As soon as the old man walked out, Jiang Qingqing wanted to turn around and ask Jiang Chen what was going on, but Han Qiming walked in alone.

The moment the hostage of the State of Li stepped into the main hall of the Imperial College, the murmuring sounds of conversation in the hall suddenly stopped.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, which was actually a bit awkward.

And Han Qiming was also quite embarrassed.

Yesterday, Han Qingyi brought snacks to the two princes, and both of them fell ill. Han Qingyi and Han Qiming were both hostages of the Li Kingdom, and Han Qiming could not escape the blame for what she did.

Although the emperor punished Han Qingyi, he spared Han Qiming for the time being, mainly to avoid embarrassing Li Guo and to give them some face.

Although Han Qiming "escaped" this disaster, to be honest, facing the Tianqi people in the Imperial College, Han Qiming's existence was still very embarrassing.

Especially Jiang Chen, the third prince who has always been straightforward and speaks his mind.

He looked at Han Qiming unkindly and snorted, "How dare you come to class?"

Facing the ridicule of the Third Prince, Han Qiming walked into the hall calmly without changing his expression. He glanced around and when his eyes passed over Xiao Linting, his dark pupils couldn't help but tremble for a moment. This was because he was afraid of this cold and ruthless young man from the bottom of his heart.

He quickly passed by Xiao Linting, and finally his gaze stopped at a slightly shorter position, and walked towards Jiang Qingqing's direction.

Han Qiming first half-bowed to apologize, performing the highest level of etiquette of the State of Li, and then performed the Tianqi bow ceremony.

After a set of actions, his expression did not change, and there was no extra emotion in his black pupils. He said calmly: "My sister is used to being spoiled by her family, so it is inevitable that she is a little spoiled, but she is not a bad person by nature. Because she did not understand the problem of food incompatibility in the recipe, this accident occurred. I apologize to the princes on behalf of Qingyi."

Jiang Qingqing held her chin with one hand, without raising her head, twisting the brush tailored for her body with her fingertips, and the brush spun freely at her fingertips. She did not react at all to Han Qiming's apology.

The hall was completely silent. For some reason, everyone held their breath and no one dared to say a word.

After about a minute or two, Jiang Qingqing raised her eyelids slightly. However, she was still childish, and even if she deliberately showed her overwhelming momentum, she always looked like a little baby throwing a tantrum.

"Ah, Han Jizi is talking to me?" Jiang Qingqing suddenly saw Han Qiming, and she exclaimed in surprise.

This reaction made everyone present feel happy. This is how it should be! It should be sarcastic and disgusting to Han Qiming!

The title of "Han Jizi" was like a knife stabbing Han Qiming's heart. His chest rose and fell violently for a moment.

Xiao Linting, who had been watching from the side, saw that Han Qiming was not in a good state. His already cold face became more alert and gloomy. When he was about to step over to the little princess, the soft voice of a baby spoke with a smile.

"Do you in Liguo like to ask for forgiveness? I will tell you the same thing I told Han Qingyi at the beginning." Jiang Qingqing put the brush in her hand on the table.

In order to appear more imposing, she simply stood on a stool. Unfortunately, she still couldn't look Han Qiming in the eye, but the height was almost the same.

"Han Qiming, you should at least bring a stick with you when you ask for forgiveness. My two brothers have been tortured because of your small mistake. Do you think we can accept your apology, even if it's not too heavy or too light?"

"Besides, it's not me you hurt, so don't apologize to me. The one who should sincerely apologize to me is your ignorant sister Han Qingyi."

Jiang Qingqing's pronunciation was clear, and although her tone was still childish, there was a hint of displeasure and gloom between her eyebrows. If you were to fall into these almond-shaped eyes, you would be intimidated by the domineering aura she exuded from her heart.

"Okay, I'll go find the First and Second Princes another day and beg for their forgiveness." Han Qiming's hands hidden under his wide sleeves suddenly clenched, his emotions surging in his heart for a moment, and as the strength in his hands made him tremble, his mentality gradually calmed down.

Jiang Qingqing deliberately provoked Han Qiming's temper. When she saw Han Qiming, she wanted to make him lose his manners in front of the palace on the spot so that she could find evidence to let Emperor Qing punish him.

It seemed that she had underestimated the ten-year-old hostage of the State of Li in front of her.

He is more slippery and difficult to use than expected.

"Okay, please do what you say, Han Zhizi." Jiang Qingqing said this, and she turned over and got off the chair, wiped the chair with the hem of her skirt without any disgust, and then sat down.

Jiang Chen, who witnessed the scene up close, was stunned.

Jiang Chen, who was in his early teens, felt for the first time that he was not the older brother but the younger brother.

Han Qiming's incident passed quickly as he didn't make a big fuss. However, this incident clearly showed that he was trying to make peace, which made people confused.

Then came the one-day class schedule of the Imperial Academy. Although Emperor Qing doted on the little princess, he tried his best to treat the little princess the same as the prince in the class schedule. So, Jiang Qingqing bit the pen and looked at the densely packed words on the book painfully, with only drowsy thoughts in her mind.

After finally getting through a boring day of classes, as the Imperial College was closing for class, Jiang Qingqing followed Jiang Chen closely, as if she was going to personally send him to the prince's palace.

"Why are you going to the Prince's Palace with me instead of going back to your Huaning Palace?" Jiang Chen was walking on the road, looking at the little follower behind him with a headache.

Jiang Qingqing followed behind as a matter of course. She put her hands on her hips and said confidently, "Of course I'll take you back!"

"But I should be the one to send people back to the palace, right?"

Jiang Qingqing shook her head. She pointed in the direction of the Imperial College behind her, and then pointed in the direction of the Prince's Palace. "According to the route distance, your Prince's Palace is closer than my Huaning Palace. I should take the long way instead of the near one. I will take my brother back."

"But I'm not a three-year-old child!" Jiang Chen was anxious. He felt it was embarrassing to be sent back to the prince's mansion by a little kid.

At this moment, he wished he could just leave Jiang Qingqing behind.

"But...but we are siblings. In this palace, you are my only brother and I have to take care of you." Jiang Qingqing saw that he was getting annoyed and realized that reason could not move him, so she tried to be soft!

"My eldest brother has the Queen Mother, and my second brother has the Imperial Concubine, but you only have me left. I don't want my brother to be left without anyone to rely on."

The more Jiang Qingqing spoke, the more she was immersed in the atmosphere of a poor little creature. She lowered her head, showing only her round head to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was suddenly at a loss, he scratched his head in embarrassment. He was very touched by his sister's words, but Jiang Chen, the straight man, thought about it more.

"Don't cry, if you cry, Father will think I'm bullying you again and won't let me play with you anymore."