Chapter 59: Just a Small Shura Field

When their eyes met, an air of danger filled the air.

He Zhiyu's slender hands clasped the wall of the car, his fingertips were pure white. His usual gentle and gentle expression was gone, covered with a layer of frost.

Both of them were princes. Although they grew up in the palace, they did not get along well because of the queen and the imperial concubine. They were not even familiar with each other and could barely speak to each other.

Being in the royal family, there is no such thing as brotherly love and respect from birth, only fighting for the throne in the future.

What's more, the imperial concubine's mother's family committed a serious mistake, and it was the queen's mother's family who reported it, so the two people became enemies.

If He Yanli was a well-behaved person, perhaps he would give face to He Zhiyu in public.

But he is not like that.

He acts recklessly and without any scruples. In the past, only Qiao Wanyan could suppress him, but now there is no one who can suppress him anymore.

The owner of Mingyue Tower was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe and wanted to go forward and close the door.

There are guests eating in the lobby. Just stay inside honestly. Don't watch the show there for too long or you will be caught and used as a punching bag by those two noble men.

But he didn't dare, because King Jing hadn't stepped out of the door yet.

A voice as cold as ice burst out from He Zhiyu's throat, and their momentum was matched, with neither losing nor winning.

"What she does is none of your business."

He Zhiyu's tone was still calm and composed, "If you are abandoned by someone, you should know your own limitations. Otherwise, you will just make people more annoyed."

Outside the carriage, Jing Yuan took a breath when he heard this and looked towards King Jing.

What your Highness said really hits me right in the heart.

He Yanli raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a bit of teasing in his tone, "When it comes to self-awareness, this prince is indeed not as good as my royal brother. He left in disgrace without disturbing other people's lunch, and waited for people to come out in the car in a cold and desolate manner. This sense of propriety, this prince must learn from my royal brother."

He Zhiyu's expression was calm, but the atmosphere around him had obviously become a little gloomy.

He knew he had just gone to the third floor.

Mo Xiao, who was beside He Yanli, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised his head slightly, quite proud. Your Majesty is right!

Mo Xiao glanced at Jing Yuan who was standing next to the carriage and rolled his eyes at him, as if to say that your master is not as powerful as my master.

Jing Yuan frowned: You bastard, what are you showing off for?

Jing Yuan turned his head to look at his own prince, his eyes full of anxiety.

Your Highness, please continue talking!

Qiao Wanyan had no intention of being a peacemaker, she only wanted the position of Crown Princess. Logically, she should help the Crown Prince and stand on his side.

However, who can resist the extremely exciting scene of the Crown Prince and King Jing confronting each other?

It looks good, I love it, more!

Zi Yuan looked at her young lady's sparkling eyes and wanted to get a chair for her to sit on, and get some candied melon seeds and fruit for her to eat.

But it seemed that if she really did that, the two princes would have to blame the young lady.

"Qiao Wanyan, come and talk to my brother, do you want to get on that carriage?"

Without waiting for Qiao Wanyan to answer, He Zhiyu spoke first, "A gentleman is cautious when alone and does not deceive others in secret. He humbles himself and keeps his dignity. Why do you have to bully and oppress a weak woman?"

He Yanli sighed softly, "So what if I bullied her?"

Mo Xiao nodded secretly in agreement. Others might not know, but he knew that after the prince came back from the Qiao Mansion, he stayed alone in the study and did not allow anyone to enter.

He felt something was wrong. He didn't know why his nose worked so well that night and he smelled a faint smell of blood.

I bravely entered the study, and saw the prince cutting his wrists and committing suicide, with blood all over the floor, blindingly red.

The entire Imperial Hospital gathered in the study, and Doctor Wang said that if it was any later, the prince would have bled to death.

After that, the prince went to the national temple to practice as a nun, and he was like a walking corpse without any vitality. He almost couldn't make it through many nights.

Only he knows best how the prince survived these four years.

The prince with clean hands turned into an evil spirit covered in human blood.

What does this little bit of bullying mean now? When the prince was in Beiming City, his methods were much more cruel and bloody than this, and he hadn't even started using them on the second young lady of the Qiao family.

"I won't let you bully her."

He Yanli sneered, "What status does my brother have to protect her? If I remember correctly, it seems that everyone in the capital knows that my brother likes the concubine of the Qiao family, right?"

He Zhiyu was silent for a moment, "Wanyan is my savior, so it is only natural for me to protect her."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sinister light flashed in He Yanli's eyes.

He glanced at Qiao Wanyan.

Savior?

It's really great.

Seeing that all eyes were on her, the slight smile on Qiao Wanyan's lips suddenly disappeared.

What's going on? Why are you no longer quarreling?

"Wanyan, I'll take you back. Get in the car."

Qiao Wanyan did not respond. At noon in the palace, he deliberately ignored her because of a misunderstanding.

If I treat him with such a casual attitude now, wouldn't he realize in the future that I am someone who is easy to manipulate, like Qiao Yihuan, who can be sent away with just a smile or a small excuse?

If you put yourself in their shoes, you won’t take such a person seriously either.

Qiao Wanyan said calmly, "Don't bother your Highness. I can go back in the carriage by myself."

He Zhiyu frowned slightly, knowing that she was still angry.

As the carriage went farther and farther away, Zi Yuan could no longer hold back, "Miss, this is too exciting! I actually saw such a wonderful scene with my own eyes, it is even more exciting than the storybook!"

She can't read and has never read the storybook. When the young lady is in a good mood, she will talk to her about the contents of the book.

But she felt that none of them was as exciting as the one just now.

When Qiao Wanyan returned to the mansion, she found out that Liu Yanran, who was supposed to be in Yongzhou, had come, and she came for Qiao Yihuan, and was already staying at Mingxiang Pavilion.

"What kind of questionable person dares to live in this mansion? I'll go and chase that female doctor away right now!" Zi Yuan pretended to go to Mingxiang Pavilion.

Qiao Wanyan did not take this matter to heart, nor did she say anything to stop it. She just looked at the hairpins and rings that Jin had sent over not long ago on the table, and picked them up to play with and admire them.

"Where's Yaoyao?"

The maidservant immediately responded respectfully, "To answer the young lady's question, Miss Yun ate all the cakes and sweet soups that the young lady had prepared for her, and ended up complaining of stomachache after eating too much. I sent someone to find a doctor, and the doctor prescribed two doses of medicine, and Miss Yun stayed in the toilet and didn't come out."

Qiao Wanyan frowned, "Not coming out anymore?"

The maid nodded, "Miss Yun came out of the toilet and went back again soon after. She went back and forth several times, and then she simply stopped coming out."

Qiao Wanyan: “.........”

How come he's like a newborn puppy, having no sense of moderation and eating up all the food he sees?