At this moment, Wei Chi Lianping was still spouting nonsense.
Princess Hua Chang saw the smile still lingering on his lips and picked up a tree branch.
She brought it down directly onto his thigh.
This time, Wei Chi Lianping's pain was no act. In the dim night, his dark face paled several shades, and he had to lean against a tree to stay upright.
His fingers dug into the bark as he gritted his teeth. "We've been married for so long, yet I never knew the Eldest Princess had such... proclivities!"
Princess Hua Chang fumed. How dare he shout at her and compare her to those sorts of depraved people.
It was no secret that some aristocratic families had peculiar tastes, enjoying the use of whips and hot wax during their intimate moments. Some went even further; there were even cases of people being strangled to death in the heat of passion.
Princess Hua Chang desperately wanted to strike him again to vent her anger.
But as she brought the branch before her eyes, her hand froze.
