I am the champion of palace intrigue, and even the proud prince bows his head in submission.

Chapter 33 Being Bullied

“You are Xie Jing’s study companion and have been by his side for so long. You must know that he can no longer study at the academy. No matter how little you show it on your face, you must be sad inside.”

Qin Jiuwei continued to gently persuade him, "Although I am his adoptive mother, I truly care for him. I really want to help him and resolve this issue."

"This problem is very difficult to solve." Qingsong cautiously looked up at Qin Jiuwei, his expression very serious.

Qin Jiuwei chuckled softly, "You are still children. What seems like an insurmountable obstacle to you may be a trivial matter to adults."

"Just tell me, things can't get any worse than they are now, can they?"

Qingsong tilted his head and thought for a moment.

That's right, what the young mistress said makes a lot of sense!

He explained the whole story, "Young Master Jing had excellent grades at the academy and was often praised by the teachers."

"Li Yuan, the son of the Marquis of Lin'an, became jealous of Young Master Jing and would often throw stones at him on his way to the door."

Qin Jiuwei frowned immediately, "They started bullying you in the academy?"

So arrogant!

Qingsong nodded slightly. "Young Master Jing is very studious. He always stays a little longer after class to ask the teacher some questions."

“Wutong Academy is very large, and there is a long way from the school to the gate. Li Yuan would take the opportunity to bully Young Master Jing.”

"Li Yuan is the eldest son of the Marquis of Lin'an, the youngest son, and is greatly favored by the Marquis of Lin'an."

Qin Jiuwei's gentle gaze instantly turned icy. "No matter how noble one's status is, one cannot bully others!"

"Has he been bullied like this at the academy without telling the young master?"

Qingsong shook his head. "Li Yuan told Young Master Jing that he is the legitimate son, while Young Master Jing is just a lowly adopted son. How can he compare? He'd better be sensible and not cause trouble for the young master."

"Young Master Jing is calm and composed, and wants to continue his studies at the academy. He doesn't want to have a conflict with Li Yuan."

Even Qin Jiuwei, who had seen the world, couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

These three children all share the same inner conflict; after all, they are children, and they are always cautious and timid because they live under someone else's roof.

I dare not speak of this matter, nor do I dare to do that matter.

Qin Jiuwei raised her eyes slightly. "And then?"

Qingsong lowered his eyes and rolled up his sleeves.

All that could be seen on his thin arms were long, horizontal, scabbed wounds.

They were densely packed together, and looked quite terrifying.

Qin Jiuwei's pupils constricted sharply, and her voice involuntarily rose a few decibels.

"How did you get this injury?"

Qingsong's voice choked with emotion, "Three months ago, Young Master Jing received praise from the teacher again, and Li Yuan blocked Young Master Jing after school."

“Before, Li Yuan would just throw pebbles at Young Master Jing, but that time, Li Yuan not only called in a lot of people, he even took out a whip from his sleeve!”

"They were about to whip Young Master Jing, so I rushed forward to protect him..."

"When Li Yuan saw that I was the one being beaten, he became even more reckless, and these injuries were inflicted during that time."

Qingsong's eyes gradually welled up with tears. "The next day, Young Master Jing stopped going to school. He said it was the best solution at the moment, and he would think of another way later."

Qin Jiuwei felt a dull ache in her heart and sighed heavily.

"You are both very good, you are both thinking of each other."

She glanced at Xiaohe, who immediately understood. She took out a heavy purse from her sleeve and handed it to Qingsong.

Qin Jiuwei said gently, "Good child, keep this money and use it to see a doctor and recover from your injuries. I will take care of Jing-ge'er's matter, and you can come and serve him then."

As Qingsong held the heavy purse, his eyes involuntarily reddened.

The young mistress is indeed a good person!

After instructing someone to properly escort Qingsong out, Qin Jiuwei picked up the now-cold tea beside her and took a small sip.

Xiaohe couldn't help but sigh, "Miss, how should we resolve this matter?"

"I've heard that the Marquis of Lin'an had a son late in life, and he dotes on this child like a precious jewel..."

Qin Jiuwei smiled at her, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"By the way, has our eldest son returned from the training ground?"

Xiaohe quickly replied, "They're back already, and they're changing clothes inside now."

She couldn't help but sigh, "Young Master Chun is so diligent and eager to learn martial arts. His leg injury hasn't even healed yet, and he's already back at the training ground."

Qin Jiuwei nodded, put down her teacup, and instructed, "Tell him to come over later."

Before long, Qin Jiuwei heard Xie Jingchun's powerful voice.

"Mother, you called me."

Xie Jingchun strode into the house, his steps steady.

He was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, his hair was tied up high, and his eyes were bright and resolute.

He was in even better shape than before, and he looked like a vigorous willow tree.

When Qin Jiuwei saw him, her gaze softened slightly.

How's your leg injury? Is it any better?

Xie Jingchun grinned and said, "Mother, don't worry, I'm much better now."

Qin Jiu nodded slightly, as if she had made up her mind. "That's good. I called you here because I need your help with something."

"Mother, please speak freely." Xie Jingchun patted his chest and said, "If I can help you, Mother, I certainly will!"

Qin Jiuwei nodded in relief, her voice gentle and soft as she asked, "Can you fight?"

Xie Jingchun: ?!

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Someone knocked on the wooden door from the outside.

Upon hearing this, Xie Jing, who was sitting at the table, glanced at Shu Rong beside him.

Shu Rong immediately went to open the door, her voice tinged with surprise, "Young Madam."

Qin Jiuwei waved her hand, "You can go out now."

After saying that, she walked towards Xie Jing, who was sitting by the desk.

Xie Jing sat upright in the chair, his small body sitting steadily.

Seeing that Qin Jiuwei had actually come, he was quite surprised.

This seems to be the first time his mother has come to his room.

Xie Jing stood up, bowed to Qin Jiuwei, and respectfully greeted her, "Mother, you've arrived."

Qin Jiu lowered her eyes to look at his handsome face and asked directly, "Xie Jing, tell me honestly, do you still want to go to the academy?"

Xie Jing was taken aback, not expecting Qin Jiuwei to ask him this question.

He smiled first, then slowly lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Qin Jiuwei looked at Xie Jing's expression and sighed inwardly.

"Today, your former study companion, Qingsong, has arrived."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jing suddenly looked up at her.