Even if I Took Ten Thousand Steps Back, Couldn't It Have Been My Crown Prince Brother's Fault?!

Although this was Xi Youshan's first time doing such a thing, her face was already deathly pale from what the little princess's inner voice had revealed, and the acting skills she unleashed in that instant were remarkably convincing.

"I'm unharmed." Her expression of feigned fortitude was pitifully touching. "I simply feel terribly guilty. I should never have played such an ill-judged joke on Your Little Highnesses."

With that, she loosely curled her right hand before her lips and gave two quiet sobs.

Everyone: "..."

The performance left everyone who had long since witnessed far more masterful acting utterly unmoved, but for Jiang Yingcheng, who believed beauty was justice, it hit exactly the right note.

Looking anxious, Jiang Yingcheng told Kan Hongxi, "Hurry and help Aunties up!"

[Aunties are so pretty. What could she possibly have done wrong?] Jiang Yingcheng nodded, affirming her own reasoning. [She definitely didn't mean it!]

[Even if I took ten thousand steps back, couldn't it have been my crown prince brother's fault?!]

Jiang Yingcheng thought, with what she considered sound reasoning, [My crown prince brother is so good at martial arts. It's all his fault for not rushing over right away and letting Chengcheng get scared!]

That barrage of twisted logic left everyone dizzy. No one present dared look up at Jiang Tinghuai's expression, and even Xi Youshan's sobbing stopped for a suspicious instant.

Realizing it had been a long time since the gentle pats on her back had last fallen, Jiang Yingcheng looked up in confusion.

[Huh? Why aren't you patting me anymore?]

Jiang Tinghuai's hand, suspended in midair, descended again, the pats growing slightly harder as he gritted his teeth.

Haven't you taken a few too many steps back?!

The strange atmosphere in the room eased somewhat with Jiang Tinghuai's movements.

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