Punch after punch, Murong Sichen's fist hit Murong Yuzhuo's face and body hard, the anger in his heart drove him to stop the movements of his hand for a long time, and Murong Yuzhuo obviously became a punching bag.

It is said that Murong Sichen, as a person who practices martial arts, naturally has no small strength in his hands, and the beaten person must be in unbearable pain, and it is inevitable that there will be resistance, but Murong Yuzhuo, who was beaten, did not have any reaction except for being beaten.

Feeling that he couldn't get a response, Murong Sichen also felt bored, so he gradually stopped and turned around to take care of Chai Qingyue, who was panicked at this time.

"If there is a little more transgression, this palace will no longer care about any brotherhood, and you will definitely pay the price of blood." Murong Sichen saw Chai Qingyue, who was looking at her disheveled clothes and still trembling, and warned Murong Yuzhuo viciously.

"Humph!" Murong Yuzhuo wiped away the blood that flowed from the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Maniac." Murong Sichen really began to wonder if his own brother had a problem with his brain, or if he was too big and arrogant to make such a perverted move.

didn't care what he had in mind, at this time, Murong Sichen's mind was only on Chai Qingyue's body, seeing her appearance, he felt a little distressed inexplicably, and he also hated that he couldn't come over in time and let her suffer such a thing.

Murong Sichen hugged Chai Qingyue, put his coat on her body, picked her up, and walked towards the door. On the way, he still whispered in Chai Qingyue's ear and comforted: "Qingyue, I'm here, it's okay now, don't worry!"

"Sichen, it's you, it's really you!" Chai Qingyue, who was overly frightened, looked at Murong Sichen excitedly as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and looked at him with affectionate eyes.

"Well, we'll be home soon, you can rest in peace." Murong Sichen didn't see that along the way, so many people were looking at him with their mouths wide open, and he was only thinking about the concubine in his arms.

Murong Yuzhuo, who was beaten and suffered, got up from the ground, and rushed to the palace without even cleaning up. He shamelessly wanted to meet Murong Yuan.

In the imperial study, Murong Yuan was seriously dealing with military affairs, there was no one around him except the palace maid who served tea, and even the personal eunuch who usually followed Murong Yuan was sent to the door by him, he wanted to be quiet.

Maybe it's because the things he's dealing with now are so important that he can't get the slightest bit of useful information from people with a heart, so even the people he trusts are spending.

Outside the door, Murong Yuan faintly heard the sound of someone talking, what Murong Yuan was most afraid of when dealing with official business was that someone would disturb him, and now this person undoubtedly angered him.

"Who's out there?" He yelled.

After a while, a eunuch came in, and as soon as he entered the imperial study, the eunuch was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, as if he had done something wrong.

"Emperor Qiqi, the person outside is the third prince, and he asked to see you." The old eunuch said tremblingly.

"No matter who it is, I don't see it, and besides, I remember that I haven't lifted his foot ban yet, it's really presumptuous, let him go back!" Murong Yuan immediately became even more angry, as an emperor, he spoke with all his words, and everyone was full of awe of him, but his own son dared to openly violate his holy decree, Murong Yuan was very disappointed in him.

"Slaves obey!" The old eunuch hadn't seen Murong Yuan so angry for a long time, so he hurriedly and obediently withdrew to pass the word. wants Murong Yuzhuo to give up seeing the emperor.

"Third prince, you better come back later, the emperor is very annoyed now."

"Father-in-law Xie helped spread the word, but I have a reason why I have to see my father, since my father is not happy now, then I will wait a little longer, and when my father's anger is gone, it is not too late to see you again." Murong Yuzhuo was very persistent, and he swore not to give up if he didn't see the emperor.

He waited outside the imperial study, without making a sound, as if he had already left, and his colleagues also made Murong Yuan, who was reviewing the recitals in the imperial study, feel better slowly.

After a long time, Murong Yuan finally finished dealing with things, and he was ready to set up the imperial garden and relax his mood, but as soon as he went out, he saw Murong Yuzhuo standing behind the pillar.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Murong Yuan asked, seeing Murong Yuzhuo, his heart was still not very comfortable.

"See Father!" Hearing movement behind him, Murong Yuzhuo hurriedly turned around, and when he saw that the person who spoke was Murong Yuan, Murong Yuzhuo immediately knelt down and performed the etiquette when the monarch and the minister met.

"What's going on, how did the wound on the face come about." As soon as he saw the bright red blood stains on his son's flawless face, Murong Yuan immediately felt distressed, even he was reluctant to punish his son easily, who was so bold as to dare to beat the current third prince.

"Father wants to be the master of his son!" Seeing that Murong Yuan's face was moved, Murong Yuzhuo immediately pretended to be pitiful, he knelt on the ground, crying without raising his head, without a bit of manhood.

In the eyes of outsiders, he will definitely think that this third prince is completely a child's nature, and he cried, but in the eyes of the emperor, it is completely different, he thinks that the child who has always been so strong suddenly lost his temper today, must have suffered a great grievance.

"Alright, don't cry here, like what's going on, come in and say." Although he is still a father in his heart, in front of outsiders, he must show an attitude of treating everyone equally, so he said with hatred.

"Thank you, Father." Murong Yuzhuo saw that his treacherous plan was about to succeed, so he wiped away his tears and followed Murong Yuan back to the imperial study.

"Tell me, who was hurt?" Murong Yuan couldn't wait to look at Murong Yuzhuo's face.

"Qi Qi's father was injured by the crown prince. To tell you the truth, the crown princess came to my house, and the retainers didn't know what she was going to do, so they asked the guards to let her in. Erchen remembered your order, so he never went out, and Erchen and the crown princess discussed in the study. ”

"However, when we were halfway through, the crown princess's behavior suddenly changed, and the princess panicked, after all, it hurt etiquette, but the princess became more and more excessive, she began to undress, and just when the princess wanted to stop her, the prince rushed in, and without saying anything, he punched and kicked the son and left."

Murong Yuzhuo seemed to have suffered a lot of grievances, and he couldn't stop talking in front of Murong Yuan.

"How can this be reasonable, come and pass on the princess." After listening to this, Murong Yuan found that it was such a nonsensical thing, and he let his son suffer such a big loss, he felt that all this was caused by women, and Chai Qingyue was the culprit.