The cold voice was uttered, and the woman's slender body stood there, cold, arrogant, and superior, with a sharp look between her brows, like a flower on a high mountain that could not be approached, which stunned everyone present.

this……

Is she still the cowardly, inferior, ugly, and face-to-face Princess Qin Ye of Prince Chen?

After a while.

Xiao Zhihua suddenly came back to her senses, her hands trembling, her eyes red with pain, tears streaming down her face:

"Sister, no matter how wrong I am, it's all my fault. I made you unhappy, and I got hurt by myself. I dare not blame you..."

The trembling voice was filled with pain and the gasps were heartbreaking.

It was also at this time that footsteps were heard outside the yard.

Xiao Zhihua cried even harder: "As long as my sister is happy, it doesn't matter if I die..."

"Your Majesty!"

When Baoyu saw the dark figure coming in, his eyes lit up, and he rushed forward as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Kneeling down and crying:

"Your Majesty, you must make the decision for my master, Your Majesty!"

Yue'er suddenly became nervous, and hurried to Qin Ye's side, standing in front of him, like a hen protecting her chicks.

Zong Zhengchen frowned slightly when he saw this messy scene.

The overturned stove, the broken porcelain pieces, the soup on the ground, Xiao Zhihua falling to the ground, and her hands covered in blood...

Xiao Zhihua took back his injured hand and said hurriedly:

"Your Highness, please don't blame my sister. Hua'er is fine. It's just a minor injury. It will be fine after applying some medicine."

She made a move to withdraw her hand, but didn't do so completely.

When he shook his hands, more blood splattered.

He was so sensible and considerate. Even after suffering such a serious injury, he took all the blame on himself, which made people feel particularly pitiful.

Qin Ye just stood there quietly, without any extra expression on his face. After giving Xiao Zhihua, who was immersed in her acting, a cold glance, he turned around and went back to the house.

When Zong Zhengchen saw this, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Ye'er doesn't seem very happy?

Xiao Zhihua saw the man frowning and thought he was angry.

According to the previous practice: she was injured, the man was angry, and in a rage, he dragged Qin Ye out, beat him with twenty boards, and whipped him more than ten times to vent her anger.

At this time, she only needs to play the role of a well-behaved and sensible Jieyuhua, which can not only win the man's heart but also punish Qin Ye, killing two birds with one stone.

He curled his lips, then raised his pair of misty eyes and said in a hoarse voice:

"Don't be angry, my lord. My sister...she probably didn't mean it...Hua'er is really fine. She just had a cut. It will heal in two days..."

Zong Zhengchen retracted his gaze, looked at Xiao Zhihua, and said:

"Baoyu."

Xiao Zhihua was secretly delighted.

Come, punish Qin Ye.

This ugly little bitch was just brought back to the palace by the prince, yet she dared to put on airs in front of her.

Today, she will let Qin Ye take a good look at who is the mistress of this palace!

"I'm here!" Baoyu strode forward, his voice responding very clearly, loudly and powerfully.

She is the best at punishing princesses!

Then, I heard the man say calmly:

"Since the concubine's injury is not serious and it is just a minor problem, why don't you help her back to Mingyue Pavilion to get bandaged and rest?"

After these words were spoken, both the master and the servant were stunned.

Baoyu: “?”

Xiao Zhihua: “???”

she?

Is the injury not serious?

Small problem?

Your Majesty, please open your eyes wide and take a good look. Such a large piece of broken porcelain pierced into the palm of your hand, leaving a cut seven or eight centimeters long and causing so much blood to flow. Is this a small problem?

She immediately said: "My Lord, I..."

"Didn't you say that the princess didn't push you on purpose and that you weren't seriously injured? Any other questions?"

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