Transmigrating to the Qing Dynasty: The Beloved Princess Uses a System to Change the Plot

Huh? What's Yue'er doing here?

The eldest prince looked somewhat confused.

With a hint of curiosity on his face and a smile playing on his lips, he strode to Mu Yue's side. Before he could speak, the Crown Prince suddenly stood up and stood in front of Mu Yue.

The crown prince's eyes held a hint of wariness and defensiveness.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

The smile on the eldest prince's face vanished instantly.

His intuition was sharp; he could sense the Crown Prince's usual dislike for him, as well as his current wariness.

He looked at the crown prince who was questioning him, his tone tinged with displeasure, "Is this how you speak to your elder brother?"

"Yue'er isn't just your sister. Does that mean that no one else in the palace can get close to Yue'er except you?"

Mu Yue didn't expect that her elder brother and the Crown Prince would clash so soon after they met.

She stared blankly at the eldest prince, then turned to look at the crown prince, her expression tense. She opened her mouth, wanting to persuade them.

Before she could even speak, the Crown Prince retorted, "You are my brother, and I am also the Crown Prince, the heir apparent. You should bow to me!"

"As for Yue'er... I never said that others were forbidden from touching Yue'er. I just wanted to ask what my elder brother was planning to do. After all, my elder brother has great strength. If he accidentally hurts Yue'er, that would be terrible!"

The prince emphasized the word "brute force."

Anyone could hear the sarcasm in the Crown Prince's words.

The eldest prince was no exception.

He stared at the Crown Prince with a gloomy expression, his hands, which had been hanging at his sides, now clenched into fists.

It is trembling slightly at this moment.

"Yinreng, what do you mean by that? Is this how you speak to your elder brother?"

The eldest prince growled, his anger undisguised.

Mu Yue noticed the eldest prince's actions.

Fearing that her two brothers might act impulsively and start fighting, she quickly stepped forward to block the Crown Prince.

"Brother Baoqing, you've misunderstood!"

She looked nervously at the eldest prince, racking her brains to find a suitable reason to explain the crown prince's words.

"Brother Baocheng is just worried about Yue'er. Yue'er hasn't been in a good mood these past few days... so..."

The more she spoke, the uglier the eldest prince's face became.

After Mu Yue noticed this, she realized that her explanation had not improved the eldest prince's mood, but instead added fuel to the fire.

She opened her mouth, unsure how to continue explaining.

At this time, the other people in the study also arrived one after another.

Seeing the eldest prince and the crown prince facing off, the group of people were not surprised at all.

As was their custom, they chose their sides and stood beside the Crown Prince and the First Prince.

Mu Yue realized from these people's actions that if the conflict between Bao Qing and Bao Cheng was not resolved as soon as possible, it would definitely get worse and worse, and might even turn into a fight to the death.

Mu Yue absolutely does not want to see such a scene occur.

Just as Mu Yue was racking her brains to figure out how to solve her current predicament, the Grand Tutor arrived.

He looked at the two men facing off in the study and immediately understood what had happened.

This isn't the first time either.

He immediately turned cold and strode into the study.

Upon noticing Mu Yue's presence, the Grand Tutor frowned, his expression growing increasingly displeased.

Although there were conflicts between the Crown Prince and the First Prince in the past, they usually occurred at the end of the daytime classes, when school was about to end.

This was the first time he had caused such a disturbance before even starting class.

The Grand Tutor immediately realized that this matter was inextricably linked to Mu Yue.

He knew that Mu Yue was the Crown Prince's younger sister, and he also knew that it was Mu Yue's suggestion that the princesses enter the Imperial Study.

Before Mu Yue came to the study, he already disliked her to some extent, and now that dislike had increased to eight parts.

He walked directly between the Crown Prince and the First Prince, and without asking why, he reprimanded the First Prince, "Class is about to start, why are you blocking the way here, elder brother?"

"The Crown Prince is the heir apparent. The eldest prince has not bowed to the heir apparent and has repeatedly caused trouble for the Crown Prince. This is far too arrogant and domineering. The eldest prince should apologize to His Highness the Crown Prince!"

The atmosphere changed immediately after the Grand Tutor spoke.

The crown prince's face showed a hint of smugness, and his gaze toward the eldest prince carried a touch of urging.

The eldest prince's expression twisted, and his fists, hanging limply at his sides, clenched even tighter.

Mu Yue stood there, stunned.

How could the Grand Tutor not ask the reason and directly blame Baoqing's brother?

It's clear that both Bao Cheng and his brother were at fault in this matter. If Bao Cheng hadn't had a bad attitude from the beginning, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

The Grand Tutor directly made Baoqing apologize. What kind of logic is that?

Mu Yue looked up at the Grand Tutor and asked, puzzled, "Did the Grand Tutor come to the Imperial Study early this morning and see everything that happened?"

Mu Yue's slightly confused, childlike voice broke the tense atmosphere between the Crown Prince and the First Prince.

Both of them then looked at the Grand Tutor.

The Grand Tutor frowned even more deeply, his tone impatient, "Your Highness, the Imperial Study is not a place for amusement. Your Highness should take the maids serving you back to your palace to do some needlework and read books on women's conduct and precepts. Don't concern yourself with these things."

Mu Yue sensed the Grand Tutor's displeasure towards her.

Her expression became even more bewildered.

Could it be that I have offended this Grand Tutor?

Why does he hate himself?

Mu Yue felt a little wronged, but she did not give up her plans because of the Grand Tutor's words.

She looked at the Grand Tutor and explained earnestly, "Yue'er came to the Imperial Study not to play around, but to learn something so that she can help Father Emperor."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Tutor scoffed, "Your Highness, please don't be joking."

"Those matters will naturally be handled by the Crown Prince. Since Your Highness is a woman, why does she not learn what she should learn, but instead wants to learn what men should learn? Could it be that she wants to interfere in politics within the harem?"

Mu Yue frowned deeply.

The Grand Tutor's words were rather serious.

If I cannot explain it clearly, it will surely implicate my mother if it reaches my father's ears.

Mu Yue thought of the Empress, bit her lip, and looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Father has already agreed to this matter. Does the Grand Tutor intend to disobey the imperial decree?"

Upon hearing this, the Grand Tutor showed no fear. Instead, he continued to mock, "His Majesty made this decision out of love for his children. Does Your Highness really think you have the ability to help His Majesty?"

Looking at the Grand Tutor's arrogant demeanor, Mu Yue's last bit of respect for her teacher completely vanished.

But she was somewhat confused.

The Grand Tutor dared to say such things to me; could it be that he has something to rely on?

Who is he relying on?

Mu Yue was curious, but she didn't forget to retaliate.

Before she could speak, the Crown Prince spoke.

"Yue'er is my younger sister. She has always been clever and quick-witted, and she certainly has the ability to help Father Emperor. Your words, Grand Tutor, are a bit too much."

The crown prince's tone carried a hint of warning.

If the Grand Tutor restrains himself now and apologizes to Yue'er, the matter can be dropped.

If he doesn't do it... Hmph, then don't blame me for being impolite!