Quan Chengying still remembers that she felt sorry for Quan Ji.
However, this was not permitted by Quan Zhan.
From a young age, they were instilled with the idea that Princess Quan was useless and trash who would bring misfortune to the entire empire, so much so that the little bit of heartache they felt disappeared after just a few days.
Looking back now, the fact that Kwon Ji has survived to this day is purely a miracle she created on her own.
They all wronged her.
The entire Holy Glory has let Quan Ji down.
However, Quan Ji was able to stand up for Sheng Yao when he was humiliated and deliver the most painful counterattack.
They even stepped in to defend him.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.
Quan Chengying clenched his fist and placed it in front of his chest, bowing slightly: "Thank you."
Quan Ji hummed in response, saying indifferently, "There's a limit to forbearance. Don't just keep enduring it; that's declaring your weakness and attracting more people to bully you."
“You are a member of the royal family of my Holy Glory Empire. To insult you is to insult my Holy Glory. My Holy Glory is not so weak that it can be bullied by a mere third-level empire. When people are weak, the country is weak. Only the weak can be bullied by everyone.”
"Got it?"
Hearing Quan Ji's calm tone, Quan Chengying felt a strange sense of comfort rising within him.
"I've got it."
You've changed a lot.
Quan Ji glanced at him, and unusually, she became interested.
"for example?"
Quan Chengying paused for a moment, then said, "Much stronger."
Quan Ji chuckled softly, her meaning ambiguous.
"Wild grass that grows in the cold wind is naturally stronger than cultivated flowers; otherwise, it will die in the snow."
She didn't say it directly, but the meaning was already quite clear.
Quan Chengying thought Quan Ji was right.
They are all the flowers of the garden, but she is different; she is a weed.
The weeds, coldly ignored and harmed by snowflake after snowflake.
Hearing this, he felt a pang of sadness.
"How's Shengyao doing lately?"
Quan Ji smiled and said, "Within three months, you will definitely reach level three."
Quan Chengying was taken aback and quickly clenched his fist again.
"Don't try to comfort me. Our Holy Glory's national strength is simply not enough..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Quan Ji suddenly interrupted him.
Why should I comfort you?
"I was just showing off my abilities."
Quan Chengying: "...?"
He was stunned.
Doesn't Fourth Brother deserve to be comforted?
As it turns out, yes.
Quan Ji yawned, took out a travel tent from her spatial pouch, and gently tossed it on the ground. The tent immediately opened, only big enough for one person to stay in.
"Whether you believe it or not doesn't matter. The zodiac signs won't be out for a while. I'm tired of playing. I'm going to take a nap. Goodnight."
As she spoke, Quan Ji walked into the tent and changed her pair of crystal flip-flops into a pair of sapphire flip-flops.
Quan Chengying gave an exaggerated twitch of his lips.
I'm sleepy...
He didn't know what had gotten into him, but he subconsciously looked at Qingya, who was still being ganged up on.
Those who reap what they sow will not live.
He walked to the front of the tent.
"sister?"
He was testing the waters, a little nervous.
Quan Ji, inside the tent, felt a bit depressed, thinking that everyone in the royal family of the Holy Glory Empire, except for herself, was sick.
She's only doing this for the empire, and everyone else is just being presumptuous and calling her "sister."
I feel terrible.
But she still answered, "Speak."
Quan Chengying felt a little happy, a slight itch in her heart.
Can I ask you something?
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