After rebirth, the abstinent prince wants to marry me every day

Zhu Qingan's cheeks were burning, and he staggered from the slap, but there was no trace of emotion in his dark eyes.

"Madam..." Banxia hurriedly supported Madam Hou, her eyes full of anxiety. She had not expected that Madam would actually take action.

The Marquis's wife was stunned. She watched her daughter's cheeks quickly become red and swollen, then looked at her own palms which were still a little numb. She opened her mouth but could not say anything.

"I didn't know you had so much resentment towards me as your mother. Go away, I don't want to see you!" The Marquis's wife waved at Zhu Qing'an, looking a little tired and evasive.

"Princess..." Wangshu looked at the conspicuous slap mark on Zhu Qing'an's flower-like face, and cried with heartache. He wanted to touch her but was afraid of hurting the princess.

Their princess was a very noble person, and even the queen mother was reluctant to lift a finger for her.

"My daughter is taking her leave!" Zhu Qing'an bowed. There was nothing wrong with her etiquette, and there was no sign of grievance on her part.

The marquis's wife looked at her daughter who turned around, her skirt swaying in a graceful arc. She watched her daughter walk out of the house, farther and farther away, as if she could no longer catch her.

"Princess, how could the lady..." Wangshu walked beside Zhu Qing'an, tears falling harder and harder.

"Okay, I haven't cried yet, why are you crying so hard!" Zhu Qing'an helplessly took the handkerchief to wipe the tears from Wangshu's face.

But the calmer she was, the more uncomfortable Wangshu and Fuguang felt. They would rather Zhu Qing'an cry and make a fuss than for her to act like nothing happened.

"I'm going to find a doctor!" Fu Guang said as he was about to leave the house, but was stopped by Zhu Qing'an.

"It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious! What's more, this slap came just in time!" A smile flashed in Zhu Qing'an's eyes.

Back at Yongfuyuan, Zhu Qing'an looked at the redness and swelling on her cheeks in the bronze mirror. She had fair skin, so the redness and swelling looked quite scary.

But in fact, although the mother used all her strength, she was after all a weak woman, and the slap was not as serious as it looked.

Zhu Qing'an stayed in Yongfu Courtyard all day until night fell. She heard hurried footsteps and calmly picked up the veil and put it on.

"My dear..." Marquis Wen'an strode into the house and saw his daughter coming towards him. He saw that his daughter was wearing a veil, and his eyes ached.

"Why are you here, father? I accidentally got pollen on my face today..." Before Zhu Qing'an finished speaking, she saw her father holding her arm.

"Silly child, you suffered injustice and hid it from your father! It's your father's fault. He made your mother unhappy. Your mother actually loves you very much. She was just angry and confused for a moment!" Wen Anhou spoke carefully.

Zhu Qing'an was not surprised by her father's words. She had always known that her father loved her mother deeply and would always forgive her no matter what excessive things her mother did.

She used to think that her father was so kind to her mother and that she was lucky. But now, she wanted her father to face reality.

"My daughter understands everything!" Zhu Qing'an said, her veil was blown off by the wind outside the window, revealing her red and swollen cheeks.

Wen Anhou sucked in a breath of cold air. He looked at the redness and swelling on his daughter's cheeks and clenched his fists.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Anhou wanted to touch his daughter's wound, but was afraid of hurting her, and was at a loss for a moment.