Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

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Behind the more than one-meter-high four-season screen, steam rises and water mist swirls.

The large double bathtub was filled with vibrant, fresh roses, and Shen Ningzhu squinted her eyes.

She tilted her head back against the wooden tub, letting Zhiyuan and Zhiyi serve her as she bathed, a comfortable smile playing on her lips.

"Miss's skin is so white, so soft and smooth to the touch, just like freshly cooked tofu."

"Not only that, Miss's hair is also stunningly beautiful. Every time I comb your hair, I am in a daze. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I would definitely think I was holding a piece of fine satin."

Shen Ningzhu covered her lips, her eyebrows curving upwards.

"Hehe, I love hearing that. You two, say more."

During her few days at the villa, she had already fallen into depravity and was able to accept the various ways the two men served her without hesitation.

So when the two knelt before her, begging her to take them away, Shen Ningzhu agreed.

It's also easier for people who are familiar with it to use.

One sentence successfully made the two laugh, but suddenly, a suppressed cough came, and all three of them were startled at the same time.

It was Zhiyuan who reacted first, her eyes suddenly lighting up with uncontrollable joy, "Miss... it's His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Shen Ningzhu's lips twitched violently.

His gaze fell on the tall and imposing figure reflected on the screen, and he quickly composed himself.

"Okay, I understand. You two can go down now."

Zhiyuan tightened her grip on the cotton handkerchief, lowered her head to hide the burning desire in her eyes. After the two left and closed the door, Jiang Xuanyan emerged from behind the screen.

"Ahem, I... I didn't know you were taking a bath when I sneaked in."

Shen Ningzhu lowered her head, her delicate fox-like eyes filled with a pool of spring water, her face full of shyness.

"It's okay, what kind of relationship do we have? There's nothing about me you haven't seen before."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuan Yan's expression became indescribable.

"Your Highness~~~"

Shen Ningzhu rested her arms on the edge of the wooden tub, deliberately straightening her back. As the water rippled, a glimpse of her chest was revealed. She spoke with a drawn-out tone, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

"What kind of behavior is this?"

Jiang Xuan Yan frowned and looked away, his tone cold.

But Shen Ningzhu still noticed that the tips of his ears were almost flushed. She chuckled inwardly and unleashed her ultimate move.

"Why has Your Highness come here? Did you punish me on a whim, but then feel sorry for me and couldn't rest easy, so you chased me here from the banquet?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuan Yan's dark phoenix eyes darkened, their chilling intensity capable of freezing people miles away.

"You dare bring up what happened at the banquet?"

Shen Ningzhu pouted, her eyes instantly welling up with tears, looking so aggrieved that she was about to cry. "Why not? Didn't His Highness say he would take responsibility for me?"

Jiang Xuan Yan coldly said, "I said I would take responsibility. When did I say I would grant you the position of Crown Princess? Shen Ningzhu, sometimes I really want to know, do you not have a brain?"

"Given your status, forget about becoming the Crown Princess; even being a maidservant would be a huge step up for you."

"What were you thinking, to have the audacity to spout such nonsense?"

"You don't think that saying that in public will force me to submit and achieve your goal, do you?"

"If that's the case, I can only tell you with certainty that you're courting death."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if to confirm his statement, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged male voice angrily pounded on the door and cursed.

"Shen Ningzhu, you rebellious jinx! Open the door right now! I'll beat you to death today, you unfilial daughter! You...you're trying to kill the whole family!"

"Dad, don't be angry. Let's wait until Zhuzhu comes out and ask her clearly before we talk about it. Maybe...maybe it's just a misunderstanding."

"Yes, Father, eldest brother is right. Shall we wait for our younger sister to come out and ask her what's going on before we discuss a plan?"

The two voices that answered were those of young people.

Judging from the conversation, it must be Minister Shen and his two sons. It seems that they found out about her behavior today.

Shen Ningzhu looked up at Jiang Xuanyan.

Seeing that the other party remained unmoved, and even seemed to be watching a good show with a hint of amusement in their eyes, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Fortunately, the commotion outside was loud enough that Zhiyuan and Zhiyi heard it and quickly ran over.

"Greetings, sir and gentlemen. Miss... she is not able to see you right now, please forgive her. Could you please come later..."

"Get out of my way. I want to see what's so inconvenient about this rebellious woman."

"She committed such a wrong act in public, and instead of kneeling down to admit her mistake before me, I have come to your door in person. Not only does she not come out to greet you, but she also dares to make excuses?"

"What good deed did you do that you're afraid I'll find out about, so you're hiding it and afraid to show your face? Humph, if you were afraid, why didn't you do something about it earlier?"

"Get out of my way, all of you. Today, I will enforce the family law in front of our ancestors and teach this rebellious daughter a lesson about what it means to be above the law."

Upon hearing that family discipline was to be used, Shen Ningzhu's heart trembled involuntarily.

In the past fifteen years, Minister Shen has only used family discipline once, when his second son, Shen Chenxi, insisted on abandoning literature and learning martial arts. Minister Shen was furious at the time and used family discipline on him.

At that time, Shen Ningzhu was required to watch the execution from the sidelines along with a group of younger members of her clan.

Shen Ningzhu clearly remembered the scene that day. A leather whip as thick as a finger lashed heavily across his strong back, and in just a few strokes, his clothes were torn.

Bright red blood stained his robes.

After the twenty lashes, Shen Chenxi nearly fainted and spent half a month in bed recovering.