After causing a ruckus in someone's palace, that certain scoundrel patted his little bottom and left, leaving behind a huge mess of chaos.

Seeing the beautiful Hui with tears streaming down her face, her makeup ruined, Wen Changle felt a nameless anger rising within him.

Seeing his trusted and relied-upon Granny Cai unconscious and being carried in by the palace servants in a noisy commotion, he could no longer suppress his anger.

With a forceful flick of her embroidered robe, all the teacups on the table crashed to the ground, shattering with a series of loud cracking sounds.

This sound successfully silenced the chaotic and noisy Ronghua Palace in an instant.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at the Imperial Concubine's gloomy face. Others might not know, but those in Ronghua Palace knew how terrifying their mistress's anger could be.

The most astonished was probably the beautiful Hui, whose face was still wet with tears. Normally, Wen Changle was always elegant, composed, and gentle, regardless of the occasion.

Hui Meiren stared blankly at Wen Changle, wondering when she had ever seen him like this before.

The shock at that moment even made her temporarily forget the burning pain that was still radiating from her body.

For a moment, Ronghua Palace was completely silent, so quiet that even the sound of everyone breathing could be clearly heard.

Wen Changle's expression softened slightly. When his gaze fell on the beautiful Hui, who was staring blankly at him, her charming face regained its usual gentle and composed demeanor.

He beckoned to the palace servants and gave them instructions in a gentle voice, as if their earlier outburst of anger was merely an illusion.

"You two, go prepare a sedan chair and take Princess Hui back to the palace. You, go to the Imperial Hospital to ask the imperial physician to go to Yinglian Pavilion to treat Princess Hui."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The palace servants who were called upon dared not delay and hurriedly went to prepare.

"Alright," Wen Changle said, lowering his eyes to look at Hui Meiren and offering words of comfort.

"Sister, you should go back and heal your wounds first. I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back and rest first. Don't worry, they're all very understanding and won't neglect you."

Hui Meiren was clearly still in shock from Wen Changle's outburst, and nodded blankly.

Wen Changle then rose from the pearwood chair, and with the help of a palace maid, her long skirt trailing behind her, she left gracefully and calmly.

Today's farce has come to an end.

**

Now, let's talk about Yongqing Palace.

When Helian Si, accompanied by Yue'er, strode back to Yongqing Palace with a proud and imposing air,

The first thing you see is Helian Yi, sitting in a pear wood chair, dressed in a cloud-white robe, leisurely sipping tea with a gentle and refined air.

The little girl squinted her eyes, her rosy cheeks sparkling with joy as her bright, grape-like eyes twinkled.

Hehe, after bullying the bad girl, there's a handsome young man waiting to please my eyes. Oh my, today is truly a good day!

The little girl tossed her head, took a step with her short legs, swayed her little body, stuck out her little bottom, and ran towards Helian Yi with a thud.

As she ran, she sweetly called out "Royal Brother" in her soft, sweet voice. Her light pink gauze dress fluttered in the summer breeze, making her look just like a beautiful doll under the seat of Guanyin. She was incredibly cute.

Helian Yi paused slightly in his teacup, a faint smile spreading across his lips as he turned to look at the little girl running towards him.

On his gentle, jade-like face, a pair of dark eyes, clear as autumn water, rippled with smiles.

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