviting Miss Feng to experience Princess Tuya's skills?"

Feng Yingying's face instantly turned pale when she heard this, and her body began to stagger. She was only saved from collapsing to the ground by the quick-witted maid behind her.

"You!" Lord Feng's face turned pale with anger. Naturally, he didn't want his daughter to be put in danger, so he shouted, "Advice is hard to hear, but Princess, you are so ungrateful! You'll have to take care of yourself!" He slumped back into his chair in frustration, hurriedly lowering his head, fearing that Xie Qingli would really grab Feng Yingying and not let go.

The other ministers who were originally prepared to agree with Lord Feng fell silent upon seeing this. They all had daughters and granddaughters present, and no one wanted to be singled out to be whipped by Princess Tuya.

Princess Tuya was furious when she first heard Xie Qingli's words, "You look down on others with your eyes." When she heard him threaten to kill her, she trembled with rage. However, when she learned that this audacious woman was just a country girl, her rage turned into a burst of crazy laughter.

She laughed so hard her hairpins trembled, and only stopped when tears welled up in her eyes. Good! God must be helping her! This ignorant, wild girl was actually Jiang Zhong's granddaughter. If she could be publicly humiliated, it would not only humiliate Dong Ling, but also upset that old man Jiang Zhong.

Thinking of this, Princess Tuya pointed her long whip at Xie Qingli and said sarcastically, "Princess Zhaoning? You think you can take my life?" She flicked the whip contemptuously and said, "Don't even think about taking my life. If you can withstand three lashes from me without falling, I will count you as the winner!"

Xie Qingli's expression was calm, his eyes as bright as water. "Princess, do you think I'm joking? Why don't we sign a life-or-death agreement, so that this competition can be legitimate."

Princess Tuya said without hesitation, "Sign it! If I win, you must kneel down and kowtow to me, saying a hundred times, 'Dongling women are trash!'"

There was a vicious glint in her eyes, as if she had already seen the scene of Xie Qingli kneeling and begging for mercy.

Xie Qingli nodded slightly: "Okay." She raised her eyes and looked directly at Princess Tuya, her voice cold: "However, if I win, Princess, you must also promise me one thing."

"This princess can't lose." Princess Tuya sneered, but looked at Xie Qingli with interest: "But this princess is also interested in listening, what do you want?"

Xie Qingli spoke word by word, "The day the princess entered the city, she violated Dongling's laws, rode her horse in the street, and trampled an innocent child to death."

Her eyes gleamed coldly, "Princess, you've done something wrong and yet you haven't been punished. The lives of the people of Dongling shouldn't be treated so lightly. So, if you lose, you must go to that child's grave, kowtow, admit your fault, and beg for forgiveness."

Princess Tuya snorted coldly, "He's just a lowly person. Is he worthy of your intervention?" But she didn't think she would lose. She flicked her whip frivolously and said, "However, this princess agrees."

Xie Qingli turned and bowed to everyone in the hall: "Your Majesty and the others, please be my witnesses."

At this point, it was like an arrow on a bowstring, bound to be released. Emperor Yingtian's expression was stern, and he immediately ordered the preparation of a life-or-death agreement. The cinnabar ink had barely dried when the two men had already signed their names.

Princess Tuya flicked her wrist, and the long whip exploded in the air with a crisp sound. Her eyes blazed with fighting intent. "This is my weapon. I wonder what weapon the princess will choose to fight with?"

Xie Qingli's gaze shifted, finally settling on the group of breathless dancers at the side of the hall. She slowly stepped forward and removed a crimson shawl from the leader's shoulders. With a flick of her hand, the crimson shawl spread like flowing clouds through the air. "Since Princess finds this merely entertaining, then I, the Princess, will use it to learn some finer techniques."

Everyone in the hall gasped. How could that shawl, thin as a cicada's wing and soft as a feather, possibly withstand Princess Tuya's icy whip?

Princess Tuya was stunned at first, then she almost laughed out loud. This Princess Zhaoning was truly courting her own death!

A glint of cruelty flashed in her eyes, and she raised her whip and pointed, her voice filled with suppressed excitement: "This princess gave you a chance, but you didn't know your place! I will whip you mercilessly later. If you die on the spot, don't blame me!"

Before she could finish her words, Princess Tuya had already rushed out, her long whip in her hand carrying a sharp gust of wind, aiming directly at Xie Qingli's face. However, Xie Qingli only tapped her toes, and as her clothes fluttered, the sharp whip tip just grazed her temples, not even damaging a single hair.

Tuya missed the attack, and anger surged in her eyes. Her wrist shook, and the long whip turned into several black shadows, attacking Xie Qingli one after another like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Yet Xie Qingli's form was elusive, each dodging and twitching movement perfectly timed. The crimson shawl swirled and twirled with her movements, like clouds wielded by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady. Though seemingly intangible, it effortlessly wove itself through the intertwining whip shadows. Tuya whipped her more than ten times, yet not even the edge of her clothing was touched.

Everyone in the hall had a different look on their face. Those unfamiliar with martial arts only saw Princess Zhaoning being chased and dodging, some with worried expressions, others secretly delighted. Xie Qingyao even covered her lips with her sleeve, her eyes nearly overflowing with delight. This bitch who stole her identity was probably going to die today!

Only a true master could discern this clearly. Tuoba Lie's knuckles turned white, and the teacup in his hand was already cracked. How could this be a desperate escape? It was clearly a cat playing with a mouse! Princess Zhaoning's every move was perfectly timed, seemingly dangerous, but in reality, effortless. Tuya, on the other hand, was losing her breath, her moves revealing flaws.

He was riled, yet he couldn't raise a word to warn her. He hadn't intervened when Tuya had been aggressive. If he intervened now, not only would he lose face, but it would also make Lin Yuan appear to be in the wrong. He could only watch helplessly as Tuya's rage intensified, her whipping becoming increasingly chaotic.

Feng Zhaoheng watched coldly, initially feeling unhappy. Tuya boasted about her martial arts prowess, but now she couldn't even defeat a village girl, ruining the great cause of the two countries. But as the competition progressed, his gaze towards Xie Qingli gradually became amused. This granddaughter of General Jiang was truly a wonderful person.