Lejur wanted to refute, but remembering his father's instructions, he suppressed his anger despite the veins bulging on his knuckles. He didn't mock him, but stared at Yongying with hatred in his eyes, which were like a cheetah in the dark, fierce and cold.

Yongying was of noble status, and no one dared to offend him. This brat dared to look at him like that! Yongying was displeased and stepped closer, raising his head to rebuke him angrily.

Why are you glaring at me? Did I say something wrong? Who told you you can't speak Chinese?

There was no point in wasting breath talking to such an arrogant person, so Lejur turned to leave, but Yongying blocked her way.

"Why aren't you answering me when I'm talking to you?"

Yongzhang, standing to the side, chuckled and said, "Because he can't speak Chinese!"

Yongying also joined in the mockery, "I almost forgot, he's a little mute."

Rong Yu couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward, "Yongying, let me ask you, do you speak Mongolian?"

Yongying's eyes flickered slightly, and she said ambiguously, "I've studied it."

His tone was uncertain, clearly showing his guilt. Rong Yu hooked her fingers behind her back, glanced at him, and gave him a cold, mocking laugh.

"So you think you only have a superficial understanding just because you've studied it? The Imperial Study mainly teaches Manchu and Chinese, with relatively fewer Mongolian classes. If you're not good at Mongolian, what gives you the right to laugh at others for not knowing Chinese?"

This was exactly what Lejur had just wanted to say, but he held back because of his status. Unexpectedly, the little girl in front of him actually said it for him!

Her large, dark eyes were fixed on Yongying, and she didn't seem afraid of him.

Her attire is so exquisite and luxurious, she doesn't seem to be a palace servant, but I wonder who she is.

“Because…” Unwilling to be ridiculed, Yongying said defiantly, “Because this is our territory! As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. When we come to the Summer Palace, we must speak Manchu or Chinese.”

The boy's attire was clearly that of a Mongol, and the jewelry he wore was all of great value. Based on this, Rong Yu guessed that he must be the son of the Darhan King.

Although she didn't like this person, Rong Yu couldn't stand seeing Yongying and Yongzhang bullying others like this, which is why she stepped forward to confront them.

"A guest is a guest, and as such, one should be treated with the proper etiquette. What kind of hospitality is this, with your mockery?"

Yongying thought to herself, "He didn't mention Rong Yu, so why should she step in?" After a moment's thought, Yongying suddenly remembered something and jokingly said:

"I was just joking with him. You two aren't even officially engaged yet! And you're already defending him like this?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Yu blushed, both ashamed and angry. "Who said I was going to get engaged to him? Don't talk nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, Lejur belatedly realized that his father wanted him to be engaged to the emperor's daughter, and it seemed that the young girl in front of him was Princess Hejing.

Seeing that his sister was angry, Yongzhang tugged at Yongying's sleeve, intending to remind him not to mention marriage in front of his sister. Yongying smiled indifferently.

"Everyone knows it, so why deny it? If it weren't for this, why would you help him?"

"That's because he's the son of the Darhan King, and a guest of Father Emperor!"

Yongying retorted, "I am the nephew of Prince He, the Emperor's nephew, and your cousin. Why aren't you helping me?"

With a slight turn of her bright eyes, Rong Yu glanced at him sideways and said, "I always side with those in the right, not those in my own family. You're in the wrong, so why should I help you?"

"I think you like him, that's why you care about him so much..."

Before Yongying could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face. When he realized what was happening, he was shocked to find that Rong Yu had actually slapped him!

Although she was small in stature, she was very strong. Yongying's cheeks burned from her blows. He was shocked and angrily retorted:

"You...you actually dared to hit me?"

Enraged, Rong Yu coldly warned, "I have said that you are not allowed to talk nonsense, but you insist on talking nonsense. You deserve to be slapped!"

Yongying was incredulous; he never expected that Rong Yu would react so strongly to what was merely a joke.

"I'm your cousin, how could you lay a hand on me for the sake of an outsider?"

Rong Yu was completely unafraid. She glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and snorted coldly, "So what if I'm your cousin? You offended this princess, so I should teach you a lesson! If you're not satisfied, we'll go and ask Father Emperor for a judgment!"

Upon hearing this, Yongzhang was startled and quickly stepped forward to advise, "Sister, don't tell Father about this. If Father finds out, he will definitely be furious."

Are you scared now? "When you bully others, have you ever thought that your actions will anger Father Emperor?"

"We were just joking, we didn't mean to make a big deal out of it." Yongzhang chuckled, apologizing to his sister and pleading with her not to tell anyone.

For her brother's sake, Rong Yu decided to compromise, but she had one condition: Yong Ying had to apologize to the Mongolian prince.

Yongying, who had always been pampered, couldn't bring herself to apologize and stubbornly said, "I didn't say anything wrong, I don't want to apologize!"

"You refuse to apologize, huh?" Since Yongying wouldn't cooperate, Rongyu no longer needed to consider her brother's feelings.

"Alright, let's go see Father Emperor now and let him judge the matter."

Yongying thought that his father, the Emperor, was the Emperor's closest younger brother, and since the Emperor loved him so much, he would definitely protect him. Fearless, he replied crisply:

"Go ahead, what are you afraid of?"

Rong Yu beckoned the little prince to come along, but Lejur stopped in his tracks, hesitating to take a step. Rong Yu reminded him:

"Come on! Follow me to see Father Emperor."

After much deliberation, Lejur finally shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, but no need."

With just these few simple words, he turned and left, leaving Rong Yu stunned and bewildered!

What's going on? She was helping him! And he just left without even appreciating it?

Rong Yu looked completely bewildered, while Yong Ying found it amusing. "Princess, your good intentions have been taken for granted! You stood up for him, but he didn't care at all. Are you dumbfounded now? Hahaha!"

Yongying smiled smugly, and then went to study with Yongzhang.

Rong Yu grew increasingly angry, and returned to Huanbi Island to complain to her mother.

"Mother, that Mongolian prince is ungrateful! He was clearly wronged, and the fault wasn't his. Why won't he argue with him?"