After being reborn, I was won over by the heartfelt words of my loyal bodyguard.

Chapter 3: The Second Rejection

When Zhao Wuji kicked him just now, he bumped into a few corners, and the medicine spilled out, some of it splashing onto Gan Luo's clothes.

Although Zhao Wuji kicked him first, he was also at fault. No one, except Zhao Wuji, had ever escaped punishment for making a mistake in front of her.

"Take off."

When the princess said this, Lin Fengmian thought he had misheard. He looked up in confusion, but when he met the princess's gaze, he looked down again. But just one glance was enough for Gan Luo to see through his thoughts.

Previously, if she was unconditionally tolerant of Zhao Wuji, then she was unconditionally cold-hearted towards Lin Fengmian.

Now that he's being asked to take off his clothes, he probably suspects that I've come up with some new way to torture him.

This is not surprising. After all, even Zhao Wuji, who was extremely favored, was punished, let alone this unpopular bodyguard.

A hint of doubt flashed in Gan Luo's eyes. Had she just heard Lin Fengmian's thoughts?

Looking back, she did have a terrible temper. But after she passed away, her spirit wandered around and saw many things she hadn't seen before, which made her able to tolerate many things.

Lin Fengmian was someone she personally selected from the group of shadow guards. When she first saw him, his eyes held the same stubborn and unyielding look as they did now. She found it amusing and took him back. Initially, she only saw him as a tool for venting her frustrations, but after her death, he so resolutely followed her in death.

"My body is unsightly and may offend the Princess's eyes," Lin Fengmian said in a low voice.

This was the second time Lin Fengmian had refused her order.

Gan Luo was never very patient, but seeing the boy cowering in fear, she decided to give him another chance.

"I remember you came to my residence a year ago, didn't you?" she asked.

"Yes, I have been in the palace for a year. It is my honor to be favored by the Princess." Lin Fengmian flattered her, but his tone was indifferent.

He was among the strongest of his generation of shadow guards. If he had gone to another mansion, he would at least be a deputy commander by now, instead of being humiliated like this.

"So, you think that because time has passed, I can no longer order you around, is that it?"

The slightly raised tone made Lin Fengmian stiffen. He straightened up, and with a tug, his clothes were immediately pulled down to his waist.

Gan Luo's previously lazy gaze suddenly froze.

Lin Fengmian had whip marks on her fair shoulders and abdomen, inflicted by her own hands the day before.

Because of his years of martial arts training, he has no excess fat on his body, with clearly defined eight-pack abs, broad shoulders, and a slim waist.

With such a great physique, even Gan Luo, who had seen many handsome men of all kinds, couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.

Lin Fengmian pursed his slightly dry lips, feeling extremely ashamed by the princess's undisguised scrutiny.

There are rumors that the eldest princess has a penchant for collecting handsome men. What should he do if the eldest princess develops feelings for him?

Gan Luo suddenly laughed, his earrings swaying as he laughed.

She found the little shadow guard's thoughts quite interesting.

"Yuan Zheng, invite all the imperial physicians to the manor," Gan Luo instructed.

Yuan Zheng was the commander of the guards in her mansion, and he was the first to receive the order to drag Zhao Wuji out.

"Yes, Your Highness, I obey." Is Princess Chang's request for the imperial physician perhaps out of concern for Zhao Wuji?

However, he could only think about it in his heart and dared not ask any more questions. He hurriedly went to ask someone for help.

Zhao Wuji, who was kneeling outside, also heard the order coming from inside the hall. He puffed out his chest as much as possible to indicate, his eyes clearly saying, "Why aren't you untying me yet?"

The guard dared not act rashly and could only nervously go in to ask for instructions:

"Your Highness, should we spare Young Master Zhao from punishment?"

If someone hadn't reminded him, Gan Luo would have completely forgotten about Zhao Wuji.

"Alright, let him go. Let him calm down in his own courtyard for a month and not allow him to go out. All his privileges in the Princess's residence will be revoked from now on."

The guard obeyed and left, looking at Zhao Wuji, who was in a sorry state but still unwilling to lower his pride, with a look of sympathy.

This young master Zhao is probably really going to fall out of favor completely this time.