Ye Jingchen noticed yesterday that the two little brats had hit each other hard, but he didn't expect that the two four-year-olds would hit each other so hard.

Summer was approaching, and Ye Jinghe wasn't wearing many clothes, just two layers, and they were loose. He didn't expect Ye Jingchen to just take off his clothes so easily, catching him completely off guard.

As he was pulled down, the bruises on his upper body were revealed, which looked particularly shocking on his pale and thin body.

"Summon Imperial Physician Zhang." After tidying up his clothes, Ye Jingchen said through gritted teeth.

"Brother, I'm fine. These marks only look scary. They don't hurt at all. Fourth Brother is just too delicate!" Seeing Ye Jingchen's gloomy face, Ye Jinghe finally realized that something was wrong and tried to use his charm and cuteness to get by. He didn't forget to put down Ye Jingyu at the end.

Ye Jingchen deliberately pinched his shoulder and asked, "Really? Doesn't it hurt at all?"

There was a bruise on Ye Jinghe's shoulder.

He instinctively gasped, his smile more like a grimace, but he still stubbornly insisted, "It doesn't hurt."

Ye Jingchen was so angry he laughed and didn't bother to pay him any attention.

He let the other children do their morning exercises first, while he took Ye Jinghe back to his palace.

When Physician Zhang arrived, Ye Jinghe obediently took off his clothes for the old physician to examine. It was discovered that there were many bruises on his shoulders, waist, stomach, and thighs.

Upon seeing these marks, the old imperial physician's gaze toward Ye Jingchen immediately became somewhat strange.

"Why are you looking at me like that? These marks on his body weren't done by me, he got them from fighting!" Ye Jingchen said irritably.

The old imperial physician's gaze shifted from skeptical and stiff to solemn, and he said earnestly, "Please allow this old minister to carefully examine His Highness the Fifth Prince."

As he spoke, he began to take Ye Jinghe's pulse, and after taking his pulse, he carefully examined the bruises.

"Your Highness, the bruises on the Fifth Prince's body only look scary; they're actually not too serious. They'll disappear after a few days of applying ointment," the old imperial physician said to Ye Jingchen after the examination.

After leaving the ointment, he withdrew.

Ye Jingchen opened the jar of ointment, applied it to the areas behind Ye Jinghe that he couldn't reach, then handed the ointment to Ye Jinghe and said coldly, "Apply the rest yourself!"

Ye Jinghe wanted his brother to apply the medicine for him, but seeing that his brother was obviously very angry, he didn't dare to say anything and just casually applied some medicine to the bruises himself.

He was unaware of the severity of the pain, grimacing and gasping for breath, but he dared not feign pitifulness at this moment. He hastily wiped the wound and then had to put on his clothes.

Ye Jingchen sighed, stopped him, took the ointment and carefully applied it to him again, then helped him get dressed.

"Thank you, brother!" Ye Jinghe gave Ye Jingchen a sweet smile.

"You only pretend to be obedient in front of your brother, you never listen to a word he says!" Ye Jingchen was so angry that he poked his forehead hard with his finger, making him lean back.

"I listen to my brother. It was my fourth brother who hit me first. He hit me, so I couldn't just not fight back, could I?" Ye Jinghe asked, feeling wronged.

In fact, neither of them could say for sure who struck first. Perhaps they were of one mind and suddenly attacked each other with great force.

However, in front of his brother, Ye Jinghe naturally did his best to smear Ye Jingyu. Anyway, that guy just looks very polite, but he is actually full of bad intentions and is not innocent at all!

Ye Jingchen only believed half of what he said, but the arena was quite high, and they couldn't see clearly from below. So, apart from the two people involved, no one else knew the truth of the matter. Consort Xian probably only thought that Ye Jinghe had bullied Ye Jingyu.

In Yongchun Palace, Consort Xian couldn't sleep a wink all night after seeing the bruises on Ye Jingyu's body.

Ye Jingyu did not tell her that he was injured. If it weren't for the palace maid seeing him while he was bathing that night and reporting it to her, she probably wouldn't have known that her child was being bullied like this in the East Palace!

She held Ye Jingyu and cried for a long time before hurriedly calling for the imperial physician.

Fortunately, after examining Ye Jingyu, the imperial physician said that the injuries were only superficial and had not affected his internal organs. However, the bruises on Ye Jingyu's body were so shocking that Consort Xian felt heartbroken just looking at them.

Although she had a purpose in sending Ye Jingyu to study at Wenhua Hall, how could a mother not feel heartbroken when she saw her child being bullied like this?

After the medicine was applied, Consort Xian asked Ye Jingyu what had happened.

Ye Jingyu initially hesitated and didn't want to talk.

Although he lost the competition today, he knew in his heart that Ye Jinghe had not gained any advantage over him either. The two of them were evenly matched and both suffered losses.

Ye Jinghe attacked him with deadly force, and he showed no mercy in return. Ye Jinghe probably wasn't in much better shape either.

He didn't want to tell his mother because he knew that if she knew that Ye Jinghe had inflicted the injuries on him, she would definitely seek justice for him. But Ye Jinghe didn't have a mother, so there was no one to seek justice for him!

The fight was their own doing, and they suffered the injuries together, so he couldn't blame anyone else. Naturally, he couldn't take advantage of his mother's love to bully Ye Jinghe.

Seeing that Ye Jingyu refused to speak, Consort Xian quickly imagined ten or eight scenes of Ye Jingyu suffering in the Wenhua Hall, and began to wipe away her tears.

Ye Jingyu was most afraid of his mother crying in front of him. When his mother cried, he would panic and tell her about the fight he had with Ye Jinghe.

"His Highness the Crown Prince clearly knows that Ye Jinghe is a little madman, yet he still lets you fight with him. His Highness the Crown Prince is clearly using Ye Jinghe to bully you!" Consort Xian was furious after hearing this.

“But my brother clearly stipulated that I and my fifth brother were not allowed to hurt each other. We were the ones who disobeyed my brother, so we can’t blame him,” Ye Jingyu defended Ye Jingchen.

"No fight is without injuries! He made you fight because he had ulterior motives!" Consort Xian wouldn't listen to Ye Jingyu's explanation at all.

"Besides, Ye Jinghe must have hit you first, right? Your mother has always taught you to be polite and respectful. How could you possibly fight? My poor child, Ye Jinghe beat you up like this. Your mother must go to His Majesty to seek justice for you!" Consort Xian said, wiping away her tears.

Ye Jingyu: ...

He hesitated for a long time before saying hesitantly, "Mother, actually I can fight. That—my fifth brother… he probably isn't in much better shape either. I didn't suffer any losses."

"So, Mother, could you please not tell Father? I don't want Father to know that I fought with my fifth brother," Ye Jingyu pleaded.

Because of Ye Jingyu's words, Consort Xian couldn't sleep for half the night.

She couldn't understand how her obedient and sensible son could have learned to fight after only a little over a month at the Wenhua Hall.