Consort Yuan watched, her heart aching with both distress and anger. 'How dare the mere daughter of an official beat the Crown Prince? This girl cannot be allowed to remain! She absolutely cannot!'
Aside from Xiang Minghou and his companions, everyone present was startled by the shout Ye Qianning let out as she turned her head.
'Good heavens. A newborn calf truly has no fear of the tiger. She even dared to talk back to the Emperor.'
The Beili Emperor, having witnessed Ye Qianning's ferocity before, was among the first to react. "Crown Prince, you let go first."
Sang Qi's hair was being pulled so hard it hurt. He tilted his head back, grimacing. "You fatso, you let go first..."
"I won't. You let go first." Ye Qianning's expression was utterly ferocious.
"..."
"Fath... Father Emperor... help..." Sang Rui stretched out a hand, his face flushed crimson.
"Guards! Pull them apart at once!" the Beili Emperor snapped.
