Everyone's eyes were fixed on the back garden, as if something important had happened.
Song Shian immediately walked over and saw a group of people gathered together, not knowing what they were doing. They were holding knives and sticks, making a lot of noise.
"What's the commotion?"
He shouted in a deep voice, his tone stern and intimidating without even being angry.
When the maids and servants who were watching saw this, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.
"This humble servant pays homage to the Crown Prince!"
They fell to their knees, not daring to breathe.
Song Shian looked at everyone and asked in a deep voice: "What exactly happened?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a weak cat's meow.
“Meow…”
Gu Xiaoqiao struggled out of the crowd with blood at the corner of his mouth, looking extremely miserable.
"Meow..."
When Song Shian saw Gu Xiaoqiao's appearance, his heart instantly rose to his throat.
"Xiao Qiao..."
He quickly ran over, picked her up from the ground and held her in his arms. "Where are you hurt? Where does it hurt? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Tell me!"
Gu Xiaoqiao looked around, then looked at Song Shian, with an aggrieved look on her face, "Meow..."
[That fat guy Song Xingrui is such a jerk! He brought people to surround me and beat me up like this!]
Hearing this, Song Shian's face suddenly became gloomy. He held the cat in his arms tightly, his eyes flashing with cold murderous intent, and said in a cold tone: "Who hit you? Stand up for me!"
When everyone heard this, they fell silent for a moment.
They didn't understand why the prince was so nervous about it being just a cat. His expression was as if he wanted to eat someone.
Seeing that Song Shian was so angry, Song Xingrui hid behind the crowd and trembled.
A pair of chubby little hands tightly grasped the clothes of the palace maid beside him, as if he was extremely scared.
"Sister Siyun, what should we do?"
Song Xingrui looked at Siyun anxiously, his brows furrowed, his heart filled with helplessness and worry.
Siyun pursed her lips. Although Song Shian looked a little scary when he got angry, she was still trying to comfort him.
"Don't worry, young master. The imperial concubine is still here. The prince wouldn't dare to do anything to us."
When Song Xingrui heard Siyun's words, he felt a little relieved, but he still held her arm tightly and did not dare to let go.
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