As Jiang Pengji was about to push her way in, Feng Zhen anticipated her actions and expended all of his strength to block her path.
"The lord is different from others. How can a prestigious and noble person like you engage in a fight with common, boorish men?"
Although Feng Zhen's words were crude, he'd taken Yang Si's advice.
"What's in an invaluable body? It is merely made up of flesh, blood, and bone. Your lord isn't made of glass. I am not so brittle that I will shatter easily." Jiang Pengji knew he meant well, but his concern wasn't necessary. She hadn't revealed her gender to him because she wanted any special treatment. "Please tell Jing Rong as well that there is no need to be so caring towards me. It makes me feel uneasy... Just treat me as you did in the past."