Chapter 713 There are two methods, and it seems that his is more sophisticated.

The uneasiness in Gu Qingchen's heart caused by getting into trouble was instantly washed away.

She looked at her father's calm profile, and her nose suddenly felt sore for no reason, but she quickly suppressed it.

"I know, Dad." She replied in a muffled voice.

Chu Ruohan looked at her husband helplessly, and shook her head in anger and amusement.

"You two, father and daughter, one dares to do it, the other dares to teach."

She reached out, pulled her daughter into her arms, and patted her back gently. "This matter won't just end like this. I'm afraid there will be a letter from Prince Yongding soon."

"Also, Prince, you lost face in public today, so the Queen should have put her mind at ease!"

"That's the best." Gu Qingchen leaned against his mother's arms, his voice light with relief. "I didn't want to get married in the first place. He protected Princess Jiahe today, and I've finally seen through him. If we don't share the same ideals, we can't work together."

When Gu Junze heard this, a faint smile flashed across his lips, so fast that it was impossible to catch.

The carriage drove along the quiet streets and soon returned to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

The gates of the mansion were wide open and the lights were bright.

The housekeeper and a group of servants were already waiting at the door, all looking a bit nervous. Clearly, the news from the palace had already reached them.

As the family of three stepped into the main hall, they saw a figure in a crimson official robe coming towards them.

"Uncle, aunt, sister Qingchen."

Gu Lu bowed and his gaze finally fell on Gu Qingchen, with helplessness in his eyes.

"Brother Lu." Gu Qingchen knew he was in the wrong and was unusually weak.

"Let's talk in the study." Gu Junze said nothing more and walked straight towards the inner courtyard.

In the study, the servant served hot tea and then quietly left.

Gu Junze sat in the main seat, picked up the teacup, but did not drink it. He just skimmed the foam with the cup lid.

Gu Lu spoke first, his voice cold and clear: "Sister Qingchen, it's easy to kick out today, but there will be a lot of follow-up actions."

"The Emperor just praised our Gu family at the palace banquet, and then you kicked the Crown Prince into the pond. This is tantamount to publicly slapping the royal family in the face. It will make those watching in the court think that our Gu family is arrogant and conceited because of our favor."

He looked at Gu Qingchen and said in a serious tone, "Princess Jiahe is a small matter. Even if Prince Yongding is dissatisfied, your uncle can handle it."

"But the Crown Prince's reputation is the reputation of the King. If you make him lose face in front of the world, you will shake him. If he ascends the throne in the future, he will inevitably have resentment in his heart."

Gu Qingchen lowered her head. It was not that she did not understand these principles, but at that time her blood was boiling and she had no time to care about them.

"Zhao Chenan isn't that petty. He was beaten many times when he was a kid!"

"Things are different now. The crown prince has entered the imperial court and is now at the age to discuss marriage, not to mention in front of so many people..."

"What Lu Ge'er said is all obvious truth." Chu Ruohan spoke softly, defending her daughter, "But what happened today is not Qingchen's fault."

"Princess Jiahe provoked me first, and the Crown Prince dealt with me unfairly later. As the daughter of the Gu family, I cannot allow myself to be bullied and not fight back."

Gu Lu nodded: "Aunt is right. I don't mean to blame Sister Qingchen, I just want her to understand that when you are in this situation, every move you make will lead to countless consequences."

He paused, then changed the subject: "However, this may not be entirely a bad thing."

Gu Qingchen suddenly raised his head and looked at him in confusion.

Gu Lu's lips curled up into a faint smile, with a hint of calculation: "The position of Crown Princess is a hot potato. My sister has a straightforward personality and is not suitable for harem fighting."

"Even if your kick today cannot stop the Queen's thoughts, it can at least stop other people's speculations."

"As for offending the Crown Prince," Gu Lu looked at Gu Junze with a questioning look in his eyes, "Uncle, what do you think?"

Gu Junze, who had been silent all the time, finally put down his teacup.

"He won't hold a grudge for long."

"If a crown prince lacks even this level of magnanimity, he won't be able to hold onto his position in the future. Zhao Chen'an, while somewhat indecisive, is not narrow-minded. His anger today stems more from shame and indignation than hatred."

"The one we really need to pay attention to is Prince Yongding."

"Prince Yongding commands a large army and guards the northwest. Even the emperor would want to win him over. He sent his only legitimate daughter to the capital, and his intentions are self-evident."

"Now that Princess Jiahe has been wronged, he will never let it go."

Gu Lu continued, "Then I will go to the palace tomorrow to test the waters and see what the emperor's attitude is. Prince Yongding will probably submit a memorial soon."

"No need." Gu Junze waved his hand, "If he wants to make a scene, let him make a scene."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the dark night outside.

"The more he makes a fuss, the more likely the emperor will appease him. When the time comes, we only need to give in a little and give Prince Yongding enough face, and this matter will be put behind us."

"As for that little concession," Gu Junze turned around, a gleam in his eyes, "just think of it as paying for Qingchen's kick."

The last bit of uneasiness in Gu Qingchen's heart also disappeared.

She knew that no matter how big a disaster she got into, her family would always be there to support her.

This realization made her feel extremely at ease, and at this moment, she suddenly thought of another person.

The man who saved her from trouble at the banquet with a ridiculous joke.

Qian Zhenyun.

The method he used was completely different from mine.

I was just swinging my fist, simple and direct. But he was chatting and laughing, making a big difference with just a little effort.

Of the two methods, his seems to be more sophisticated.

The thought only flashed through her mind and was then put behind her.