Jiang Zhuo's face was cold, and he raised his hand slightly, "Come here, collect Miss Tu Ling's bag and escort her out of the house."

Tu Ling looked deeply shocked and looked pleadingly at the silent Meng Youning.

Her voice was choked with sobs. "Princess, did I do something before that caused you to misunderstand? There really is nothing between Xiaoran and me... between me and His Highness the Crown Prince. You must believe me!"

She raised her eyes slightly and stared straight at Meng Youning.

While she was speaking, her eyes were already red and swollen.

She turned sideways to glance at Qi Ran, then continued to look at Meng Youning pitifully.

She sniffed, slowly squatted down, reached out and gently tugged at the hem of Meng Youning's skirt, "Princess, please, give me a chance to live, okay?"

Meng Youning frowned slightly and said nothing.

Tu Ling clutched the hem of Meng Youning's skirt tightly, a trace of desolation flashing across her eyes. "In fact, when the prince first proposed to live in his mansion, I disagreed, but I couldn't scare him enough, so I agreed to move in."

She paused, her eyes becoming even more rosy, her originally fair skin now faintly showing a hint of red, "If I had known that this would cause such misunderstandings between the Princess and the Crown Prince's Consort, I would never have agreed to it."

She clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands. "However, I am still burdened with a deep blood feud. I have already resigned from my original position as a working woman. Now I only have the Prince's Mansion to live in."

"If the Crown Princess really doesn't forgive me, can you please wait a little longer, until tomorrow? I'll go out early tomorrow to find a place to live, and I'll move out once I find one, okay?"

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at Meng Youning intently.

The pleading in his eyes was very obvious.

Seeing that Meng Youning remained silent, Tu Ling's face was full of disappointment.

She knelt down directly in front of Meng Youning.

Jiang Zhuo sighed and just as he stretched out his hand, he saw Meng Youning suddenly stand up, move his body, and sit on the other side.

She murmured softly, "It's not New Year's Day, and I won't give you any money for kneeling."

Tu Ling's expression froze.

I never expected Meng Youning to be like this.

Based on her previous understanding of Meng Youning, shouldn't she be at a loss, standing there in a daze, and being forced to accept her kneeling?

She gritted her teeth and turned around.

Meng Youning raised her eyelids and moved quickly before Tu Ling turned around.

Make sure that the person Tu Ling is kneeling to is not her.

After the third time, Tu Ling could only hold back and say, "Even if the Crown Prince's Consort doesn't like me, there's no need to play with me like this, right?"

Meng Youning: "What are you talking about? You suddenly knelt down in front of me and scared me. I'm lucky I didn't ask you to compensate me for mental damages."

Tu Ling's expression froze completely. "Mental...damage compensation...?"

Qi Ran smashed the fruit in his hand into the fruit bowl, causing it to break.

He stood up angrily, bent down slightly and pulled Tu Ling's arm, "Sister Ling, come, get up."

Tu Ling had no choice but to get up.

Qi Ran glared at Jiang Zhuo in dissatisfaction, "Sister Ling is a guest. This is how you treat a guest. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if this gets out?"

Jiang Zhuo glared and was about to speak.

Qi Ran had already turned around and looked at Meng Youning coldly, "Do you have to be so extreme? What did she do to you that you have to embarrass her like this?"

Meng Youning rolled her eyes immediately. "Can't you see? Didn't you see I didn't say a word? She just went crazy, kneeling down and begging for forgiveness. I wish I could stay away from her."

She suddenly thought, is this guy going to slap himself in the face?

Just as she had this thought, she saw Tu Ling sobbing slightly and slapping herself. "Even if I have to be kicked out today, I will shamelessly ask for the Crown Prince's Consort's forgiveness."

With the crisp sound, the noisy environment suddenly became quiet.

At that moment, not only Meng Youning was silent, but even Qi Shangqing and Jiang Zhuo were silent.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qi Ran felt very uncomfortable.

Tu Ling lowered her eyelids slightly and slapped herself again, "So, are you satisfied, Princess?"

Qi Ran felt distressed and quickly stepped forward to hold Tu Ling's hand, "Sister Ling, don't be like this."

He stared at Meng Youning as if he wanted to eat her up. "Meng Youning, how come I never realized you were so petty before? Don't you know that you should forgive others when you can?"

He uttered an "oh," and said, "That's right. Your parents can teach you something good, so it's normal that you don't know this."

After hearing these words, Qi Ran's brows unconsciously frowned.

As if she had not expected him to say that, Meng Youning raised her eyes, and her amber eyes stared at Qi Ran without blinking.

That expression was as if he was looking through Qi Ran at another person.

Qi Ran suddenly covered his heart.

Strange, why did my heart suddenly ache?

Tu Ling's voice came from beside him, "Prince, I have done everything I should do. Since the Prince's Mansion still doesn't welcome me, I'd better leave."

She lowered her head and looked so pitiful.

Qi Ran grabbed Tu Ling's hand even harder.

He said coldly, "Don't leave! You did nothing wrong. Since I invited you to live here, you don't have to listen to anyone else's opinions except mine."

Tu Ling said softly, "Forget it, don't fall out with the Crown Prince's Consort because of me."

Qi Ran snorted coldly, "Her? Don't worry about it, I'll take you to your place."

Qi Shangqing, who had been silent the whole time, slammed his hand on the table and shouted angrily, "You bastard! Get down on your knees!"

Qi Ran knelt down in front of Qi Shangqing calmly, "If you want me to kneel to you, fine, but Sister Ling must live in the mansion, and no one can drive her away."

Meng Youning blinked and silently glanced at Tu Ling, who was standing there, thin and weak.

Isn't it just a self-torture tactic?

It seems like everyone can do it.

Meng Youning slowly stood up and walked in front of Qi Shangqing and Jiang Zhuo.

He straightened his back and reached out to take out the things he had prepared in his arms.

He placed it on his palm and said, "This is the palm seal. Youning feels guilty about his conduct and shouldn't have occupied this thing. Youning is already very happy to have the life he has today."

She glanced at Tu Ling and said, "As for Miss Tu Ling, if she wants to live in the mansion, then let her live there. Mother, there's no need to be angry because of me. Seeing you all so upset, You Ning feels bad too."

Jiang Zhuo looked reluctant, "Good boy, really good boy, keep this palm print. Now that it's given to you, it will always be yours."

Her face turned cold, and she ordered the people around her, "What are you all still standing there for? Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Everyone finally reacted and had to step forward.

The two men held Tu Ling's arms, one on the left and one on the right.