After being reborn, I was won over by the heartfelt words of my loyal bodyguard.

Because, in their memory, Gan Luo had never said a single harsh word to Zhao Wuji.

As everyone knows, the eldest princess has a fondness for handsome men. She fell in love with Zhao Wuji at first sight, took him back to her residence, and gave him unparalleled power.

Furthermore, within the Princess's residence, the Princess granted Zhao Wuji absolute respect and freedom. As long as Zhao Wuji wished, his food, clothing, and lifestyle could surpass those of the Princess.

After a brief moment of shock, Zhao Wuji spoke with undisguised disgust: "Gan Luo, if you're trying to get my attention this way, let me tell you, it's impossible!"

As the son of the Grand Tutor, Zhao Wuji was a suitable match for Gan Luo in terms of social standing. However, Gan Luo intended to make him his son-in-law and even forcibly took him into his mansion. Such actions undoubtedly trampled on his dignity.

Even confined to the princess's residence, he still maintained his pride and integrity.

"You can only imprison my body, you'll never imprison my heart!" Zhao Wuji said angrily. "I advise you not to waste your time..."

Seeing that he was about to launch into another long-winded speech, Gan Luo's patience ran out. He suddenly stood up, grabbed Zhao Wuji by the collar, and threw him away violently. The incessant noise finally disappeared.

Zhao Wuji was thrown back on his back, looking utterly disheveled, but still looked up in disbelief: "Gan Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Gan Luo looked down at Zhao Wuji with an icy expression.

Taking advantage of her favor, he acted arrogantly and domineeringly in her mansion, and even openly declared that he liked her cousin. How could I have been so blinded by love and fallen for such a person?

"Drag him out and make him kneel down. Remember to gag him."

The guards' expressions brightened.

They had long been dissatisfied with Zhao Wuji, but they could only tolerate it because the princess protected him. Now that the princess had given the order, they immediately dragged Zhao Wuji out like a dead dog.

Although Zhao Wuji was the son of the Grand Tutor and could be considered somewhat talented, he was physically weak and had no power to resist.

"Let me go! Gan Luo, are you crazy? You actually did this for a..." Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Wuji's mouth was covered, and the rest of his words were choked back down his throat. The guards quickly dragged him away, fearing that the princess might soften her heart and cause a change in the situation.

Hearing the commotion, some of the bolder servants dropped what they were doing and came to watch. They thought it was the princess punishing the shadow guards again, but they didn't expect to see Young Master Zhao.

He knelt on the steps, his hands and feet bound, and a rag stuffed in his mouth. He had completely lost his previous arrogance and struggled like a comical worm.

Zhao Wuji was a special case for the eldest princess, a fact known to all. The eldest princess, who was usually bloodthirsty and cruel, seemed like a completely different person in his presence.

But Zhao Wuji was truly ungrateful and always spoke arrogantly to the princess.

What's going on here?

Gan Luo's expression was cold and stern, inspiring both submission and, more importantly, fear in those who followed.

After the farce ended, the room finally returned to quiet. Gan Luo crossed her legs, rested one elbow on her knee, and supported her chin with her slender hand, casually watching the boy kneeling on the ground, trying to minimize his presence.

"come over."

Lin Fengmian couldn't believe his ears.

In fact, Zhao Wuji had been completely bewildered ever since the princess began punishing him.

Zhao Wuji dared to be so presumptuous in front of the Princess because she spoiled him. Now that he has been punished because of her, even if the Princess's attitude is unclear, he is already prepared to be humiliated to death and have his body left to rot in the wilderness.

Seeing that the person did not move, Gan Luo's eyes turned cold, and her tone revealed impatience: "Don't make me say it a second time."

Lin Fengmian finally moved, but he knelt down and moved to Gan Luo's feet. His head was still bowed to the ground, humble and careful, and his back showed a resolute farewell.

“Princess, I deserve to die,” he said.