The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Summer clothes are thin, and Kang Ge'er's fair complexion makes the bloodstains particularly conspicuous.

Kang Ge'er let go of his hand, and Cui Jie struggled to get up and kneel on the ground.

Xuan Ge'er broke free and ran over.

"Brother! Blood!"

Xuan'er looked a little panicked, and there was nothing left to see on Kang'er's neck.

Kang Ge'er only felt his neck was a little numb. He touched it with his hand and frowned in pain.

Chu Qinling came over to take a look, wondering why the situation was so serious, and then fell silent.

Kang Ge'er waved his hand and said it was nothing, and he also beat up the kid from the Cui family.

There's no such thing as a fight without getting hurt.

However, this kid from the Cui family still had some smarts. He knew that he could not beat Kang Ge'er, who was stronger than him, so he attacked his weak spots.

Cui Jie knelt on the ground, feeling pain all over his body. He cursed Kang Ge'er eight hundred times in his heart.

Because Kang Ge'er's condition looked quite serious, with blood on his collar, they all decided to go home directly.

"You pushed me today, and I beat you up, so we're even today."

Cui Jie and the others all stood up. They didn't dare to leave without the Sixth Prince's order.

While having his collar smoothed down, Kang Ge'er spoke to Cui Jie, who was having his hair done by a servant of the Cui family.

Cui Jie was in so much pain that he didn't want to speak. He could only roll his eyes helplessly when he heard this.

Hey, this guy is really unpleasant!

Kangge'er's hands started to itch again.

When they were about to leave, Cui Jie suddenly spoke.

"I will definitely beat you next time, just wait."

Kang Ge'er turned around and looked at the boy who was only as tall as his shoulders, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

I didn't notice it just now, but this guy looks younger than him.

I suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Then I'll wait."

Kang Ge'er compared his shoulders, and Cui Jie was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his stomach hurt again.

"By the way! I hope next time I see you, you won't be so annoying, you unpleasant little carrot."

Cui Jie watched the group leave. Pang Qi beside him suddenly stepped forward and cried:

"Young Master, let's go back and tell the Master and the Madam how much pain you are in."

Pang Qi knelt on the ground and grabbed Cui Jie's arm, making Cui Jie grimace in pain.

Ponzi's clothes were disheveled, his hat was wrinkled, and he was crying miserably.

"Let go! You dog slave!"

Cui Jie pulled his hand back with an impatient look on his face.

"Useless thing, do you want to let father and the others know that I didn't hit you today? If anyone dares to complain today, get out!"

Cui Jie said something harsh, ignored Cui Ze who was like a transparent man, turned around and left.

Cui Ze was completely ignored, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that the Cui family had left, Cui Ze clenched his fists and then walked up to follow them.

He was actually a little nervous. Just now, when the people from Duan Bo's Mansion left, the Sixth Prince glanced at him.

Could it be that he was seen through?

No, impossible.

The Sixth Prince was pampered and brought up with a simple mind. He certainly didn't know...

Thinking of this, Cui Ze breathed a sigh of relief and comforted himself.

It’s a pity that this matter didn’t become a big deal today. The eldest son of the Duan Bo family is really a waste. He doesn’t know how to take advantage of the people who support him.

Unfortunately, his plan today failed.

If my seventh brother had displeased the Sixth Prince today and his father knew about it, how could he compare to his son, who was caring and sensible?

Sooner or later, my father will realize his own goodness instead of pampering this stupid and brainless seventh brother.

I don’t know if the Sixth Prince noticed me today.

What a pity. My seventh brother will definitely not go back and talk about this matter because he is too proud to do so.

How can I let my father know this without him noticing?

"Does it hurt, brother?"

Inside the clinic, Xuan Ge'er was busy running around, watching the doctor treating Kang Ge'er's neck wound.

After bandaging the neck, medicine is being applied to the hands.

"What's so scary about this little pain? It's not as painful as when I was standing in meditation before."

Seeing Xuan Ge'er's nose all red from crying, Kang Ge'er was a little amused and helpless.

It hurt even more when he was beaten like a punching bag by Master Han Yang on a normal day, but he never said it.

"Then don't move, wait for the doctor to apply medicine to you."

Kang Ge'er obediently did not move, but he noticed his younger brother who had been silent beside him.

After sending Xuan'er back, Kang'er did not return home, but turned around and left again under the pretext of sending the Sixth Prince back.

If he goes back now, he might get scolded, so he'd better hide away as long as he can.

In the carriage back to the palace, Kang Ge'er bent down to look at Chu Qinling's face.

Chu Qinling turned his head away, and Kang Ge'er came over again.

"Brother Ling, what's wrong with you? Why are you ignoring me?"

Kang Ge'er said this with a smile, but Chu Qinling's face was cold.

"If you don't talk to me, I'll have to deliver a letter to the palace tomorrow."

Facing Kang Ge'er's sincere and pure eyes, Chu Qinling lost his temper and spoke sullenly:

"Just now I could have revealed my identity directly, and they wouldn't dare bully you again, but I didn't. Do you blame me?"

Chu Qinling said this, not daring to look into Kang Ge'er's eyes, for he was afraid that he would see lies or resentment in them.

Even if there is, he would rather not know.

But Kang Ge'er bent down again and looked straight into his eyes. He was caught off guard and saw those eyes that were as clear as ever.

Chu Qinling wanted to avoid it, but was attracted by such eyes.

"Brother, brother, you're just overthinking things. What's with all the grudges? Aren't you underestimating me? I can beat ten of Cui Jie by myself. And it's just a fight between us kids, it's not that serious."

"Besides, if they knew you were the Sixth Prince, I wouldn't be able to beat them up. Wouldn't that make me so frustrated!"

Kang Ge'er said this and sat up because his neck felt a little tired.

Chu Qinling also raised his head as he did.

"Why? Even if they knew, they wouldn't dare to resist if you beat them up."

"What's the point of that?"

Kangge threw a piece of fruit into his mouth and slurred it.

"Fighting is all about having fun. Today, I beat that servant in the hat so hard that he didn't fight back. I just didn't think it was fun."

Just like when Master Han Yang beat him at the beginning, how could an apprentice hit his master? At first, he could only hold his head and hide, and the master told him to resist in every possible way.

After being knocked to the ground again and again, Kang Ge'er finally realized the surging blood and passion in a fight.

He now has the thrill of challenging authority and can even hold off a few moves from Master Han Yang, though only two moves of course.

He still remembered that whenever Master Han Yang felt unsatisfied, he would go find his former brothers to fight a few moves, and then come back with a black eye and a swollen face.

"That guy, Cui Jie, pushed me first, so it was only right for me to fight back. Even though that brat's words were wicked, I couldn't stand them. If I hadn't fought back today, I'd have felt this way for at least a few days."