Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

"Oh, this is really exciting. This guard has extraordinary skills." Zuo Fuhong chuckled and took a sip of tea.

There didn't seem to be much joy in these words, but rather they sounded like an accusation.

Gu Qingzhi didn't want to bring trouble to Feng Zhanye, so she knelt on the ground and said, "Your Excellency, thank you for your praise. I just used some folk tricks, and it was really unfair to win."

Before Zuo Fuhong could say anything, there was a sudden commotion beside him.

Gu Qingzhi glanced and saw Zuo Chengran draw out the palace soldier's sword, wipe the blood from his nose, and stagger towards her.

"My precious sword, I spent a lot of money to get it, how dare you destroy it? I want you to be buried with it!"

Look, when he gets angry and frustrated, this second-generation rich guy is even more desperate than Zuo Chengyu.

Just as Gu Qingzhi was about to speak, an indigo figure stepped in front of her.

Feng Zhanye opened his arms to protect her behind him, then raised his head to face Zuo Chengran.

"What do you want to do?"

He was a little nervous, his chest heaving violently due to nasal congestion and difficulty breathing, but his feet refused to take a single step back.

"Get out of my way! Otherwise, do you believe I will chop you down too?"

Not only did Zuo Chengran fail to gain prominence, but he also made matters worse by being slapped in the face by a small guard. He was so furious that he became vicious in his words.

"Cheng Ran!"

Seeing that he had lost his mind and was talking without thinking, Zuo Chengyu was afraid that he might really cause trouble, so he warned him sternly.

Zuo Chengran only realized what he was doing after being called like that. His shoulders couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't hold the knife in his hand steadily, so it fell to the ground.

His face turned pale as he watched Zuo Chengyu shake his head at him, then he took a tentative look at Zuo Fuhong's subtle expression, but still suppressed his anger.

"My child is not feeling well, so I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he didn't even show basic courtesy and left with a gloomy face.

"This kid has a bad temper. Zhan Ye, please don't bother with him." Zuo Chengyu smiled, as if he was apologizing to Feng Zhan Ye.

Feng Zhanye shook his head to indicate that he didn't want to. Gu Qingzhi stood up and helped him back to his seat.

The crowd performed some small activities such as poetry competition and pitching pots. No one spoke to him again, but the looks they gave him were more inquiring.

The banquet ended only at sunset.

Gu Qingzhi followed Feng Zhanye out of Maple Garden. The young man looked much more relaxed than before, with a feeling of relief.

However, Gu Qingzhi always felt that it was a little unreal. Everyone in the Zuo family was more petty than the other. Could they really let her go so easily?

She kept her head down in thought the whole time and didn't notice that Feng Zhanye kept turning back to glance at her secretly.

Finally, when they were almost at the gate of the villa, the young man spoke awkwardly and whispered, "Thank you for what I did today."

Fortunately, Gu Qingzhi had good hearing. She followed the boy's red ears and saw him biting his lips tightly, looking awkward yet cute.

"......Um."

This was one of the rare times the child was frank, but she suddenly didn't know what to say. After holding it in for a long time, she hummed a note through her nose, only to find that a group of guards were walking towards them.

"Are you Gu Qingzhi?" The burly man in the lead walked up to the two of them and asked with a raised eyebrow.

Gu Qingzhi sensed something was wrong, but nodded anyway.

"Catch him!"

Several guards received the order to arrest her, and Feng Zhanye hurried forward to stop them.

"Wait! Who are you? What are you doing?"

"I am the commander of the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I have received a message from the Mansion Army that he damaged the Second Young Master's black iron sword without authorization, so he must be punished."

The guards were afraid of Feng Zhanye's murderous aura and dared not step forward. The commander of the guards had no choice but to explain.

“But he is my guard, and I should be the one to punish him.” Feng Zhanye refused to give in.

"Your guards? Third Prince, I'm afraid you haven't figured out the situation yet." The commander of the guards looked like he had heard some huge joke.

"Look what this is?" The commander of the guards took out the indenture with Gu Qingzhi's handprint from his arms, dusted it off and handed it to Feng Zhanye.

