Qi Changyi felt weak and cold all over. His head was dizzy and the contents of the imperial edict just now kept echoing in his mind.
He seemed as if his bones and muscles had been pulled out, and he could no longer kneel. After being pushed by Qi Yirou, he fell to the ground and could not get up.
Li Yu's eyes were red. She struggled to break free from the restraints and ran over to help Qi Changyi up.
"Your Highness, please stand up first, stand up... The ground is so cold, your body won't be able to bear it..."
But he tried his best to support the little man, but the little man's legs were too weak and he just fell to the ground, his body shaking constantly.
His fingers were digging into the ground tightly. The one that Qi Yirou had stepped on was slightly red and swollen. One of the nails had broken off and was oozing out fine traces of blood.
Li Yu quickly tried to pry his fingers apart, "Your Highness, don't use too much force, don't use too much force anymore..."
But the little guy didn't know where he got the strength from, and Li Yu couldn't pick his fingers up from the ground with trembling hands. He could only watch his fingers leave blood marks on the ground.
Qi Changyi lowered his head, and his facial expression could not be seen clearly. In this freezing cold weather, he seemed to be frozen into an ice man, and the blood in his body had solidified and stopped flowing.
Seeing him like this, Qi Yirou didn't feel guilty at all, but continued to sneer, "Stop pretending, can't you stand up after being pushed? You are not so delicate, don't embarrass yourself anymore, and stand up quickly!"
As Qi Yirou was talking, she wanted to come over and push Qi Changyi, but Li Yu suddenly stood up, pushed Qi Yirou to the ground regardless of everything, and then pounced on her and hit her.
All that could be heard was screams coming from the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion. "Someone, someone, hurry up and take this lunatic away! I'm going to execute him. I'm going to tear him into pieces!"
Several palace servants hurried over and tried to pull Li Yu away, but Li Yu grabbed Qi Yiru's neck tightly, scratching her skin with his nails until it bled, and he refused to let go.
The old butler, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up, pretending to be unsteady, and slammed into the palace servants. One of them accidentally stepped on Qi Yiru's hand, and she immediately let out a shrill scream.
"Your Highness, Third Princess, I am so sorry. I have been kneeling for so long that my knees are a little unstable. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."
"You have rebelled, all of you have rebelled! I will definitely punish you, I will definitely punish you!"
The old butler sneered secretly and gave a look. The other servants stood up one after another and stopped all the palace servants who wanted to step forward.
The two groups immediately became entangled with each other, unable to distinguish between friend and foe, pushing, crowding, and fighting each other. The entire Prime Minister's Mansion was in chaos, with screams of pain coming one after another.
At this time, the little man who had been kneeling on the ground next to him moved, slowly propped himself up and stood up, staggering twice.
He looked at the scene in the yard, his eyes confused and unable to focus.
He didn't know what he should do now. He had only one thought in his mind, to get away from here, away from everyone, to find a place where no one was, to hide, and to be alone for a while.
His knees and fingers were in great pain, but he seemed to feel nothing as he staggered to the door, walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and came to the street.
superior.
The snow-white robe was stained with some dirt, and the little man's heart seemed empty, cold and without beating, as if he had been stabbed deeply by someone and was bleeding continuously.
He just kept walking forward, without any purpose or destination, like a cold shell.
The sky was gradually getting dark, and thousands of lights were lit up on the streets. People were walking in groups of three or five, with happy smiles on their faces.
The little man was alone, covered with wounds, his eyes were getting moister and moister, and he could not see the road ahead clearly.
A pedestrian who was walking hurriedly beside him accidentally bumped into him. He lost his balance and was knocked to the ground hard. The skin on his palm was scratched and blood rolled out instantly.
The man quickly apologized and tried to help him up, "I'm so sorry, young master. Are you okay?"
Qi Changyi's eyes were gray and dull. He avoided the man's support, stood up unsteadily, and continued walking forward.
Maybe it was because of the pain from the fall, his tears suddenly began to roll down, and the wind made them feel freezing cold.
No one would wipe his tears anymore, so he could only lift up his sleeves and wipe away his tears vigorously, until his cheeks turned red.
He walked along the wide street. He didn't know how long he had been walking. His body was numb from the cold. The blood on his nails and palms, which had been bleeding, had dried up.
The streets of the imperial capital were crowded even at night, and the bustling crowds were too noisy.
Qi Changyi walked alone into a dark alley, slowly sat down on the ground along the wall, hugged his knees, buried his head deeply in them, and all the tears that surged in his eyes fell into his robe.
Brother Pei and Second Sister are getting married...
They are a perfect match, a match made in heaven, both are excellent and powerful people. I am so stupid that I am not worthy of being compared with them...
God must not like stupid kids like him, so he is not good to him at all. Everyone likes smart kids, but he can never learn to be smart, so no one will ever really like him...
