After failing the imperial examination, he began to wield immense power after entering the palace!

"Clatter!"

Taking advantage of Princess Anle's attempt to tie his hands, Li Fan struck with lightning speed.

Princess Anle felt a numbness in her wrist, and the whip slipped from her hand.

By the time she realized what was happening, her hands were already tightly bound behind her back with her own whip.

"you……"

She struggled violently, but Li Fan grabbed her shoulder, flipped her over, and pinned her to the desk.

The red dress spread out, bunching up at the waist, revealing a section of fair and tender waist and two long, straight legs.

"You dog of a slave, you dare to resist?"

Princess Anle was furious. She couldn't understand how this dog of a servant dared to lay a hand on her when the Imperial Guards were all around.

Is he really not afraid of death?

"Snapped!"

Princess Anle trembled and let out a muffled groan.

Her eyes widened once again, but this time with more shame, indignation, and anger.

This is the second time I've been beaten by a eunuch!

"Dog! Servant!"

"The princess is getting bolder and bolder..."

Li Fan's voice came down from above Princess Anle's head, unhurried and even with a hint of a smile.

"Now that you're not doing what I want, haha, what am I supposed to do?"

Princess Anle turned her head and glared at him, her peach blossom eyes filled with uncontrollable anger.

"You worthless lackey, you're finished! I'll call my men in right now and have them tear you to pieces..."

Li Fan bent down directly.

He leaned close to Princess Anle's ear, his voice low, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

"Princess, if you dare, then shout! The louder you shout, the better."

"Let those Imperial Guards outside rush in and see what position our most esteemed Princess Anle of Great Chu is currently slumped over on the table."

Princess Anle froze.

She was usually very concerned about her appearance, and if a group of imperial guards saw her like this...

Li Fan continued, "At that time, the entire capital will know that Princess Anle was spanked by a little eunuch."

"Princess, do you even care about your reputation?"

Princess Anle's eyes flickered, but she bit her lip and remained silent.

"Snapped!"

Another slap landed.

This time, Princess Anle's body trembled violently, and a soft, sweet sound involuntarily escaped her throat.

"Um……"

Princess Anle's eyes widened.

She couldn't believe that was the sound she was making; it was utterly shameful!

Why is this happening?

Li Fan was stunned.

Wait a minute, isn't this reaction a little off?

Li Fan's eyes looked strange.

"Snapped!"

"Hmm... Hmph..."

Another sound, even softer, sweeter, and more... than before.

Li Fan's Adam's apple bobbed.

He became certain of one thing: this arrogant, domineering, and ruthless Princess Anle harbored something within her that she herself was unaware of.

Princess Anle bit her lip hard, trying to suppress that damned voice.

"stop……"

Her voice had lost its previous ferocity, instead carrying a slight tremor and softness.

Li Fan has already found a way to control this unruly princess, so naturally he won't stop.

"Snapped!"

"Hmm!"

Princess Anle finally couldn't take it anymore.

Seeing this, Li Fan stopped.

The study fell silent.

Only Princess Anle's low sobs and disordered breathing could be heard.

"Princess, what's wrong?"

After a while.

Princess Anle finally recovered and slowly got up from the table.

She still had the whip in her mouth, her hair was disheveled, her hairpin was askew, and her red dress was crumpled up; she was in a terrible state.

"Pooh!"

Princess Anle forcefully spat out the whip from her mouth and turned to look at Li Fan.

Those peach blossom eyes held tears, hatred, shame, anger, and a hint of confusion that she herself was unaware of.

"You filthy lackey, this princess will kill you!"

Li Fan reached out to wipe away Princess Anle's tears.

The moment his fingers touched her cheek, she abruptly turned her head, wiping the half-drop of tear on her shoulder, determined not to let him touch her.

Extremely stubborn.

Li Fan smiled, not annoyed.

He grabbed Princess Anle's chin, tightened his fingers, and forcefully turned her face back.

With his other hand, he slowly wiped away the tear stains from the corner of her eyes, with a force that was hard to describe as either gentle or rough.

"Buzz!"

Princess Anle froze.

From childhood to adulthood, the eunuchs and palace maids would tremble at the sight of her like mice before a cat, wishing they could bury their heads in her neck.

Even the sons of princes and nobles were extremely respectful in her presence, not daring to even breathe loudly.

No one had ever used such a forceful, brook-nothing method to grab her chin and force her to look up.

A strange tremor ran through her heart, but it was quickly overwhelmed by a torrent of rage.

"You filthy lackey, this princess will tear you to pieces!"

Li Fan released his grip, took a step back, and looked at her expression as if she wanted to devour him whole, without the slightest panic.

"Princess, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

"I'll play with the princess again next time."

Play?

Princess Anle was so angry that she trembled all over, her chest heaving violently beneath her red dress.

What did he take this for?

Play with her?

"Oh, right."

Li Fan suddenly stopped, turned around, glanced at her, and spoke with a smile.

"Before I leave, I need to take something from the princess."

Princess Anle's face stiffened.

She still hates the last time she was cheated on with her bellyband, and now she wants to take something else?

Her eyes immediately became alert, but her hands were still bound behind her back with a whip, and she could not move, so she could only let him stand in front of her.

This feeling of humiliation made her feel angry and powerless, with an underlying sense of unease...

"You dog of a servant, immediately untie the whip!"

Li Fan smiled and said, "Princess, don't be in a hurry. What I want this time is very simple. I only need one of your socks."

Princess Anle's expression changed again.

Socks are also intimate items. If a man takes them, what's the difference between them and a bellyband?

"You scoundrel! This princess will not allow it! Forget about it!"