It was unimaginable that a crown prince would be so submissive to a prince.

Sang Yao held her breath, sensing that this was something she shouldn’t witness.

Lu Ting’s face was full of anger as he said, “Treat him? Why should you treat him? Who allowed you to bump into him?”

Lu Li bent even lower, apologizing repeatedly, and even tried to pull at Lu Ting’s sleeve.

Lu Ting shook his hand away, almost causing Lu Li to fall.

“Your Highness, then what should I do?”

Lu Ting looked down at Lu Li, his voice cold, “How about this? Kneel down and apologize to him.”

Sang Yao widened her eyes.

…How dare he?

That was the Crown Prince. This couldn’t be described as anything less than humiliation. He didn’t see Lu Li as a person at all.

Moreover, to make the Crown Prince kneel before a eunuch? Where was the respect for the system, the dignity of the royal family?

What surprised her even more was that after Lu Ting finished speaking, Lu Li actually knelt down with a thud, without any hesitation.

“Grand Tutor Sun! I-I didn’t mean it…”

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Sang Yao raised her hand and tightly pressed her lips, afraid to make a sound, as the incident was too horrifying.

It was at this moment that she noticed the panic on Lu Li’s face, who was kneeling, seemed to be looking at her from a distance.

When she looked again, Lu Li had already withdrawn his gaze. The glance just now seemed like an illusion, but it still made Sang Yao almost lose her soul.

Lu Ting glanced over, seeming impatient, and took a step forward, saying, “Forget it, get up. I have other matters to attend to.”

Sang Yao’s heart tightened, hurriedly turned around, and she had to find a place to hide.

She glanced around and saw the only palace not far away.

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Meanwhile, in the quiet room, Xie Yun sat on a round chair, the light from the wooden window casting shadows on the man’s exquisite face.

In a calm and gentle voice, he said, “Young Master, it seems that the play arranged by Prince Wu has ended for you.”

Inviting Xie Yun to meet was arranged by Lu Ting, but when Xie Yun arrived, Lu Ting did not come to the appointment on time.

He was “delayed” by the Crown Prince not far away.

Everything just now was heard clearly by the person in the room. The Crown Prince listened to him obediently, even kneeling before the eunuch without dignity.

Lu Ting was subtly indicating to him who the real ruler should be.

“Young Master, he’s coming over.”

“I’ll go meet him.”

Xie Yun didn’t speak, just raised his hand to indicate permission.

The man looked indifferent, his lips drooping slightly, exuding a silent coldness.

Lu Ting had been provocative in this manner not for the first time.

He thought that the throne was within his grasp, and if the Xie family did not support him, they were blind. So, he first manipulated some branches of the Xie family to show his power, then stepped on the Crown Prince, who was supported by the Xie family, and finally showed his intention to win them over.

He was telling them that the Xie family, which once shared power with the emperor, was now just a fleeting memory, and the current Xie family should serve the monarch.

The ambition was indeed ambitious.

But unfortunately, the former Crown Prince, who died unexpectedly, had the same thoughts.

Outside the window, the greenery was lush, the tree shadows swaying, and the sunlight was a bit dazzling. Xie Yun leaned back in his chair, his face showing no emotion.

It wasn’t until he saw a small white hand struggling to climb up the windowsill in front of him.

What is it?

Then, a familiar little face appeared.

If he remembered correctly, it was the little apple from across the way.

At this moment, Sang Yao was anxious and afraid again, her mind full of the terrifying scene just now. She quickly flipped into the window without much thought, immediately turned around, and deftly slammed the window shut.

The light was blocked, and the room darkened.

It was silent all around, as if it was safe.

Sang Yao was still trembling, she leaned against the window and listened to the outside movement, completely unaware that there was someone sitting behind her.

After a moment, Sang Yao stood up straight and began to think about where she was.

She took a step back, wanting to retreat two steps.

It was at this moment that a familiar male voice suddenly sounded behind her, catching her off guard,

“You”

At the same time, as she stepped back, her foot unknowingly kicked something, and she was already on edge. Hearing this sound was like startling a bird. Her legs were unstable, and she staggered backward.

Xie Yun was sitting right behind her, and it was too late for her to hide now.

Instinctively, he raised his hand to push her away.

But it was still too late.

The girl fell into his arms with an irreversible momentum, more precisely, she sat on his lap.

A fragrance filled the air.

Sang Yao looked up in panic, and their eyes met.

In fact, not only was Sang Yao sitting on his lap, but she was also sitting on the hand he had just raised.

His fingers were spread out, firmly covering her, feeling soft yet elastic. It felt like cotton, but strangely, he seemed to feel its round curves.

Impossible to fully cover with one hand.

The unfamiliar feeling made Xie Yun frown slightly, and his fingers moved uncomfortably.

Sang Yao stiffened all over.

After realizing what had happened, she quickly stood up from Xie Yun’s body, one hand covering her back, pointing at the man in front of her who looked righteous and indignant. Her face was flushed, and she said incredulously:

“You, you, you’re still pinching me!”