Chapter 22

Thinking about it this way, joining Prince Shou seems to be a clear way out.

She has never had anyone to rely on, so she stood at the intersection trembling, not knowing which way to go.

Now, after this mess, the way forward has become clearer.

Since Prince Shou dared to confront the Crown Prince in his previous life, it was obvious that he also had the intention of competing for the throne. It cannot be said that he had no support behind the scenes, otherwise he would not have been able to persist for so many years. By the time her property was confiscated, he had not yet decided the winner with Xiao Yan.

In the gloomy capital, anyone who dares to go against Xiao Yan is her friend, and joining Prince Shou seems to be her only choice now.

However, there is one bad thing.

Prince Shou's mind is not comparable to that of Xiao Yan, who is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, even though she has experienced two lifetimes and knows many secrets that others do not know at this moment.

When looking at him, I still couldn't escape from his subtle intimidation. He seemed like a tiger hidden in the grass. Just seeing his true face would be enough to make me in trouble.

The box was opened, Yue Qingning looked at the three layers of agate ornaments in the box, and finally understood what he meant.

The first layer is two pine branch auspicious cloud gold thread hairpins, supplemented by a pair of earrings, the second layer is gold thread bracelets and necklaces, and the third layer is a set of gorgeous head ornaments.

The ornaments are placed in pairs on the red silk cloth, and the meaning is self-evident.

I'm really anxious...

Yue Qingning knew that since such a valuable gift had been given to her, she couldn't refuse it.

One was to bribe her, and the other was to remind her not to forget what she should do.

So unyielding! He didn't even spell out a single sentence, yet he demanded that others not only guess but also guess correctly, and then do things according to his wishes.

It would be fine if things were done, but if they were not, the useless person would be like a worn-out shoe, and I am afraid he would immediately clear himself. To seek work with such a person is no less than to seek the skin of a tiger.

In the previous life, the marriage proposal with Prince Shou failed, but in this life, by some strange coincidence, I received a dowry from him. Things in this world are really unpredictable.

Qingzhu didn't notice that something was wrong with her young lady. She held an agate hairpin in one hand and the other carefully. The dark yellow agate on it swayed gently with her movements, like a drop of bright honey falling.

Such a good color must be worth a lot of money. The more Qingning looked at it, the more she felt that it was the money she had earned by selling her body, and she couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"Put it away! It's not appropriate to flaunt what His Highness has given you."

Qingzhu quickly agreed and carefully closed the three-layer makeup box back to its original state.

"I didn't expect that His Highness Prince Shou, who rarely goes out, has so many treasures in his hands, and he gave the whole set to our girl after just one meeting. His Highness is very different from what I imagined!"

Yue Qingning silently replied, "Indeed...it's really different."

Only after meeting that person did I realize that he was not as arrogant as I had imagined, but he was not much better either. In short, he was a royal noble who did not treat others as human beings. I just hope that such a person is a friend rather than an enemy.

Finally, they got out of the house. Yue Qingning was about to turn to the wet nurse when someone suddenly rushed in at the gate with a bang.

She stopped and was about to ask Qingzhu to go and see what was going on when the voice of the manager, Old Sun, suddenly came from the door.

"Miss, something bad has happened! The young master is injured!"

Yue Qingning didn't react when she heard it, but her heart figured it out before her head did. She suddenly felt uneasy and she pushed through the crowd and ran forward.

Standing in the yard, Yue Qingning stared blankly at the two people at the gate.

A jade-like branch stood at the door, and the veil on his face was gone, with two drops of blood splashed on the side of his face.

Seeing her there, Que Ming carried Qingzhe and walked quickly into the yard, lowering his head towards her.

"The young master had an argument with Luo Chen, the third son of the Luo family. It was just a childish squabble, but Luo Chen's words provoked the young master to curse him. He was so angry that he whipped him, but the thorns on the whip scratched the young master."

Yue Qingning was relieved when he heard it was a whip, but he didn't expect that a teenager would actually hook the thorns on the horsewhip. His intentions were so sinister that it was hard to believe.

She walked forward in panic to check on Yue Qingzhe's condition, but it was more serious than she thought. Qingzhe was already unconscious, with only his hand still tightly clutching Que Ming's sleeve.

"Why did you fall into a coma?"

It's just a stab wound, how could it be so serious that he would be unconscious?

Yue Qingning anxiously wanted to touch his brother's forehead, but unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the bun, he felt something wet under his hand.

She raised her hand and saw that her fingertips were covered in blood.

"Qingzhe? Qingzhe...don't scare your sister, wake up!"

The little face under his hand remained silent and quiet, its face growing paler and paler.

She was completely dumbfounded and so flustered that she didn't even know how to make a sound.

"Doctor...go call the doctor!"

Qingzhu quickly supported her, "The doctor has been called a long time ago and will be here soon! Now let's go back to the house and put the young master down to stop the bleeding."

Yue Qingning finally woke up from his panic and hurriedly made way.

"Hurry... send Qingzhe to bed. Where's mother? Go get her."

How did Qingzhe get injured?

In the previous life, the whole family lived through those three years without any illness or disaster, and no one in the family was ever injured.

Yue Qingning couldn't figure out for a moment what he had done wrong when he came back this time.

Qingzhe was carried by Que Ming and ran all the way into the house. He carefully put the child down and when he leaned over, he also swayed a little.

