"Uh... probably, the bone would crack?" Qiao Xiaomai struggled with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes, her little face full of innocence, "She hit me first. You didn't see how hard her slap was; if it had landed on me..."
"If it had landed, you would definitely be like that Zhao family girl, not only with a crooked face but also with teeth falling out, right?" Yang Wenxiao interrupted her.
Qiao Xiaomai, "…Yes."
She had struck Zhao Lan with the intent to do real harm; Zhao Lan's face was likely still not healed by now.
Seeing that she had caused trouble and was now acting obedient, Yang Wenxiao snorted, lifted his finger, and poked her, "So capable, so impressive."
At his words, Qiao Xiaomai blinked and sat up straight like a kindergarten child, placing her hands on her knees and opening her mouth with an obedient expression, "What I did was self-defense. So what if she's a princess? Since she's come to Daqi, she should follow the rules of our Daqi."
