Ouyang Zhenzhu secretly rolled her eyes. "All talk," she muttered. "I don't believe you."
Princess Chang Le rolled up her sleeves. "Get in the carriage. I'll prove it to you right now."
"No way!" Ouyang Zhenzhu frantically shook her head.
'She had no desire to fall flat on her face.'
Annoyed at having her abilities questioned, Princess Chang Le grabbed Ouyang Zhenzhu and insisted on getting into the carriage to give her a demonstration.
"Help me!" Ouyang Zhenzhu clung to the carriage shaft, refusing to get in.
Zhi Wan, finding the scene hilarious, stepped forward to break it up.
"Your Highness, we know you're quite skilled, but Zhenzhu is very heavy. It's probably best not to risk it."
Ouyang Zhenzhu was speechless.
'Why did that comment make her so uncomfortable?'
'Since when was she "very heavy"?'
