Princess Yinchuan's expression turned strange. Why did that sound so awkward? What did he mean, he wouldn't do it in front of so many people? Would he do it in private, then?
"I hope you are not the kind of despicable man who goes back on his word." At this point, she had no other choice but to trust him.
However, with her belt having been pulled away, although her dress would not actually fall off, Princess Yinchuan still did not feel at ease. She tightly clutched her clothes over her chest with both hands. I'm no match for him in martial arts anyway, and now I can't even shake him off with Lingbo Weibu. Whether I defend myself or not makes little difference. I might as well use both hands to protect my chest. No matter how skilled he is, taking out the antidote without touching me would be harder than climbing to the heavens.
"Are you ready, Princess? Then I'm coming again." Song Qingshu wore a teasing smile.
Princess Yinchuan blushed and could not help spitting, "Shameless!" Yet she did not dare lower her guard in the slightest. She had been distracted just now, and her belt had been undone in an instant. If she lost focus again, she feared her clothes might be torn off.
Song Qingshu indeed moved like a bolt of lightning, arriving beside her before she could even see clearly. Her wrist hurt, and by the time she reacted, both hands had already been tied behind her back with her own belt.
"You broke the rules!" Princess Yinchuan had received guidance from the Imperial Consort since childhood and had always been extremely confident in her martial arts. Yet before Song Qingshu, she had not the slightest ability to resist.
Song Qingshu stood some distance