The man looked at her hand tightly clutching the corner of her clothes and sneered, "What? You want to slap this prince again? This time, you'd better use a bit more force, don't leave without a mark like last time."
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The crown prince came out of the Imperial Study Room, his face pale as if he were sick. He wasn't watching where he was going and almost bumped into someone passing by.
He was about to explode in anger but then realized that the person was Prince Ning.
He couldn't identify his feelings, but he muttered a greeting dully, "Big brother."
Prince Ning smiled and said, "What's the matter? You look unhappy. Did our father scold you, or did he scold Xiaoqi?"
The crown prince spoke with a hint of resentment, "Father said I haven't disciplined Xiaoqi properly! How is that my fault? Who knew that Little Fat would have the guts to run wild around the palace?"