The lady hurriedly raised her hand to pat the young master Si in her arms, and her pretty eyes stained with anger were tightly locked on Si Cheng.

He roared without any politeness.

Si Cheng looked at the situation in front of him and couldn't help but hold his forehead a little. His body was covered in blood, and the lady didn't see it at all.

There was only the young master Si who looked a little messy in his eyes. A feeling of extreme unfairness quickly swept across his body.

Even his eyes were mixed with unbelievable meaning.

He looked very firm, but he looked a little shaken at this moment.

"The young master provoked Master Qing'er first and was retaliated by Prince Yan."

If he didn't tell the matter at this critical moment, he would probably be the one who took the blame next.

Having said this, before I could see the expression of the little master Si over there, Si Cheng ignored it and told the truth.

"Little Master Qing'er?" Hearing this name, the lady couldn't help but pause, "Why did you provoke her? No matter what, this Little Master Qing'er is the daughter of Concubine Yao, and he is now favored by the king."

Hearing Si Cheng's words, the lady couldn't help but pause, and she couldn't bear to blame the young master Si in front of her.

"I didn't expect that it was Master Qing'er. How could a place like Xuancang Pavilion allow Master Qing'er to go in? It's probably Prince Yan. I misunderstood because he brought Master Qing'er in."

Young Master Si never expected that Si Cheng would tell his own affairs.

It seemed as if I hadn't seen the sign I had just said, and listening to my mother scolding me, her face looked extremely ugly.

After constructing it in my mind for a long time, Young Master Si finally blamed Prince Yan for everything.

"Yes, that guy must be dissatisfied. I treated him like that three years ago, so this time I found an opportunity to deal with me. Mom, you can't collude with him. Your son has been bullied so badly."

Young Master Si leaned into the lady with his terrible face. His pitiful look was imprinted in her eyes. She, who was determined to blame, instantly softened.

"This Prince Yan didn't know how to restrain himself three years ago. Unexpectedly, he still didn't make any progress when he came back this time. He dared to beat my son so blatantly."

The angry lady was full of thoughts about the news that Jing Yan deliberately asked his son.

While listening to this, Si Cheng stood there with a little convulsing corner of his mouth, looking at the mother and son in front of him coldly.

He was really shameless to see, and he didn't say many details about the matter, but this little young master Si was able to say the black ones to white ones, which was also amazing.

"Don't worry, son, you will definitely ask your father to seek justice for you. Let's go and sue the emperor now. I want to see when this Temple King can protect his son."

The lady kept shouting, and immediately took the young master Si in her hand and ran towards a certain direction in the Si mansion.

There is the study where the head of the Sifu family, Director Yong, works, and is one of the three major families in the royal capital.

The Si family's position is important in the entire capital, and is well-known in the entire government and the country, and its strength is far above the banker.

Si Cheng looked at the two figures that disappeared in front of him, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he left in the opposite direction regardless of it.

The royal capital, the study room of the Sifu Mansion.

"Long-lasting, long-lasting..."

After all, I have been in the pile of women for so long, and the tears come to my mind as soon as I hear them, and I am about to arrive at the study room.

The lady held the young master Si in her hand and began to shed tears, shouting loudly, extremely sad.

It was as if they had suffered some particularly great grievances suddenly. The guards not far from them looked at the scene in front of them and looked away.

The head lady of the family made such a move every few days, not much, only more.

They were used to being so tired of socializing, but they took a few more glances at the young master Si who followed him.

After joining Si Mansion for so long, I have never seen the little young master Si look like his nose and face are now. I have lived for so long that I can see anything.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing the loud sobs of crying outside, the director Yong, who was originally dealing with things in the study, no longer cared about what his subordinates had to do, and hurriedly ran out.

He happened to meet the wife in front of him. After the confusion-looking Director Yong helped the wife in front of him, he looked at the young master Si next to him.

The bruised and swollen face suddenly reflected in his eyes, and his eyebrows twisted in an instant.

"What are you doing? How do you make yourself look like a ghost?"

The soft scolding was mixed with some concern. Seeing this, Director Yong already understood why his wife sobbed just now?

"..." Facing his father's majestic appearance, the young master Si who was arrogant just now was like a dull man, and could not say a word.

The wife of the head of the family standing next to him was worried about Mr. Si.

Regardless of his own cuff, he took out a handkerchief, wiped his tears, and looked at the person in front of him with great grievance.

"This is not the Prince Yan, he made our son like this. You say that three years ago we just followed the orders above. Prince Yan just came back and beat our son like this. I can't swallow this tone."

The lady sobbed while saying, and the powder applied on her face was dizzy due to tears.

The whole person looked extremely terrifying. Even so, Director Yong did not feel disgusted at all.

Take the handkerchief from the lady, raise your hand and gently wipe it on her face.

"What the hell is going on? Prince Yan just returned to the capital?"

Although all my attention was attracted by the wife in front of me, Director Yong's mind was still there.

No matter what, Prince Yan just came back, there was no reason to rush to make enemies for himself.

There must be something strange here, and the very determined gaze shot towards Mr. Si.

Young Master Si, who was seen by his father's eyes, couldn't help but tremble.

He was very guilty and had no eyes to look at his father's eyes, so he could only stand there with a grievance.

The head of the family seemed to have noticed Si Cheng's embarrassment and directly stepped between Si Cheng and Director Yong.

"Don't you, don't believe me? Prince Yan, he hit your son. You see, your son is now bruised and swollen, and I feel distressed when I see it."
Chapter completed!