The little guy leaned against the wall, crying silently, and did not notice the several figures that suddenly appeared behind him.
The Prime Minister's Mansion was still in chaos until Pei Zheng suddenly came back and the entire courtyard quieted down.
Pei Zheng stood at the door and glanced coldly at the people in the yard, but he noticed that one figure was missing.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Li Yu with cold eyes, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying.
Li Yu came over in a hurry to pay his respects, and then, as if he had thought of something, he looked around the courtyard, but couldn't find his own prince. Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Pei, Master Pei, His Highness is missing! What should we do?"
Qi Yirou covered the scar on her neck and said, "It's not like we can't find it. How can such a big person be lost? Is it necessary to make such a fuss?"
Pei Zheng dodged and moved in front of Qi Yirou at an extremely fast speed, scaring her so much that she took a big step back and almost sat on the ground.
Pei Zheng stared at her and asked, "I wonder what brings the Third Princess to my residence? What business do you have?"
Qi Yirou looked at his sinister eyes and was a little scared, but she still said with her neck stiff, "I, my second sister and I came to convey the imperial decree, but who knew that Lord Pei was not at home..."
Pei Zheng's expression changed. "Since I'm not here, who asked you to read the imperial edict?"
As he spoke, he took another step forward and looked down at Qi Yirou, his eyes so fierce that he seemed to want to tear him to pieces.
Qi Yirou opened her eyes slightly, not knowing how to answer. She looked at Qi Bingzhi beside her for help and shouted silently, "Second sister..."
Qi Bingzhi came over and said softly, "Master Pei, Rourou didn't mean it. Please don't blame me."
"Unintentional?" Pei Zheng sneered, "I think it's intentional."
"Pei Zheng, don't forget your identity and who is going to marry you!" Qi Yirou suddenly shouted.
Unexpectedly, this sentence deeply hurt Pei Zheng. He said in a deep voice, "Li Yu, tell me the details of what happened."
Li Yu stepped on the blood at the corner of his mouth and told him everything that had just happened, adding some exaggerations to the process of how Qi Yirou targeted his own prince.
Qi Yirou retorted, "You are talking nonsense! When did I hit him? Which eye of yours saw me do it?"
"Third Princess, my eyes have not been gouged out yet. I saw everything with both eyes. Not only did you hit Your Highness, you also stepped on your Highness's nails and broke them. Your fingers are connected to your heart. How painful it must be..."
Qi Yirou widened her eyes slightly and shook her head hurriedly, "I didn't, I didn't, I didn't step on it hard at all, his nails clearly broke by themselves.
Before she could finish her words, Qi Yirou's neck was suddenly grabbed by someone, and the rest of her words were swallowed into her stomach.
Pei Zheng narrowed his eyes and exerted a little force with his fingers. Qi Yiru had difficulty breathing, her cheeks were a little red, and her fingers kept struggling and flapping.
No one in the entire courtyard dared to move. Pei Zheng's anger was too obvious, as if he would immediately strangle anyone who dared to dissuade him. Qi Bingzhi's eyes were filled with worry and anxiety, and he stepped forward to dissuade him, "Master Pei, Master Pei..."
Pei Zheng glanced at her coldly, and finally loosened the strength in his hands.
Qi Yirou's body lost its support and she collapsed limply to the ground. She coughed violently a few times, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. She raised her head and stared at the person standing in front of her.
"Pei Zheng! I am a princess, the most beloved daughter of my father! How dare you treat me like this? Aren't you afraid that my father will blame you?" Pei Zheng sneered and bent down slightly.
"It seems that the Third Princess has not yet understood the situation. Someone, take the Third Princess away. I am here to help the Emperor with his worries and difficulties, so I can give her some advice."
Several guards from the Prime Minister's Mansion were about to come forward to pull Qi Yirou away. Qi Yirou was so scared that she kept dodging, crawling around using her hands and feet, and finally crawled to Qi Bingzhi, pulling at her skirt and begging.
"Second sister, second sister, please save me, Pei Zheng is crazy, is he crazy? How dare he do this to me?"
Qi Bingzhi glanced at Pei Zheng with a complicated look. She thought more than Qi Yirou and naturally knew the power and interest disputes behind this wedding. Based on the current situation in the court, she knew that between Pei Zheng and her third sister, the emperor would definitely choose Pei Zheng without hesitation.
"Rou Rou, be obedient. I believe that Master Pei will not blame you too much..."
Qi Bingzhi pulled back the hem of her skirt and took half a step back inconspicuously.
Qi Yirou widened her eyes in disbelief, "Second sister, you..."
All that Qi Yirou did was not only for herself, but also because the hidden relationship between Qi Changyi and Pei Zheng threatened Qi Bingzhi's position. He also wanted to vent his anger for Qi Bingzhi, but he didn't expect that Qi Bingzhi would treat her like this now.
Qi Yiro was stunned, unable to utter a word, and was dragged away by the guards in a daze.