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Two more days passed and the weather grew even colder. Yu Chao fell ill due to the change in environment.

Ying Tong was quite pleased to know this. He asked his attendants to find out that Sang Er and Gong Chang'an were both in Wen Mingqian's room, so he rushed over excitedly.

At that time, Wen Mingqian was grinding spices. When he saw Ying Tong arrive, he quickly got up to greet him.

"Where are the other two?" Ying Tong asked, not seeing Gong Chang'an and Sang Er.

"They said they went to see the Prince of Chu's son paint horses, so they must have gone to the Imperial Horse Stables," Wen Mingqian said. "Young Master Leng, perhaps you should put on another cloak there!"

His men hurried back to retrieve his cloak, but Ying Tong couldn't wait and went straight to the Imperial Stables.

When they arrived there, they saw Ying Bai painting the Second Master Horse, while Gong Chang'an and Sang Er stood to the side watching.

Sang Er was particularly engrossed in watching, which made Ying Tong feel very uncomfortable.

No sooner had he arrived than Jolahan followed.

She ignored everyone else and asked Gong Chang'an, "Why did you come here without telling me? I've been looking for you everywhere."

Gong Chang'an was on the verge of tears: "Am I supposed to just wait to get bitten? Don't come any closer."

“I already said I wouldn’t bite you again,” Zolahan’s voice lowered unconsciously. “I just wanted to leave a mark.”

“Princess, let’s wait until he’s healed before we talk about it! People say that you can only forget the pain once the wound has healed. Right now, his wound has just scabbed over, so naturally he’s afraid of you,” Sang Er said from the side.

She certainly felt sorry for Gong Chang'an, and also thought that this princess from the northern frontier was a bit too barbaric.

However, he couldn't do anything because of his status, but he couldn't help but feel angry seeing her clinging to Gong Chang'an like a leech every day.

Since there were no adults around, he couldn't help but interrupt Bai Zhuolahan a few times.

Zhuolahan bit her lip and remained silent. She didn't actually want Gong Chang'an to be afraid of her. But she was used to being willful on the grasslands, and she believed that whatever she wanted, it had to be hers just by saying so.

Why can't Gong Chang'an? Even though I keep telling him that I will treat him well, he still avoids me.

Just like now, Gong Chang'an has once again hidden behind the Crown Prince of Zhao.

“Princess, this is the Central Plains. Han people have their own rules.” Ying Tong disliked Zhuolahan’s willful and arrogant behavior and couldn’t help but say to her, “You’re not young anymore. What kind of behavior is it to be pulling and tugging at boys like that?”

Zhuolahan was already feeling resentful, so he was naturally unhappy to hear this. He immediately retorted, "What I do is none of your business! You can't compare to others in anything, so why are you talking to me like that? It's just that my brother is sick. If he were here, I don't believe you would dare to talk to me like that! I wouldn't even look at someone like you!"

Ying Tong had competed with Yu Chao several times but never won, and he also lost to Ying Bai.

Zhuolahan, however, brought up the very thing that was most sensitive to, and Ying Tong's expression immediately changed.

Seeing that things were going badly, Gong Chang'an quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "It's all my fault, no matter how you look at it. Didn't the princess say the other day that she wanted to pick the leaves from that maple tree in the Imperial Garden? I just came from there, and the whole tree's leaves are completely red. I'll go with you to pick them now."

With that, he pulled Zhuolahan away, leaving Yingtong there to catch his breath.

Seeing this situation, Ying Bai knew it was best not to let things remain in this stalemate.

He put down his paintbrush and said, "Brother, don't you love horses the most? Why don't you try riding this horse and see if there's any difference?"

He had originally intended to smooth things over with Ying Tong, but to his surprise, his words sounded ironically to the enraged Ying Tong. She immediately turned away and said, "What are you showing off in front of me?! This horse is meant to be ridden, not painted. Even if I like horses, I won't ride yours. I can't stand your smug, self-satisfied attitude!"

Ying Bai was also angry when he heard him say that, but he still held back and said, "Brother, there must be some misunderstanding between us. Actually, I was just lucky to answer the question that day. Besides, I thought it would be really inappropriate if neither of us could answer it. No matter how much I like this horse, it can't compare to the brotherhood between us. I didn't mean anything by saying that!"

"You mean I'm petty? You think I'm judging you by my own low standards?" Ying Tong sneered. "Don't try to act innocent while you're getting the better of me. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking behind my back!"

“Tell me what I’m thinking behind your back, I know perfectly well.” Ying Bai couldn’t help but step forward and ask him, “What exactly did I do to offend you?”

Feeling agitated, Ying Tong couldn't help but push Ying Bai to the ground: "You know perfectly well who has the patience to talk to you about this!"

Sang Er rushed over to support Ying Bai and asked, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

Ying Bai knew that Ying Tong had feelings for Sang Er, and that Ying Tong's coming to help him now would only make Ying Tong angrier.

So he pushed Sang Er's hand away, but Sang Er was pushed to the ground.

Ying Bai stood up and sat back down to continue painting: "I promised Princess Zhuolahan that I would paint this for her, and I can't go back on my word."

After saying that, he picked up his paintbrush and continued painting, looking completely absorbed.

Ying Tong glared at him fiercely and stepped forward to help Sang Er up.

At this moment, Sang Er was already in tears.

"You must never associate with this heartless and unfaithful man again." Ying Tong was both angry and pained. "He's scheming and trying to climb the social ladder!"

In Ying Tong's view, Ying Bai was clearly playing both sides.

Ying Bai didn't refute it. He knew that Ying Tong's misunderstanding of him was getting deeper and deeper, and no matter how he explained, it would be useless.

He has been very unhappy in the palace these days. If only his parents had the power of the Zhao family, he wouldn't have to suffer such humiliation everywhere.

Or perhaps she shouldn't have entered the palace in the first place; she could have stayed at home and enjoyed a carefree life.

That evening, Wen Mingqian applied medicine to Gong Chang'an's wound and carefully checked it to make sure there were no signs of infection before he felt relieved.

"That Zhuolahan is really a dog," Gong Chang'an grumbled, looking at the wound on his shoulder.

“The medicine prescribed by Physician Su is very effective,” Wen Mingqian said. “I was worried that the wound would become infected.”

"The conflict between Ying Tong and Ying Bai is getting deeper and deeper. I wonder when they will really start fighting." Gong Chang'an began to think about serious matters again.

“I think that after the last banquet, the relationship between the Zhao and Chu families should have become more tense,” Wen Mingqian said. “The two families will inevitably fight over Princess Zhuolahan. Since the King of Fenye intends to choose a son-in-law from the two of them, it is impossible for him not to think about the conflict.”

"Mother, who do you think the King of the Fields will choose?" Gong Chang'an asked.

“Given the personality of the King of the Fields, he will definitely choose a son-in-law who is easy to control.” Wen Mingqian had long seen through this. “He is unwilling to be controlled by others, so he is more likely to choose Ying Tong.”

"But King Zhao and the others might not think that way. They'll surely assume the regional king will choose the more capable one," Gong Chang'an laughed. "They're all incompetent!" (End of Chapter)