The County Magistrate's Wife didn't understand why it was her son and a sow inside, instead of the mute girl they had abducted. Then a faint sense of relief rose in her heart. See? They really hadn't taken the Princess's student, hadn't forced that mute girl. Her son was only forcing a pig—humiliating, yes, but surely that wouldn't be a big deal, right?
"Filthy to the eye." Tianmiao frowned.
"To offend the Princess is a capital crime!" Tang Zhishi said coldly. That kind of scoundrel, and he still wanted to set his sights on his Qinghe. Death is too good for him!
A capital crime?
When the County Magistrate's Wife heard this, she trembled all over. She dropped to her knees and let out a pig‑killing shriek: "Princess, spare his life. Princess, the one inside isn't your student, I beg the Princess to spare my son." How had she forgotten that having the Princess witness something like this was also an offense against the Princess's majesty. That was a capital crime too!
