Though Duan Yanqing and the others were intimidated by Song Qingshu's martial prowess, they still had to make a living in the First Rank Hall in the future. If they continued standing by, they would likely suffer once they returned to Western Xia.
Left with no choice, they called their companions over and approached, saying with miserable expressions, "Young Master Song, please do not make things difficult for us."
Song Qingshu snorted faintly. "I'm merely having a little fun with your Princess. Whoever dares come over without knowing their place, don't blame me for being rude to your Princess."
Duan Yanqing and the others had not wanted to come over in the first place. Now that they had a perfectly respectable excuse, they promptly stopped. "Anything can be discussed. Please do not make things difficult for our Princess."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. "I haven't made things difficult for her. We merely made a bet."
Princess Yinchuan pressed her lips tightly together, half in anger and half in embarrassment. After all, she had proposed the bet herself. Being reduced to such a sorry state now was unbearably awkward.
"Still not handing over the antidote?" Song Qingshu asked with a teasing smile.
Princess Yinchuan simply turned her face away. She was stubborn to the bone and could not bring herself to admit defeat.
"If you won't talk, then I'll shake you again." With that, Song Qingshu flicked his sleeve, and Princess Yinchuan helplessly began swinging through the air once more.
"I won't give it to you!" Though Princess Yinchuan was already dizzy from the shaking, she gritted her teeth and held on through sheer stubbornness.
Suddenly, she felt a cool sensation on her face. Because she was hanging upside down, the veil over her face could no longer stay in place and