He vaguely felt the heat on his neck flowing deeper into his clothes, but now was not the time to worry about it.

He gently turned the young master over on his side and laid him on the bed. Uncle Sun also came into the room behind him, came forward, took a roll of white gauze and pressed it on the place where he was bleeding.

"The wound isn't deep, but it's a bit long. I'm afraid it will leave a scar."

Que Ming looked at the unconscious child on the bed and felt extremely uneasy.

Leaving a scar is no big deal, but the young master is probably going to have to go through the gates of hell this time.

Everything that just happened was still in his mind, and Que Ming carefully recalled everything that had just happened.

Coming out of the academy, Qingzhe clearly walked out with the others, but for some reason the dandy young man named Luo Chen came up to the young master's side.

The two exchanged a few words, and he could only feel the young master's face getting darker and darker as he watched from afar, so he hurried forward to separate the two.

Unexpectedly, Luo Sanzi was not done yet. Seeing that he was blocking his view, he kicked him and cursed at someone with dirty words.

It was no big deal that he was kicked, but Yue Qingzhe couldn't let him go like that. He rushed forward and pushed him with his palm.

"What kind of person is he to fabricate such rumors? Disciples within the sect don't strive for self-improvement, but instead dwell on the gossip and obscene words of street women. Even if they come from aristocratic families, what good is it? They will only become idiots who bring disgrace to the sect in the future."

This was the trigger for everything that happened later.

Na Luo Sanzi seemed to be angered by this sentence. He drew the horsewhip from his waist and swung it over regardless of the people around him trying to stop him.

Seeing him so arrogant, Que Ming reached out to take it, but he didn't expect that the whip had thorns on it, and the stretch of his hand directly left three long bloody marks on the palm of his hand.

The horse whip used to beat the horse was actually equipped with thorns. He looked only twelve or thirteen years old, but he was so cruel.

Seeing that he blocked it, Luo Sanzi became even more impatient and swung his whip as fast as the wind. Seeing this, no one present dared to step forward.

He blocked his attacks two or three times in succession. Yue Qingzhe became furious when he saw the scars on Que Ming's body. He pushed him away and wanted to face this arrogant man in person.

During this gap, Luo Sanzi seized the opportunity and whipped him hard. Even though Que Ming had quickly caught Qingzhe, he still got hit.

The whip mark left a long wound on the back of Yue Qingzhe's neck from bottom to top, and blood gushed out of the wound, staining his collar red.

Que Ming was really angry this time. He turned around suddenly and stared at Luo Sanzi with eyes as fierce as a tiger or leopard.

He wanted to hit him again, but he didn't expect that a mere servant could have such a domineering look. He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't lift his hands because of the suppression of his expression. He stood there like a wooden chicken.

"If you dare to raise your hand even an inch again, I'll cripple it! If you dare to open your mouth, I'll knock out all your teeth!"

His eyes were bright as if he really wanted to fight him to the death.

Luo Sanzi had never seen such a ruthless person before. Even in a fight, others would be willing to be beaten by him. But today, he saw a tiger about to be released from a cage. His usual prestige was completely gone, and he didn't even dare to fart.

Seeing that he didn't dare to move, Que Ming quickly turned around to check Yue Qingzhe's injuries.

The wound was very long, stretching from under the left ear to the right side of the hair. He quickly untied his hairband and pressed the wound for Qingzhe. The warmth under his palm had obviously soaked the fabric in an instant.

"Young Master, you have to press here yourself, I will take you back now!"

Yue Qingzhe also felt the wetness on his neck, but he didn't care much. How powerful could a whip be?

He wiped the hairband in his hand twice to absorb the blood and said lightly.

"I'm fine, go back!" He said while glancing at Luo San.

Na Luo Sanzi was torn between two parts by the contemptuous look. He had known for a long time that Yue Qingzhe was a person who thought highly of himself and did not interact with others.

I didn't expect that my estimation of him was too shallow. A child so young could remain so calm even after being beaten like this!

These two are not ordinary people!

He had a hunch that after today's trouble, he might be in big trouble. Thinking of this, he dared not pretend to be polite anymore and ran all the way back home with the whip in hand.

After this incident, everyone in the school had a drastic change in their impression of the two people, but that was all in the past.

Que Ming originally planned to drive home quickly, but Yue Qingzhe was fine just now, but the moment he stepped on the carriage, he suddenly fell backwards.

Que Ming almost pounced forward to catch him.

The little adult who had looked normal just now had now lost all color and his face was frighteningly pale.

Que Ming quickly turned him over. The blood on his neck had almost stopped, but he suddenly fell unconscious.

There must be something fishy going on here!

But he had no time to think about the reason at this time. He held Qingzhe in one hand and pulled off the saddle with the other hand. The carriage immediately fell down, leaving only a naked horse standing there.

There were no stirrups or saddles. Que Ming grabbed the horse's mane, lifted his leg, and rode on it with a child in tow.

The child in his arms looked more and more unwell. He was extremely anxious and pulled the horse's mane and galloped back. He even jumped off the horse without stopping at the gate of the yard. He stumbled and was obviously injured, but he didn't feel it at all because of his anxiety.

The teacher's kindness is heavier than Mount Tai, and he has no ability to repay it. If he can't even save the teacher's child, there is no need for him to be so eager to return to the court for revenge.

What's more, if the person who saved his life shed tears, his heart would be broken into pieces and he would never be at peace.