Dongmei: "Yes."
After a few seconds, the Empress said again, "This matter is indeed very strange. Investigate again to see if there is anything else different about Qi Laibao."
It just doesn't seem right that Jue'er would take the initiative to come to my side.
...
The furious seventh prince returned to his study in his palace as soon as class was over.
Except for those princes who did not have a mother or were not favored, most princes would grow up with their mothers until they were fifteen years old, when they would leave the palace to establish their own residences and enter the court to work.
After drinking his tea, the seventh prince threw the cup aside, and it rolled to the feet of his study companion, Wang Qingshan.
The Seventh Prince's expression was grim: "He was actually taken by the Ninth Prince to be his page so early in the morning! The Ninth Prince is definitely targeting me on purpose. Is he spying on me? Otherwise, how would he know I was going to take the little fat boy in for myself when he's sick!"
"That's my man! No way, I'm going to get him back right now!"
The young boy, who was already showing signs of future greatness even before he had grown up, was now so angry that his eyes were red and his pride turned into recklessness.
Wang Qingshan picked up the teacup and sighed. He looked at his younger cousin, who was smart but whose brain had inherited the ancestral personality of the Marquis of Ding'an's family.
“After class, I went to the library and chatted with Chen Dianji. I found out that Qi Laibao knew the Ninth Prince earlier than you and me.”
The Seventh Prince replied without hesitation, "How could that be? Qi Laibao has only been in the Imperial Study for a few days."
Wang Qingshan explained, "The Ninth Prince went to the library to look for books, and for some reason, he also took a liking to Qi Laibao."
So, we're late, cousin!
The Seventh Prince, however, wouldn't listen to this. That wretched Ninth Prince! It's bad enough that he opposes me in the Imperial Study every day, but now he wants to steal the person I've set my sights on. That's too much!
Ultimately, he had only met Qi Laibao once, so he might not have liked him that much or wanted him. However, things are more valuable when someone else is fighting for them. Also, the Seventh Prince had been spoiled since childhood, so he immediately decided to snatch the chubby boy back to be his page.
"Who are you going to rob? What are you going to rob?"
A gentle and elegant female voice came from outside the door, and Wang Qingshan silently moved to the side.
The furious seventh prince ran towards the person who approached him and cried out, "Mother! My ninth brother has taken away the servant I wanted! I want to get him back!"
The Imperial Concubine entered the palace at the age of 14, and is still in the prime of her youth. She has fair skin and a graceful figure, and her eyes and brows exude a heroic spirit without losing their beauty. She is like a dazzling rose in full bloom. Because she has given birth, the sharp thorns on the rose have become less sharp, and she has become more gentle and tender.
Wang Qingshan had sensed something was wrong even before he came in, so he made an excuse to have the Empress summoned. Now, the Imperial Concubine was already standing outside the door and had overheard most of what had happened.
She immediately pinched the Seventh Prince's ear with her slender finger: "You little bastard, what are you fighting over? He's just a servant, what doesn't the palace have? Why did you have to go and cause trouble with the Ninth Prince?"
The seventh prince, despite having his ear pulled, still protested: "It's different, Mother! That chubby boy is so cute, I like him!"
The Imperial Concubine narrowed her eyes and warned, "I think you're just asking for trouble! You think you can eat cute things if you don't discipline them for three days? I said you're not allowed to go, and that means you're not allowed to go! Who told you to be a step too late? The Ninth Prince is already in power, you're too late!"
The Seventh Prince denied it: "It's not too late, Mother, please help me!"
The Ninth Prince had just recovered from his illness, and the Empress was keeping a close eye on him. How could the Consort allow her son to cause trouble? She immediately disciplined the disobedient brat.
It's too late if you're too late. He's just a lowly servant. Although the Ninth Prince is young, if the Empress holds a grudge, it won't be good for her son.
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