At this time, the male doctors were startled when they heard Li Ge's words, and hurriedly said: "There are differences between men and women, Madam, so we should ask the medical ladies to examine Mrs.
Fan's injuries."
Li Ge looked at the old doctors, whose faces were all red, and waved his hands very considerately: "You all should step aside first.
All the medical ladies will stay."
When there were only women left in the entire palace, Li Ge unceremoniously asked the maids to strip Fang Yingying down to her bellyband.
When they saw her body that was no longer young, Li Ge and Bai Yin felt a bad breath in their chests.
Fang Yingying was so angry that she was trembling all over.
She was holding her body in her arms and trembling.
She glared at Li Ge angrily without saying anything: "You will regret it."
"Come in, Fang Yingying, come on, slap your mouth," Li Ge ordered with a leisurely expression.
Immediately, a grandma came forward and gave Fang Yingying a few slaps in the mouth.
She was so beaten that she no longer dared to talk nonsense and just stared at Xia Lige with her eyes.
"Don't think that you will get any chance by deliberately flirting in front of His Majesty.
Even if you are naked and lying in front of him, he will never look at you."
Li Ge picked up a cup of tea and took a sip slowly.
Fang Yingying immediately forgot the lesson of being beaten just now and immediately retorted: "It's impossible for your majesty to be a man too."
Li Ge looked at her as if she were looking at a monster and laughed loudly: "Someone, please take out that zoetrope and show it to Mrs.
Fan."
Soon a large, crystal-clear mirror was carefully pushed in front of Fang Yingying, covered with a piece of velvet cloth.
Li Ge slowly walked down from his seat, came to Fang Yingying's side, and then slowly took off his coat.
Fang Yingying stared at her, feeling incredible, but she didn't dare to say a word.
"Today I'm going to let you taste what it means to be ashamed of yourself."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Ge's mouth.
The velvet cloth in front of the large mirror was lifted, and the bright mirror surface immediately reflected two equally similar bodies.
Fang Yingying saw this diorama as a tribute from a foreign country for the first time, and was shocked by the clear and realistic scene.
What shocked her even more were the two women in the mirror.
Both women only wore bellybands, exposing their shoulders and arms.
And one of them has a graceful body, skin as good as snow, slender arms, soft chest standing proudly, a round waist, and no trace of fat on the lower abdomen.
Those who don't know think that the person inside is a girl in her mid-twenties. .
The other one already has a lot of fat on his body, his arms are thick and the flesh has dropped, but there is more fat on the waist and abdomen, and the skin is rough and miserable.
No comparison, no harm Fang Yingying was finally deeply shocked.
When she failed to marry Zimin as she wished, she always felt that it was Xia Lige who used charm techniques.
As for the charm method, she couldn't explain clearly, but from the beginning to the end, she never felt that Xia Lige was much better than her.
But now, she finally understands why Xuan Zimin chose Xia Lige instead of her Xia Lige is forty years old this year, but she can still look as delicate as a twenty-year-old girl after taking off her clothes.
You can imagine what she looked like more than twenty years ago.
Fang Yingying's beaten and dejected look made her look even older in an instant.
She was obviously only two years older than Xia Lige, but she looked more than ten years older than her in appearance.
Based on appearance alone, Xia Lige defeated her instantly, let alone temperament and connotation, she was far inferior to Xia Lige Li Ge successfully defeated Fang Yingying with this move, and slowly asked the palace maid to put on the clothes for both of them, and then said leisurely: "Mrs.
Fan, are you still not convinced that Zimin chose me back then?"
Fang Yingying was speechless.
She no longer had the unwilling thoughts she had in the past, and she even lost her confidence.
Your Majesty, you lost a demon queen
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