Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

"Snapped."

A crisp sound suddenly rang out in the silent night sky.

Princess Gaoyang's face was filled with astonishment. In disbelief, she slowly raised her hand and gently stroked her face, which was instantly burning hot. Her eyes were wide open, staring at Fang Yiai intently, her voice filled with anger and shock: "Fang Yiai, you dare to hit me?"

Fang Yiai's face was covered with frost, without the slightest fluctuation in his expression. He just looked at Princess Gaoyang coldly with a gaze that was cold enough to freeze one's heart.

Before Princess Gaoyang could recover from the sudden blow, Fang Yiai raised his arm again and slapped her across the face like a gust of wind. "What's wrong with hitting you?"

His voice was low and hoarse.

"You have a problem? I'm your husband, and you're degrading yourself like this, wantonly trampling on my face. How can I not hit you?"

"Don't even mention hitting you. I want to kill you right now."

Fang Yiai gritted his teeth and squeezed out these icy words.

He raised his head slightly, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"Who do you think I am? I am Fang Xuanling's son. Do you know that?"

"I, Fang Yiai, originally didn't need to marry a princess. I could have married you into the Fang Mansion. Why do you think I wanted to marry a princess?"

"It's not that I, Fang Yiai, am afraid of you, but I respect your identity as a princess and love you as a person."

"I never thought that my indulgence would lead to such a shameful situation today."

"I pretended not to know that you were having an affair with this evil monk, just for the sake of the royal family and the Fang family's reputation."

"You've gone from being sneaky to being aboveboard. Do you still have me as your husband?"

As Fang Yiai spoke, he raised his hand again, and the slap, filled with anger and resentment, landed heavily on Gao Yang's face.

After this slap, blood was already flowing out of the corner of Gao Yang's mouth, and the bright red color looked particularly glaring on her fair skin.

When Bian Ji, who was kneeling on the ground, saw this scene, he couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Fang Yiai sincerely, "Donor Fang, the fault in this matter lies solely with me. Please don't make things difficult for Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"I wish to die to appease the resentment in the heart of the donor."

Before Bian Ji could finish his words, Fang Yiai kicked Bian Ji in the mouth like an enraged beast.

At this moment, Fang Yiai had lost all his usual scholarly demeanor. His eyes were red as he looked viciously at Bian Ji who was lying on the ground.

"I'm disciplining my wife, do you, a demon monk, have any say?"

When Gao Yang saw that Bian Ji had lost two of his teeth, his anger instantly became uncontrollable.

She let out a shrill roar and pounced towards Fang Yiai viciously, waving her hands in the air like claws.

"Fang Yiai, you beast, you actually dared to hit Bian Ji, I'm going to kill you today! Kill you!"

Fang Yiai looked at Gao Yang rushing towards him, calmly dodged to the side, clenched his fists, and punched Gao Yang's face, which was distorted by anger, hard, knocking her to the ground.

Then, without the slightest pause, he squatted down and slapped her face repeatedly, each slap accompanied by his angry roar: "I'll let you commit adultery! I'll let you speak to the evil monk!"

"I'll make you unfaithful to your husband!"

……

As the crisp sounds of slaps echoed in the room, Gao Yang's cheeks became red and swollen. She stared at Fang Yiai, her eyes burning with endless hatred, and gritted her teeth without saying a word.

Fang Yiai looked at Gao Yang, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He reached out and grabbed Gao Yang's hair, without any mercy in his action.

Gao Yang felt pain and screamed subconsciously. She didn't react immediately and was pulled up from the ground by Fang Yiai like a chicken.

When she came to her senses, she began to struggle desperately, trying to break free from Fang Yiai's grip.

Her hands were clawing at the air and her feet were kicking.

Fang Yiai held her hair tightly, without any sign of loosening.

"Why don't you come and help? Send the princess back to her bedroom."

Fang Yiai shouted to the maid beside him without turning his head.

"Yes, Prince Consort!"

The maid responded timidly, her voice full of fear.

She walked forward cautiously, her eyes full of fear, and helped Fang Yiai drag Gao Yang into the bedroom.

"Fang Yiai! You will not die a good death!"

"Fang Yiai!"

Princess Gaoyang kept cursing and her voice echoed in the corridor, full of anger and despair.

Fang Yiai dragged Gao Yang into the bedroom. Seeing that Gao Yang was about to rush over, he didn't hesitate at all. He stepped forward and kicked Gao Yang to the ground.

Gao Yang fell heavily to the ground.

Fang Yiai stood in front of her, breathing heavily, "I was too indulgent with you."

"Your Majesty is right, I am indeed not manly."

"Gao Yang, just watch. You stay in the room and listen to how I skin that evil monk alive."

When Princess Gaoyang heard Fang Yiai's words, her face instantly turned as pale as paper, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

"No, no, I was wrong. Don't kill Bian Ji."

Her voice was trembling and filled with tears.

"Fang Yiai, I beg you!"

Princess Gaoyang knelt on the ground without hesitation, clasped her hands together, and kept pleading with Fang Yiai.

"Go put your clothes on."

Fang Yiai said this expressionlessly. Hearing Fang Yiai's words, Gao Yang felt as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw and immediately nodded obediently.

"Okay, I'll go get dressed now."

"Yi Ai, please don't kill Bian Ji!"