Chapter 47: Do You Believe Me? (Please Follow)_1

"..."

Silence, deathly still!

The entire room quieted down.

The princess was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning, feeling smoke rising from the top of her head.

She felt she could die right then and there.

But could she shred these things before dying, to preserve her innocence?

Fang Yang bent down to pick up "The Art of the Bedchamber," and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

Wasn't this the manual he had obtained from a disciple of Chunqing Hall?

Originally treasuring it like a prized possession, he had thought it would surely allow him to conquer the princess, but he did not expect she would have it, too.

No wonder his diligent practice every day elicited no surprise from the princess. Instead, there was a sense of old-hat cooperation between them.

So...

They were studying the same manual, apprenticed to the same master.

There was simply no breaking the moves.

However...