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“Eyes, look at me.”
She lifted her head.
“Skirt, lift it.”
She carefully raised her skirt.
“Higher. Hold that position and don’t move.”
She cried out in shock.
“Y-Your Highness? What are you trying to do…”
“Not moving? Do you want me to do it?”
The blood princess cast her a cold glance.
“Remember this—you’re nothing but my plaything. You have no right to refuse me.”
And so, once again, Su Ling chose to…