"It's clearly written in black and white. He is a guard of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I naturally have the right to punish him."

Gu Qingzhi knew that the only two people who could send out the guards were Zuo Fuhong and Zuo Chengyu. If they wanted to punish her, she would definitely not be able to escape.

But think about it, even if she is punished, she will not lose anything, after all, they can only make her suffer some physical pain.

A lack of patience would ruin a great plan, so the most important thing was to hide one's incompetence in front of the father and son and save himself and Feng Zhanye the trouble of being remembered.

If he could remember her a little more, his support would be more solid in the future.

She stopped Feng Zhanye who was about to explain himself, and said, "Your Highness, please go back early," and took the initiative to walk in front of the commander of the guards.

"what do you mean?"

Feng Zhanye looked at her in confusion, not understanding why she did this.

Gu Qingzhi ignored him and said to the guard leader, "I accept the punishment."

The commander of the guards was quite satisfied with her sensible behavior, and he called on the team of guards behind him to take out hemp ropes to tie her hands.

Seeing her being forced to kneel on the ground with her shoulders pressed down, the leader of the guards beside her pulled out the whip from his waist and pretended to swing it away.

"What on earth are you doing? Why are you doing this?"

Feng Zhanye anxiously wanted to move forward, but was stopped by several guards with knives.

The blade was almost piercing his chest, but he refused to retreat an inch.

Why is this child so stubborn? Gu Qingzhi felt a headache.

At this time, the door leading to the courtyard opened a crack, and a head popped out from behind the door stealthily, looking around.

Gu Qingzhi recognized the man as Wu Fang from a distance. She had never been more grateful for his appearance than now.

"Guard Wu!" she called out. Wu Fang was originally sent by Nanny Liu to see why Feng Zhanye had not returned yet. When he heard her voice, he looked at her and saw that her hands were tied, so he hurriedly came out from behind the door.

"Brother Gu! What are you...what are you doing?" Seeing the team of guards behind her staring at her hungrily, Wu Fang's eyes turned and he immediately understood what was happening.

"Your Highness is tired, you can take him back." Gu Qingzhi winked at him.

"it is good!"

Wu Fang didn't hesitate at all. He picked up Feng Zhanye and carried him on his shoulders. He ignored his struggling and ran back to the villa quickly.

The setting sun was hanging low in the sky. Gu Qingzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked coldly at the whip in the guard commander's hand.

She was just glad that she wore the right clothes. The black clothes did not make her look bloody, but it was good for hiding her disheveled appearance.

The sound of the whip was so loud that it echoed throughout the prime minister's residence. Zuo Chengyu stood in a mountain pavilion admiring the red maples flying all over the sky, with a happy and comfortable smile on his face.

The sound continued until the sun completely set. Wu Fang, who was standing at the door of the back hall of the villa, shrank his neck as he listened.

Nanny Liu heard about the situation from Wu Fang, and worked with him to lock the struggling Feng Zhanye in the back room. Listening to the crack of the whip, she walked into the kitchen in silence and cooked some light porridge.

Feng Zhanye sat in the room in annoyance. The sound of the whip seemed to hit his ears and face, making him more and more confused about what these people did and feel more and more guilty.

If he had known this would be the result, he would have used his status as Prince Duan to pressure Zuo Chengran and force him to give up the competition. This would be better than letting the people who helped him be punished and beaten for no reason like now.

After all, it was his own fault that he was too weak and unable to protect the people around him.

It was already late at night when Gu Qingzhi returned to the villa. The commander of the guards not only whipped her, but also punished her to kneel until midnight.

At this moment, she only felt a sticky and hot sensation on her back, and she must have been in a state of skin and flesh being torn apart.

She looked at the moon climbing on the eaves, hesitating whether to go home to find Gu Fengping. Applying medicine on her back herself was also a torture.

Forget it. He would probably have gone to bed by this time. He still had to go up the mountain to collect herbs early every morning. He had better rely on himself.

"See, this is the consequence of trying to stand out." Gu Qingzhi sighed towards the moonlight.