Chapter 13: Prince, do you have a problem with your brain?

At first, Meikai Shao didn't understand why Meitai Yan was acting so coy, until a clear voice reached her ears, and she finally understood and smiled.

The self-proclaimed prince immediately captured the attention of all the young ladies, and everyone turned to look behind them.

Standing in the golden sunlight was a young man dressed in red, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome and charming, exuding a mix of carefreeness and intelligence, giving off an air of a world-conquering demon.

Behind him were several people, one of whom was none other than Murong Ye, who had dismissed Meikai Shao.

He was draped in white fox fur, wearing a bright yellow satin shirt, with deep black eyes and striking beauty. Every move he made exuded the unique arrogance of royalty, making it impossible for people to look away.

The young ladies were already blushing, looking up and down, wanting to look but not daring to, their hearts fluttering with Murong Ye's appearance.

No wonder she once thought he was the most handsome god in the world.

She foolishly thought that her prince brother would protect her.

After all, in her childhood memories, he had even caught fireflies for her.

But later, this man watched her being beaten to death without lifting a finger.

Meikai Shao narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt as if her blood had congealed.

Meitai Yan pretended to be surprised, curtsied, and said softly, "Meitai Yan has met the two princes."

At these words, the young ladies came to their senses and also curtsied, their faces red and embarrassed.

Murong Changhai quickly ran over, his voice still carrying the displeasure typical of a young man. "Meitai Yan, how many times has this prince told you, we are brother and sister, no need to be so formal." Then he looked at the other young ladies. "And you, with the king and queen not present, don't be so restrained."

Meitai Yan smiled, "Courtesy cannot be neglected."

"Hmph, people are really incomparable," Murong Changhai was laughing one moment and then his face changed, his eyes disdainfully sweeping over Meikai Shao. "Meitai Yan is so likable, while someone here is simply shameless!"

Meitai Yan's heart was already blooming with joy, but she pretended to be reluctant, reaching out to tug at Murong Changhai's sleeve. "Seventh Prince, please don't say any more, Second Sister will be upset."

"This prince wants to see how she can be upset!" Murong Changhai turned his head, glaring at Meikai Shao with disdain. "Woman, listen to this prince, if you dare to bully Meitai Yan again, be careful of your wretched life!"

Meikai Shao kept her head down and didn't speak until she heard the words "wretched life," then a glint flashed in her eyes.

She smiled, then stood up, brushed off the nonexistent dust on her body, and looked calmly at Murong Changhai. "Since just now, the prince has been talking about how I bullied Meitai Yan. Well... there's a question I'd like to ask the prince."

With that, Meikai Shao walked towards Murong Changhai, her thin lips slightly raised. "If I remember correctly, Meitai Yan's martial arts level has reached the third stage, while mine is zero. So, compared to Meitai Yan, I'm simply a frog at the bottom of a well, right?"

"You have some self-awareness, compared to Meitai Yan, you're just a toad living in a stinking ditch!" Murong Changhai was furious, as if he was disgusted by her even coming close.

Meikai Shao nodded in acknowledgment. "I see. Then I have another question..." Suddenly, she changed her tone, no longer referring to herself as a commoner, her eyes sharp as a sword. "As a zero-level martial artist, how could I possibly bully a third-level expert?"

"This..." Murong Changhai blushed, about to defend himself.

Meikai Shao cut him off with a resounding voice. "Seventh Prince, you may be young and lack the ability to discern right from wrong, but as a high-ranking prince, shouldn't you seek fairness and impartiality?"

"This prince..." Murong Changhai stretched his neck, wanting to speak.

Meikai Shao didn't give him the chance. "If even the royal family lacks the word 'justice' in their hearts, then are we commoners destined to be wrongly accused and put to death?"

"You!" Murong Changhai's finger trembled, his chest heaving as if he was deeply angered.

Meikai Shao smiled, her white teeth dazzling. "Sorry, I've said too much. Seventh Prince, do you have anything to say? Of course, if the Seventh Prince just wants to ignore right and wrong and punish me, then I have nothing more to say."

Murong Changhai hesitated, his face turning red, but at this point, Meikai Shao had said everything, and how could he have her arrested and tortured now?

[End of this chapter]