Feng Qing immediately said humbly, "No, no, I do have shortcomings, but I will change."
After finishing, she blinked at Rong Ling and said, "Why not let the Prince note down those ten strokes? If in the future I take good care of the Prince, waive the ten strokes. If not, the Prince can punish me then."
Rong Ling looked at her coldly, realizing that she had managed to talk her way out of the ten strokes.
Heh, Rong Ling let out a cold laugh but eventually agreed. Firstly, this woman was indeed his savior, and secondly, he indeed needed her for acupuncture and massage at the moment.
"Fine, I'll do as you wish this time, and I'll note down the ten strokes. If you cause trouble for me again in the future, I'll settle both old and new scores and give you thirty strokes."
Feng Qing was startled but inwardly decided she absolutely could not provoke this Demon again.
"Alright, let's do as the Prince says. Please lie down, I will give you a massage."
