That sanctimonious and self-righteous chauvinistic stench made Helian Yue frown even through the veil.
In the next private room, Helian Jue, who was holding a wine glass and drinking juice, suddenly tightened his grip on the glass.
Pei Ziqing's words were practically suicidal, and his reprimanding tone was utterly disgusting!
What is Helian Yue doing? How can she tolerate this?
Helian Jue's eyes instantly turned dark and cold, surging with a tangible killing intent.
An even more violent aura than before surged to the top of his head.
His left fingertips twitched slightly under the table, almost issuing a silent command to silence this ignorant scumbag forever.
However, just before Helian Jue's killing intent was about to break through the critical point.
A crisp, loud slap echoed like a thunderclap within the Tingyue Private Room.
Helian Jue was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.
He knew it; he knew that he would sober up as long as he was with Miss Liu.
Pei Ziqing covered his left cheek, which had instantly swelled up, and stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the maid Qingdai who was slowly withdrawing her hand.
Qingdai remained expressionless upon receiving the princess's order, as if she had merely swatted a buzzing fly.
She'd wanted to beat up this hypocrite for a long time!
Helian Yue, hidden beneath the veil, also turned cold and slowly stood up.
She no longer exuded gentleness and politeness, but rather an awe-inspiring majesty belonging to royalty that could not be violated.
That thin veil couldn't hide her icy, piercing gaze.
"Pei Ziqing, I've been quite amiable to you lately, have I been giving you too much face?"
"You are so jealous of others and slander them in private. I really misjudged you."
Her voice was not loud, but every word was clear, carrying a chilling coldness and deep disappointment.
For some reason, she now found Pei Ziqing utterly repulsive.
"Your Highness!! I...I'm doing this for your own good! As your friend, I'm afraid you'll be deceived by such a despicable person!!"
Pei Ziqing was completely stunned by the blow, and then the cold tone sent a shiver down his spine. A huge sense of panic gripped him instantly.
"Shut up, you dare to talk back to me?"
"You keep calling people lowly, vulgar, and disreputable, and you belittle those who earn their living through their own abilities. Who do you think you are, Pei Ziqing?!"
"He's just a scholar with the title of Xiucai (a lower-level scholar) and he's so arrogant and conceited!"
Helian Yue interrupted him sharply, her voice filled with disgust.
Pei Ziqing's face turned ashen, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his back.
He then realized what he had said in his haste.
"Your Highness, please calm down! This student deserves to die! This student just... just cares too much about you, Princess!"
"It was because of my close relationship with Your Highness that I spoke without thinking, and that's why I was only thinking about protecting the princess's reputation and noble status!"
"The student had no intention of offending you! Your Highness, please consider your noble status. How could you lower yourself to praise a mere entertainer? If word got out..."
He hurriedly knelt down and crawled two steps, trying to grab Helian Yue's skirt.
"Enough!"
Helian Yue felt nauseous.
It's that same old "it's for your own good" rhetoric again.
This reminded her of those old nannies in the palace who, under the guise of doing what was best for her, actually restricted her in every way.
Pei Ziqing's current fawning and groveling demeanor, yet every word he uttered, was an attempt to control her, to define what she should and shouldn't do!
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