In the evening, Chu Ping led a group of Xiu Luo Envoy on business.
As they passed a secluded palace road, they faintly heard the sound of crying.
He halted his steps, suspiciously following the sound.
Turning around a corner, he found a palace servant squatting there, wiping her tears.
Chu Ping looked carefully again: "Xiao i? Why are you crying! Who bullied you?"
Qingi stopped crying, imdiately stood up, and wiped her tears.
"Why are you here? I’m fine, I’m heading back to Ruizhu Palace now." Having said that, Qingi lifted her skirt and hurried to leave.
Chu Ping quickly caught up: "You must have been bullied by soone, or why would you be here hiding and shedding tears alone."
"Tell who it is, I’ll stand up for you!"
Qingi waved her hand: "Don’t ask! Just mind your own business."
Chu Ping imdiately ran a few steps and stood in front of Qingi.
He said seriously: "If you don’t tell today, I won’t let you leave."
Qingi frowned: "You! Why are you being unreasonable too?"
"Who else is being unreasonable? Just tell , and I’ll deal with that person for you!"
Qingi lowered her head: "There’s no one you can afford to offend."
Chu Ping was taken aback and waved his hand, signaling the Xiu Luo Envoy behind him to step back a bit.
"Are you saying Princess? She bullied you?"
Qingi imdiately raised her head: "Of course not, the Princess treats well!"
She originally didn’t want to make a fuss, but since Chu Ping was her friend and pressed her like this, Qingi simply stopped hiding.
"Isn’t it Su Yinling, who takes the Princess out to play every day? The Princess is still young and should practice her writing at this hour, but she doesn’t and instead just thinks about going out with Su Yinling."
Qingi told Chu Ping everything she had seen in the past few days.
By the end, she sniffled, feeling very wronged.
"I tried to stop Su Yinling with good intentions, but relying on the trust from the Princess and the Emperor, she called a servant and told to consider the Princess and think for her good."
Qingi wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "How can I not be good to the Princess? I think of her as my own sister, yet Su Yinling is ruining the Princess’s good habits, and I’m about to explode with anger!"
"But she’s the Emperor’s benefactor, and I’m powerless."
Chu Ping listened, getting even more upset: "I had long suspected that Su Yinling wasn’t anything good. She’s been here a few days, and dares to sow discord between you and the Princess."
He pondered deeply: "Xiao i, don’t cry. I’ll go back and tell the Marquis, he’ll definitely have a way to deal with this Su Yinling!"
Qingi hurriedly said: "You better not tell Marquis Wan, I’m afraid the Princess might protect Su Yinling now and argue with the Marquis, that wouldn’t be good."
Chu Ping raised a hand, patting her shoulder to comfort her: "Our Marquis has his ways, and won’t conflict with the Princess, rest assured."
The next day, the weather was pleasant with gentle winds.
In the Imperial Garden, happy laughter of children could be heard from ti to ti.
"Aunt Yinling, it’s over there, catch it quickly!"
Feng Fuce wore an ice silk dark robe, slightly cinched at the waist, making his youthful figure appear tall.
His piercing brows under the jade crown, paired with those cold, stern eyes, were like a piece of white jade walking through the sumr, both cold and frigid.
He led his people along the flower-path trail, heading towards Bai Zhi’er.
Chu Ping followed behind him, seeing the figures ahead, he imdiately said: "Marquis, now is the Princess’s practice writing ti, look, that Su Yinling has brought the Princess to catch butterflies and play again! No ambition!"
Feng Fuce’s deep eyes gazed at the distant Bai Zhi’er and Su Yinling.
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