I'm in trouble again! My best friend, the princess in the group, please save me!

She rolled up her sleeves, completely ignoring the stunned man next to her, snatched the little boy's brush, held him down firmly, and then drew a big turtle on his face.

"You little bastard! Let me see if you can still be a badass!"

The little boy couldn't struggle any more, so he could only start crying, and his tears got louder and louder.

She put her hands under the boy's arms, lifted him up, and threw him out.

A woman came running over and hugged the screaming and crying little boy in panic: "My dear! Make it easier for me to find him!!"

Suddenly he noticed the big turtle on his face and stood up suddenly: "Who did it?! Who did it!"

The little boy immediately pointed at Jiang Xingkuo and burst into tears.

His mother narrowed her eyes and looked up and down at Jiang Xingkuo and the innocent-looking Yu Yan standing beside him. Then she turned around and yelled at Jiang Xingkuo, "...You are the ugly one? How dare you be so rude to my son?!"

"Hey! Are you being unreasonable? Your son has no manners at all. He rushed into someone else's house, touched someone else's paintings, and even pinched me. Look! It's all purple!" Jiang Xingkuo lifted up his white and tender arm to show her the purple marks on it.

"What's wrong with pinching you! You're just a slut. You must be a servant who came from somewhere to seduce men here! Do you know who we are? Why are you shouting like that? I am the eldest sister of His Majesty's most beloved Zhaoyi! My sister is pregnant with the dragon's seed. How dare you mess with us! I will let His Majesty kill you all!" His mother put one hand on her waist and pointed at Jiang Xingkuo's nose with the other, looking arrogant.

An indescribable complex emotion flashed in the man's eyes.

Jiang Xingkuo looked at the fingers so close to him, and his eyes became cross-eyed.

She really couldn't help it, so she opened her mouth and bit the finger.

Amid the woman's screams, Jiang Xingkuo pushed her to the ground again, sat on her, and slapped her left and right.

“If you don’t know how to speak, you can learn! If you don’t know how to behave, I’ll teach you! If you don’t know how to teach a child, I’ll help you teach!…” Jiang Xingkuo’s hands were thrashing red as he listened to the heart-wrenching cries of the child next to him and the man’s helpless attempts to stop the fight.

The child cried and wanted to go over to help her mother, but Yuyan grabbed her by the collar: "Don't go over there! Be careful what if I hit you!... Hey, girl, stop hitting me, stop hitting me..."

"What are you doing!" A loud roar came.

"Go, separate them for us." Song Yan directed the palace maids to hurriedly pull Jiang Xingkuo off the woman, and then help the woman up.

In the chaos, Songyan bowed deeply to Yuyan.

"You...you...you came at the right time, quickly...quickly...quickly catch this bitch for me..." The woman's face turned pale and her hair fell into wisps. She did not forget to grab the hands of the palace maids next to her and asked them to catch Jiang Xingkuo.

"Excuse me, which family is this lady from?" Song Yan asked with a smile, neither humble nor arrogant.

"We...we are from Wang Zhaoyi's family!" The woman finally stood still, snatched the little boy from Yuyan's arms, and glared at him.

"So they are the family of Wang Zhaoyi, the new concubine appointed by His Majesty." Songyan saluted her, and she held her head high and chest puffed out, like a proud and heroic rooster.

"That's right! Hurry! That bitch actually dared to beat us mother and son in the palace, you quickly call the guards to arrest her! Otherwise, our Wang Zhaoyi will be unhappy and will let His Majesty punish her severely!" The woman pulled Songyan's sleeve, domineering.

Songyan smiled gently, brushed her hand away without leaving a trace, and nodded his head in agreement: "Madam is frightened. Yutai, why don't you quickly help Madam to Zhaoyi's Chuxiu Palace to have a good rest!"

"This, this, this...she, she, she..." The woman pointed at Jiang Xingkuo unconvinced.

Jiang Xingkuo pretended not to see it, crossed his hands over his chest, and looked indifferent.

"Madam, you should go and have a rest first. Look at you, your makeup is all smudged! It would be bad if His Majesty saw it! Look at the little boy, it's so late in the afternoon, he must be hungry! Go back to Chuxiu Palace quickly, otherwise Zhaoyi will be worried!" Songyan carefully wiped the ink off the little boy's face, but found that the more she wiped, the more blurry it became. She could only pretend nothing happened and put away the handkerchief.

The woman was still angry and refused to leave. Songyan gestured to Yutai, who immediately took her hand and took her away.

"Hey! Hey! She hasn't been punished yet! She..." the woman shouted while turning her head back.

"Don't worry, Madam. Someone come! Drag Miss Jiang away! Give her twenty lashes of the board!" Songyan said loudly.

"As you command!" Teng Xi agreed, and called a few palace maids to pull Jiang Xingkuo away with a look of disdain. Before leaving, she did not forget to roll her eyes.

"Hmph! That's better!" The woman proudly pulled her child and followed Yutai.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to salute the man who had been watching the show for a long time: "I am sorry to have made a fool of myself, Second Prince. Miss Jiang is the princess's guest of honor. Please forgive me for what happened today."

"Okay, okay." An Yuyan smiled, and his pursed lips made him look even more charming and handsome.

"It was her son who started it! What's wrong with me fighting back? They say repay evil with kindness, so how do you repay kindness?"

Hearing Jiang Xingkuo's complaining voice, Song Yan gritted her teeth and said goodbye to An Yuyan, then ran back to Jiang Xingkuo.

"Girl, please stop talking! Walls have ears! Walls have ears! Go back to Piyun Palace quickly! The princess is waiting for you!" Tengxi comforted.

"Who told her son to be so uneducated! If the family of a Zhaoyi is so unruly and rude, then the character of this Zhaoyi is also..."

Jiang Xingkuo was interrupted halfway through his words.

"Zhaoyi Yan is in great favor, so I dare not make any remarks. Miss, you'd better go back quickly. The princess has something important to tell you. Also, after lunch, you should go to Doctor Ji with the princess to thank him." Song Yan said quickly.

"Oh... Oh, that's true. I almost forgot about it. Hehe." Jiang Xingkuo scratched his head and quickened his pace. "But what did she want to tell me?"

"You will know when you go back. We dare not interfere in the princess' affairs." Songyan replied.

When Jiang Xingkuo heard her answer, he had a vague feeling that something big was about to happen.

After returning to Piyun Palace, An Huanyan was thinking about life with a serious face.

Jiang Xingkuo felt a little guilty.

We just had a fight, and I'm afraid she's gotten into big trouble.

But when An Huanyan saw her coming back, she pulled her into the room and closed the door.

"What's going on? You're so mysterious."

An Huanyan didn't answer, but looked at her seriously, then slowly pulled up her sleeves, revealing the black bracelet on her wrist.

Jiang Xingkuo took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp.