"Prince Qi!"

Suddenly, a clear voice carrying authority and rebuke came from behind the corridor.

Jiang Qingqing looked up and saw a handsome and bright young man with a slender figure, dressed in dark black brocade clothes and with black hair tied into a jade crown, walking towards her on the small corridor under the bright sunshine.

When she saw the emperor's uncle, Jiang Qingqing's fierce expression immediately disappeared.

She pursed her lips, and the emotion in her eyes changed instantly, with a hint of grievance and a hint of wanting to cry but not being able to.

Xiao Linting was originally in the courtyard where the man was, chatting with Jiang Chen and several students from the Imperial College who had gathered around him.

He received a message from a messenger telling him what was happening in the corridor at the moment, and that was when the scene of him hurriedly walking over appeared.

After arriving next to Jiang Qingqing, he saw the little girl looking up at him with grievance and sadness. His already deep black eyes suddenly darkened, and then his gaze fell coldly on Prince Fengchen.

"Can I understand that Prince Qi is bullying our Princess Dunming?" Xiao Linting said in a calm voice and walked up to him.

He looked down at Prince Fengchen, and the low pressure around him was suppressing the man in front of him with all his strength.

Although Prince Fengchen had some doubts and disdain for Jiang Qingqing's status and position, he felt that a little girl could only be favored by someone to maintain the royal family's face.

However, he did not expect that the prince, who was highly valued by the emperor, would take the initiative to protect Jiang Qingqing. He suddenly felt panicked.

He staggered a step, looking even more embarrassed than before.

"No...no, how dare I bully Princess Dunming."

Seeing that her biggest backer had arrived, Jiang Qingqing grabbed Xiao Linting's clothes, stood behind him, and poked her head out to look at the prince who had been so arrogant just now, now looking like a defeated dog with even his tail tucked under his butt.

"How come you don't have any? You mocked me for being so powerful and having so many problems."

Jiang Qingqing exaggeratedly recounted what Prince Fengchen had done. Although she didn't accuse her of being nosy, it was no wonder that he had been finding fault many times, so it was no wonder that Jiang Qingqing added a few more charges to slander him.

Xiao Linting's raised brows suddenly fell down. He looked at Prince Fengchen as if he was looking at a dead person.

"It seems that Prince Qi is a little tired of life. You can't sit still in the position of the prince."

Xiao Linting reached out and pressed Jiang Qingqing's head back, preventing her from looking at this scene again.

"A few days ago, I happened to get some evidence of corruption against Lord Fengchen..." Xiao Linting finished his words halfway.

Prince Fengchen's expression suddenly changed. He staggered a few steps and was about to leave.

Jiang Qingqing heard the chaotic footsteps, she hurriedly let out a sigh, and then took advantage of Xiao Linting's inattention to stick her head out again. Looking at the flustered face of Prince Fengchen, she smiled slyly.

"You haven't apologized to me yet."

[I've already told you that I have an extraordinary background, and you still want to use a group of people to surround me?! Isn't this just a dream?]

When Xiao Linting heard what Jiang Qingqing said, he had originally been staring at the flattering prince, but now he had turned his attention to the disciples from the aristocratic families who were watching the fun around him, and looked around at them.

They had just witnessed Prince Xiao's warning to Prince Fengchen. Regardless of whether it was true or false, they all knew that Prince Xiao's abilities were far more than that.

For a moment, the disciples of the aristocratic families covered their faces if they could, turned around and ran, and no one cared about Prince Fengchen anymore.

Prince Fengchen, who was suddenly stopped, looked at Jiang Qingqing with an embarrassed expression. Jiang Qingqing half-squinted her eyes and looked at him, and asked coldly, "What's wrong? Prince Qi offended me, and now he doesn't even apologize. What a joke."

"Prince Qi." After hearing this, Xiao Linting spoke appropriately.

This hint was only given as an opening statement, not the entire word, but it also contained a hidden warning.

Prince Fengchen should have looked embarrassed, but he forced himself to smile, and that smile was uglier than crying.

"Go on." Jiang Qingqing thought the matter was too serious and continued to embarrass Prince Fengchen.

"I...I want to apologize to Princess Dunming."

"Oh, you don't even know how to address me. Who gave you the courage to call me by my title? Didn't Lord Fengchen teach you the rules and family education? A son of a duke, you don't even know how to address me by an honorific title. Wouldn't that make people laugh?"

Jiang Qingqing exclaimed, and looking at Prince Fengchen's liver-colored face, she laughed even more wildly.

Prince Fengchen clenched his hands hidden in his wide sleeves again and again, and seemed to have struggled fiercely in his heart for a long time before he spoke: "Apologize to Her Royal Highness the Princess. It's my fault."

The apology was not sincere, but for this disciple from an aristocratic family who was used to being high and mighty and praised by others, it was already a great humiliation.

Jiang Qingqing curled the corners of her lips and nodded comfortably to accept his "apology".

Prince Fengchen probably didn't want to endure such pain any longer, so he turned around and ran away. The way he ran in a panic was really ugly.

"Puchi." The little guy couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When she thought about how he had just called her Princess Dunming and mocked her, and then fled in a flash, this time, Jiang Qingqing felt thoroughly what it meant to be very happy.

Those aristocratic disciples who had wanted to see Prince Fengchen showing off his power had already run away after seeing him being humiliated by Prince Xiao and Her Royal Highness the Princess.

At the moment, only Jiang Qingqing and Xiao Linting were left in the corridor, as well as the servant who had just been kicked to the ground by Prince Fengchen.

Xiao Linting turned his head slightly to look at the little guy. He spread out his palm and waved it towards Jiang Qingqing. Jiang Qingqing placed his palm skillfully, and then looked at the servant who was still crawling on the ground.

"You are quite pitiful. You have to get along with such a master. You will probably be beaten and scolded when you go back this time."

Jiang Qingqing shook her head. Although she did not advocate masters beating and scolding servants, the lowly servants of this dynasty were basically in such a lowly position. Even if she really wanted to help, she could only help temporarily, not forever.

She took out a piece of silver from her waist, bent down and placed it in front of the servant. Just as she bent down, she saw a mole at the corner of the servant's eye. According to academic terms, this is a teardrop mole.

But Jiang Qingqing didn't pay much attention to the servant's appearance. She put the silver coins on the ground, straightened her waist and said, "This little silver is for your medical expenses. Just bear with the beating this time and stay away from the master's yard in the future."

After saying that, Jiang Qingqing pulled the emperor's uncle to the end of the corridor.

The servant didn't dare to look up. He only saw the goose yellow clothes sweeping across the ground and the remaining pastry crumbs on the ground.

"Uncle! Why are you here? Isn't there a gender distinction at this birthday banquet?"

The little girl's crisp voice left a deep impression on him.