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Meng Youning lost her balance and fell straight forward.

Her pupils contracted instinctively, and with a twist of her ankle, her body instantly turned around.

"thump"

Meng Youning fell heavily to the ground, and her already somewhat red wrist instantly began to bleed.

She frowned, bracing herself with her hands on the ground, the pain in her hands causing her to gasp.

Jiang Zhuo, who was standing nearby, widened his eyes and quickly ran forward, bending down to help Meng Youning up.

She gently patted the dust off her clothes. "You Ning, don't take this kid seriously. Come here, let your mother see how serious it is."

When his gaze fell upon the crimson stain on his wrist, he exclaimed in exaggerated surprise, "Oh dear, it's so serious! Someone, quickly go and call the imperial physician!"

The maidservant beside her responded with a "yes" and then trotted away.

"It's alright." Meng Youning silently withdrew her hand, rubbed her wrist, lowered her eyelids, and glanced at Qi Ran with a hint of fear. "Youning is used to it."

Her eyes quickly filled with tears, and she held a handkerchief in her hand, coughing lightly a few times. Her small face turned even paler.

In a corner where no one was watching, a cold glint flashed quickly in Meng Youning's eyes.

Although Qi Ran was a scoundrel, the Prince Yi and his wife treated her fairly well.

If she wants to gain control of the Crown Prince's finances, she can work on Prince Yi and his wife.

"You Ning, if you ever want to go out again, just let us know in advance. At the very least, take a servant with you." Jiang Zhu patted her hand. "That way we'll know where you're going. How can a young lady like you be without anyone to protect her? Remember that?"

Meng Youning sniffed and nodded obediently, "Yes, Youning has remembered."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Ran's pupils widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief. He pointed at Meng Youning, tilted his head, and was about to step forward when he said, "Hey, wait a minute, explain yourself clearly. What do you mean by 'used to it'?"

Meng Youning paused, slowly turning her head to look at him. A hurt expression crossed her face, and she seemed on the verge of tears. She looked up, her eyes filled with deep resentment, "Does Your Highness have to make things so difficult for me...?"

She then covered her chest with her hand, wiped her eyes, and in the next instant, lifted her clothes and ran away, leaving everyone with only a pitiful figure behind her.

Jiang Zhuo subconsciously exchanged a glance with Qi Shangqing, their eyes clearly saying, "This girl has suffered such a great injustice."

Qi Ran's eyelids twitched wildly. This little girl looked so gentle and weak, but he never expected her to have two faces.

He took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to chase after them.

However, as he looked up, a shadow suddenly fell over his eyes.

Qi Shangqing weighed the stick, which was about half the thickness of a fist, in his hand, and looked at Qi Ran calmly, asking, "Where do you think you're going?"

Qi Ran glanced at Qi Shangqing's current appearance and sighed, "Father, you really look like a bandit leader right now."

"You brat!" Qi Shangqing glared and blew his beard. He quickly stepped forward and swung his hand at Qi Ran. "You dare to call your father a bandit leader? I'll beat you to death today!"

Qi Ran twisted his waist and perfectly dodged Qi Shangqing's blow.

"You missed, didn't you? You missed."

Upon hearing this, the space fell silent for a moment, followed by a scream that pierced the sky.

Qi Ran jumped up and down, clutching her backside while pointing at Qi Shangqing with a snarling expression, "Are you really going to teach me a lesson for that hypocritical woman?"

The maids serving on both sides immediately knelt down on their own, lowered their heads, and looked down at the ground.

Qi Shangqing tapped the table with his stick, one hand on his hip, "She married you, and you not only don't treat her well, but you even lay a hand on her?"

"Ran'er, don't upset your father." Jiang Zhuo sighed and sat down. "He's doing this for your own good."

Qi Ran pursed his lips and muttered under his breath, "It's not like I wanted to marry her myself, it's all your doing."

"What did you say!" Qi Shangqing's voice suddenly rose.

Suddenly, he threw the stick in his hand to the ground, flicked his clothes, snorted coldly, and turned to sit in the main seat.

Qi Ran breathed a sigh of relief; his father had finally stopped threatening him with that damn stick.

Before he could even feel happy, Qi Shangqing waved his hand and said, "Guards, bring out the family discipline."

Qi Ran was stunned for a moment, then silently swallowed. "Family...family rules?"

Before Qi Ran could even react, he saw a group of people approaching with family rules.

His lips twitched slightly. Was this something he had planned all along?

Qi Shangqing waved his hand, and several servants quickly stepped forward, saying, "We're sorry, Your Highness."

Immediately afterwards, he felt his arms being tightly bound, and he frowned involuntarily, trying to break free, but he couldn't break free at all.

The next instant, he was pressed face down onto the square stool that had been prepared beforehand.

In the blink of an eye, a sharp pain came from behind him. He raised his head slightly, but the people holding his arms on both sides tightened their grip even more.

Qi Ran's jaw slammed hard against the hard stool, and he felt a sharp pain in his jaw, causing his brows to furrow even more deeply.

The sharp pain in his back quickly turned into a dull ache, and before he could catch his breath, another blow landed.

For a moment, the only sounds in the space were the blows of sticks hitting flesh and Qi Ran's screams of agony as he was beaten.

Qi Ran clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding together.

You, Meng Youning, I'll remember this!

Half an hour later.

Qi Ran stared resentfully at Qi Shangqing above her, her left hand hanging naturally at her side, her right hand gently touching the wound, and the next moment, she grimaced and withdrew her hand.

"You're still not convinced?" Qi Shangqing raised an eyebrow.

"I'm convinced." Qi Ran practically spat out each word. "I'm completely convinced!"

He flicked his sleeve and glared at Cang Hei beside him. "Are you waiting for the food to be served?"

Cang Hei glanced at Qi Shangqing subconsciously, and seeing that the other party looked much better, he stepped forward and reached out to support Qi Ran.

Qi Ran narrowed his eyes, looking at him with a forced smile, and reached out to grab Cang Hei's neck. "Why don't you run away a little further? When I'm in trouble, why don't you take the initiative?"

The dark-skinned man shrank back slightly. "If His Highness wants to punish you, who dares to say anything?"

Qi Ran grinned, "Come here, I promise I won't hit you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped Cang Hei on the back of the head.

Sensing the movement behind him, Qi Ran quickened his pace and limped away from the main hall.

Qi Ran: "What time is it now?"

Cang Hei: "It's early Hai hour."

"Let's go." He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing slightly. "Help me to Yunyan Pavilion."