C3 (1/2)

It's time for you to take care of your son

Huai Jin wiped the tears off her face, and walked to the front of Prince Jin step by step. She pursed his lips, and spoke as if she had made a huge decision: ”Since you are like this, from today onwards …”

”Huai Jin!” Knowing what Huai Jin was about to say, the Prince Jin opened her mouth and interrupted Huai Jin, who had not finished speaking. She looked down at Huai Jin, and said in a low voice that only two people could hear: ”Only I can help you!”

Prince Jin looked at her and heaved a sigh of relief. He glanced at the people around him who had different expressions on their faces and slowly continued: ”On the day of the hunt, I will help you win the first place. Consider it my apology for pushing you into the water, but if you continue to pester This King, then it won't be as simple as falling into the water!”

These words made everyone understand why they had pushed Huai Jin into the water, and why she had said that she would help Huai Jin.

Huai Jin curled her lips and nodded her head. Seeing that the farce was about to end, the empress dowager called over the Yang mama to bring Huai Jin down.

”Ahh!” A miserable scream suddenly rang out.

The Yang mama walked out from behind the empress dowager. Just as he was about to support Huai Jin, he suddenly heard a mournful scream. He was shocked and stopped in his tracks.

Everyone originally thought that the scene had ended and they were all prepared to leave, but they were once again stunned by the sudden voice.

Zhao Yang held onto her swollen forehead, and stared fiercely at Yuwen Fei who was in front of him.

Yuwen Fei yawned, and habitually waved the fan in his hand, but after shaking it a bit, he realized that something was amiss, and his hand was empty.

Turning around, he saw his own fan lying on the ground right at Zhao Yang's feet.

”Why did it fall here?” Yuwen Fei frowned. He walked over lazily and bent down to pick up his fan. As if he was a treasure, he brushed off the dust on his fan and placed it horizontally around his waist.

”Yuwen Fei!” Zhao Yang glared at the person in front of him with red eyes.

Yuwen Fei rubbed his ears that were hurting from Zhao Yang's argument, he glanced at her and did not answer. It looked like he was blaming Zhao Yang for hurting his ears.

The bump on his head had already swelled up. Zhao Yang saw that he did not have any intention to admit it, so he directly asked: ”Why did you hit me for no reason!”

”Did I hit you? How did I hit you? ” Yuwen Fei spread out his hands, looking like a victim who didn't know anything.

”However —” His tone of voice changed, and he once again stared straight at Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang was scared by his gaze. After a slight shiver, she forcefully raised her voice: ”But what?”

Yuwen Fei suddenly laughed, and said in a low voice: ”However, since you have stopped me, I have no choice but to discuss with you how to seek justice for Princess Anping!”