My best friends both transmigrated into a book and married powerful officials; she left me and I lef

Qi Ran turned his head to the side and remained silent.

Qi Shangqing became even angrier when he saw his expression. His brow twitched violently, and he strode forward and kicked Qi Ran hard in the shoulder.

The force sent Qi Ran flying a great distance.

Qi Ran's gaze turned icy. Meng Youning, it's all Meng Youning's fault!

He gritted his teeth, pushed himself up with both hands, his eyes filled with anger, and went straight into Yunyan Pavilion without hesitation.

Qi Shangqing's eyes widened as he turned to look at Jiang Zhuo beside him. "Look at him, look at him! When will he ever grow up?"

Jiang Zhuo quickly stepped forward to soothe his chest, and looked at Qi Ran's departing figure with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and after a long while, she said softly, "Find an opportunity to hand over the management of the household to You Ning. Ran'er needs someone she can confide in."

Qi Ran stormed toward Yunyan Pavilion, and Cang Hei hurriedly followed.

He tentatively advised, "Your Highness, the Prince is currently in a fit of anger, why don't you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Ran interrupted him with a gloomy face.

Qi Ran paused slightly, glanced at him sideways, and said, "If you say another word, I'll send you away right now."

Cang Hei dared not utter a sound.

Yunyan Pavilion.

Meng Youning lay flat on the bed, her face completely pale.

Her lips were slightly pale, and she looked very unwell.

A row of maids knelt beside the bed, each with a look of extreme anxiety on their face.

"Princess Consort, please wake up!" Mu Xiang knelt beside Meng You Ning's bed. She had just fed Meng You Ning the medicine prescribed by the doctor when she took Meng You Ning's hand and gently shook it.

As soon as Qi Ran stepped inside, a strong medicinal smell rushed into his nostrils, and an unpleasant odor quickly spread through his mind.

His brows furrowed tightly as he glanced around the room before raising his right hand and waving it lightly. "You may all leave. This young master is enough for you."

A vague, unreadable emotion flickered in his eyes as he stared intently at the figure on the bed.

In an instant, the maids in the room left one after another.

Qi Ran looked at Mu Xiang, who was still standing to the side, and said coldly, "Don't you understand what I, the young master, have to say?"

Mu Xiang pursed her lips, first glancing sideways at Meng Youning, who was still on the bed, and then looking at Qi Ran, who had an angry expression.

With a hint of worry in her eyes, she lowered her head and silently withdrew.

The Crown Prince is acting very strangely!

A hint of suspicion flashed across her face. After leaving Yunyan Pavilion, she lifted her dress and ran straight to the front hall.

Inside Yunyan Pavilion.

The surroundings instantly fell silent, and Qi Ran felt that the world had become much quieter.

He put his hands on his hips, swayed his neck from side to side, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He just stared at the person in front of him.

Feeling the burning gaze, Meng Youning suppressed her discomfort and continued to lie flat.

The next moment, Qi Ran quickly stepped forward, placed his hands behind Meng Youning's head, narrowed his eyes, and leaned in close.

A large shadow suddenly loomed over me, darkening my vision instantly, and at the same time, a chilling sensation swept over me.

It also carries a hint of coolness.

Meng Youning couldn't help but frown. What had happened to Qi Ran this time?

Almost the instant Qi Ran covered her, Meng Youning let out a faint moan.

Qi Ran paused, a smile playing on his lips, and murmured, "It seems your best medicine isn't oral medication, but this."

The scorching heat sprayed onto Meng Youning's cheeks, causing a tingling, slightly itchy sensation. In the blink of an eye, the burning area became icy cold.

After saying that, he pressed himself against her with a cold face, exuding an aura of indifference.

Qi Ran's eyes darkened slightly, showing no mercy. His movements were exceptionally rough, and the hand gripping the back of Meng Youning's head suddenly tightened, causing Meng Youning to feel a sharp pain in the back of her head.

Unable to bear it any longer, Meng Youning frowned and bit down hard, a fishy taste instantly spreading in her mouth.

Qi Ran winced in pain, abruptly stood up, and grabbed Meng Youning's chin with one hand. "Isn't this what you wanted? Why aren't you happy? Huh?"

Meng Youning opened her eyes instantly, her lips already stained with a strange color. At this moment, her pale face looked even more pitiful.

She propped herself up, leaned back, and glared at Qi Ran. "What is this, Young Master?"

Qi Ran snorted coldly, looking as if he had seen through everything. "We are husband and wife, living together in one room. What do you think I could do?"

He chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

After saying that, he actually reached out and grabbed Meng Youning's outer shirt.

Meng Youning was startled. Before she could think, she stretched out her hands to block Qi Ran's movement.

However, the difference in strength between the two was too great, and Meng Youning was no match for Qi Ran's movements.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap echoed throughout the room.

The atmosphere suddenly turned icy.

Meng Youning pulled the blanket over herself, covering herself completely, and moved back slightly, looking wary. "Your Highness, please have some self-respect."

Qi Ran pressed his tongue against the half of his face that had been hit, and felt a strange sensation, but to him, it was just like being scratched by a kitten.

superficial.

He stared coldly at Meng Youning. "Have some self-respect? Ha, Meng Youning, haven't you been urging my parents to let us sleep in the same room?"

Meng Youning frowned even more deeply.

Qi Ran's current mood is very strange.

Qi Ran clapped his hands, slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, and glanced at Meng Youning casually. "It's just a bunch of little trinkets. Are they really that much of an eyesore to you? Fine, since you insist on doing this, then I'll play along with you."

His eyes flashed with a chilling light. He suddenly reached out, grabbed Meng Youning's arm, and pulled her closer to him. "You've done all this just so that I can only have eyes for you, right?"

His brows furrowed tightly. "I take back what I said before. You are not worthy of the title of Crown Princess at all."

Qi Ran tightened his grip, and Meng Youning felt a sharp pain in her wrist. She looked puzzled and asked, "What are you talking about, Young Master? What little thing? And whose eyes are you bothered by?"

The next instant, she abruptly pulled her hand back.

After gently rubbing her wrist, Meng Youning felt much better.

Qi Ran narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly, "Stop pretending you don't know. I was deceived by your gentle and weak appearance before!"

He leaned forward, his voice rising, "Come on, didn't you want to sleep together?"

Meng Youning's expression changed slightly, and her pupils widened slightly.

Immediately, she reacted quickly, her glassy pupils quickly becoming misty, and the tip of her nose turning slightly red.

She bit her lower lip lightly, and seeing that Qi Ran was about to make another move, she straightened her arm and slapped Qi Ran again without hesitation.

Her voice was slightly hoarse, "You bastard!"