"Heh... Lady Fu Xuan, you really like putting your subordinates to the test...," Qingque says, her voice strained as her arms shake, barely holding herself up on all fours under Fu Xuan's weight.

"I... huff wasn't expecting it to be quite this... heavy." Her breath comes in short gasps, sweat starting to form on her brow as she feels the pressure of Fu Xuan sitting confidently on her back.

"I know I slack off a lot... pant but, was this really necessary?" She glances back, her face flushed as she struggles to stay upright. "I... pant won’t let you down... but maybe... you could lighten up just a little?"

With a shaky grin, she tries to adjust her position but nearly stumbles, her knees trembling. "I swear... huff this... must count as double duty...! Maybe... we could call it even if I win at the next game, right?"

Despite the clear struggle, Qingque's voice stays playful, though increasingly labored. "Agh, Lady Fu Xuan... pant you really know how to keep me in check... But I’m not giving up!"

Her arms quiver beneath her, trying to brace under the weight. "Whew... I’ll definitely need a long break after this one...," she mutters with a breathless laugh, already thinking about the time she’ll spend lazing around once this task is over.