"Hmph, I won't get any pity when I beat you like that. What's the difference between being out of favor?" Wang Jiaoru was hampered by the emperor's dignity and dared not speak out, but the meaning in her words was very obvious. "Since you are all out of favor, you still beg for nothing, don't you feel shameless?"

"False favor?" Deyang frowned and pointed at Xiahou Yongli who was blocking his face with a mysterious look on his face. He said lightly, "My husband can't even care about me, so where did he lose favor?"

Wang Jiaoru was nothing. Xue Baifeng, the imperial officials and some nobles next to him couldn't help but slash the corners of his mouth after hearing this. Miss Wang's disfavor was not the prostitute in other countries who were beautiful but lacked intelligence in front of him!

But Deyang's answer was amazing, and he instantly pushed Wang Jiaoru into a dilemma. Isn't this clearly saying that the Emperor of Shang was self-indulgent?

And it was through Wang Jiaoru’s mouth!

Wang Jiaoru was not stupid either. Naturally, she understood Deyang's words and pushed her into a dangerous situation. She couldn't help but snorted coldly, pulled out a whip, staring at Deyang with bad intentions: "A woman who has lost her power and status is not as good as a woman selling tofu on the street! Now she can only hide behind a stupid husband, and dare to be arrogant in front of me! Humph, your husband is just pretty, and I'm afraid there is no other use. Humph, you won't be naive to protect yourself, right?"

Deyang blinked, looked at his handsome face, which was blushed due to humiliation, stretched out his slender hand and gently held his hand, comforting softly: "Young Master, don't you be angry, if it weren't for your young master yesterday, how could Yin Yin's injury recover so quickly? This is to protect Yin Yin."

Then, she looked at Wang Jiaoru again, with a leisurely smile on her beautiful face: "Miss Wang is so aggressive and whip whenever she disagrees. Are you trying to make a name for yourself?"

Wang Jiaoru was slightly stunned. She had always been arrogant and didn't care much about other people's eyes, otherwise she wouldn't openly raise ten faces. But it was indeed a bit too much to whip in front of scholars all over the world. After all, these literati and poets have always looked down on warriors the most, and they have no good feelings for the arrogant woman. If they really arrange her, they will be confined by their father.

"Dongfang Qinghuang, don't be proud!" Wang Jiaoru snorted coldly and withdrew her whip.

Xue Baifeng wanted to come forward to persuade him, but when he saw Wang Jiaoru taking the whip on his own initiative, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have nothing to be proud of," Deyang shook his head with a smile, "It's nothing, why does Miss Wang need to cause trouble?"

Wang Jiaoru knew that she could not beat her in words, so she snorted coldly and stopped talking, but her eyes were still stuck to Xiahou Yongli's face and refused to move it away.

Xiahou Yongli held Deyang's hand tightly, touched his face with the other hand, then looked at Deyang in confusion, and asked in a low voice: "Yinyin, is there anything on my face? What does that bad woman think of me?"

His low voice was actually not very low, at least everyone around could hear it.

Deyang smiled and replied calmly: "Young master is unparalleled in beauty, and it is normal to attract bees and butterflies. Just ignore it."

Xiahou Yongli really agreed with the heavy emphasis, grabbed Deyang's hand and said seriously: "Yinyin, let's go, I don't like being watched by those annoying bees and butterflies!"

Deyang chuckled, and while he was dragging him forward slowly, he smiled and said with a smile: "Okay, I don't want you to be seen by those crazy bees and butterflies."

"Crazy Bee and Wave Butterfly? Are you a shameless bad guy?" Xiahou Yongli asked indifferently.

Deyang nodded with a smile: "Young Master is smarter, just to describe a shameless bad guy!"
Chapter completed!