Yan Shiyao trembled subconsciously.

Xuan Yanyu was too lazy to look at him. He passed over Xuan Zhaoran's plate and handed the pastries to Yan Yuning's bowl.

Later, Qi Qingchen seemed to be against Xuan Yanyu. He would grab whatever Xuan Yanyu picked up. Xuan Yanyu could not bear it at all and smashed the wooden chopsticks covered with soup on Qi Qingchen's face.

Xuan Zhaoran swallowed and asked, "Brother Prince, do you still remember that this is Qi Lan?"

Qi Qingchen is a prince. What status does he have in Qi Qingchen's eyes? He is just an ordinary person with no identity. How dare he be so bold as to challenge the prince?

The wooden chopsticks were thrown over, and the greasy soup fell on his face. Qi Qingchen looked at Xuan Yanyu without saying a word. The latter leaned lazily on the wooden chair and drank tea slowly.

Xiao Shi slowly moved the wooden chair back. Doesn’t Xuan Yanyu know the identity of the Third Prince?

Doesn't he want to live anymore?

She saw the Third Prince in such a state of distress, would he be silenced? ?

Yan Yuning held the hand of Xuan Zhaoran who was close to her and silently stepped back. How could Qi Qingchen tolerate this kind of disrespect to her in front of so many people?

Yan Yuning had just pulled Xuan Zhaoran away when Qi Qingchen pulled out the dagger from his waist and threw it at his face like Xuan Yanyu had thrown the chopsticks at him.

Xuan Zhaoran's breathing tightened. Qi Qingchen wanted to kill the prince?

The man reacted quickly and picked up the dinner plate to block it. The dagger stabbed the dinner plate, and with a "bang", it fell on the round table and spun around.

Qi Qingchen felt even more insulted.

It would be fine if he didn't block it, but once he did, he looked more...

Before he could think too much, the dagger he threw out stabbed his shoulder.

Qi Qingchen stared at the robe stained with blood, and his vision went dark.

"Brother...Brother." Xuan Zhaoran's palms were sweating a little.

Is it really okay for Qi Lan to injure someone else's prince?

Even the Emperor wouldn't do this!

Doesn't this simply give Emperor Qi an excuse to ask Emperor Yu for benefits?

"Hmm?" Xuan Yanyu raised the corner of his lips, skillfully opened Yan Yuning's purse, took out her handkerchief and wiped his hands carefully.

Xuan Zhaoran pursed her lips. Since the Crown Prince dared to hurt Qi Qingchen, he should be able to calm the situation down.

"Xuan Yanyu!" Qi Qingchen shook his body, "I will not let you go this time."

He had been tolerant enough for her not taking him seriously every time, but this time she actually dared to hurt him!

"Third Prince, what can you do?" the man said in a rude tone.

"Wu An! Come in." Qi Qingchen roared.

Wu An, who was outside the dining hall, heard the sound, hurriedly pushed open the wooden door and ran in.

Ye Chen and Ye An looked at each other and followed in.

The reason why Qi Qingchen roared like this was most likely because of their Highness who made Qi Qingchen angry.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you..." Wu An's heart trembled.

"Xuan Yanyu stabbed me. Go to the governor's office to inform the governor and have him put in jail. After I recover from my injury, I will punish him personally!" Qi Qingchen pulled out the dagger from his shoulder and handed it to Wu An.

Wu An took the dagger and hurried out to find a doctor.

"Brother?" Xuan Zhaoran looked at Xuan Yanyu uneasily.

"Let's go." Xuan Yanyu took Yan Yuning's hand, tilted his head, and motioned Xuan Zhaoran to follow.

Seeing those people walking out of the dining hall nonchalantly, Qi Qingchen was extremely angry. The blood on his shoulder was flowing more and more. He relaxed for a long time, slowly moved to the wooden chair, and sat down weakly.

"Qi...Qi Qingchen?" Yan Shiyao squatted in front of him and shook the man who closed his eyes. "You were the one who wanted to hurt Xuan Yanyu first. He dodged, but you didn't. You can't put him in jail."

Qi Qingchen opened his eyes and looked down at the girl squatting on the ground pleading for Xuan Yanyu.