Chapter 41 This is Bloodline Suppression

Guo Baokun was really scared at this moment.

He didn't expect that the second prince Li Chengze would be so unsportsmanlike.

He starts fighting as soon as he says he will, without giving others a chance to react.

No wonder these fifth-grade masters were defeated in such a short time just now.

Guo Baokun endured the pain in his body and pointed at Li Chengze tremblingly: "Second Prince, you...you..."

"This matter is not over yet!"

"In the future, I will definitely...report this to His Majesty and let him make the decision for me!"

Originally, he didn't want to make a big deal out of this matter.

But now it's completely different.

After all, the people he had just found just met Li Chengze and then were beaten.

In this case, it wouldn't be them looking for trouble, but Li Chengze was the one who started it.

Therefore, Guo Baokun thought of reporting this matter to His Majesty.

How can it be that the current Second Prince just starts beating people without asking any questions?

Moreover, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince puts some effort into it, he will definitely be able to convict him!
Perhaps, the Second Prince will be severely punished by His Majesty because of this matter.

By that time, he will be a hero in front of the prince!

Thinking of this, Guo Baokun felt that the pain in his body was not so severe anymore.

Li Chengze didn't take it seriously, shook off the blood on his hands and said, "Whatever."

"If you want to go, you can go now. If you go later, your injury will take time to heal."

"You..." Guo Baokun growled through gritted teeth. Just as he was about to say something else, he saw Li Chengze in front of him and swallowed the rest of his words.

Li Chengze smiled disdainfully and didn't plan to stay here any longer, so he walked straight towards the door.

The waiter who was in charge of reception didn't dare to say anything more after seeing Li Chengze leave.

After all, the scene just now scared him silly.

Over the years, there have been very few people who can speak as domineeringly as the Second Prince.

After Li Chengze left, Guo Baokun also stood up from the ground, hurriedly lowered his head, and returned to the private room.

Soon, several bearded men came in one after another.

"Mr. Guo, we...we have embarrassed you."

After hearing this, Guo Baokun waved his hands and said, "It's not your fault. I didn't expect that the second prince would know martial arts."

"And it's particularly strong...hiss..."

Guo Baokun felt that when he spoke now, not only his head and mouth hurt, but other parts of his body also began to hurt.

It seems that I have to go get some medicine and see a doctor right away.

Thinking of this, Guo Baokun threw the silver bills he had just collected onto the table again.

"Just take this money and go back to find a place to rest."

"I will introduce you to the prince after I meet him in a few days."

The bearded man immediately cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Master Guo."

Guo Baokun waved to everyone, said nothing more, and left the private room directly.

the other side.

After Li Chengze left the restaurant, he did not go anywhere else, but returned to the palace.

After what happened just now, he no longer had any other interests, so he hurried back home and continued to practice.

……

at the same time.

Fan Mansion, backyard.

Fan Ruoruo was squatting by the well, washing clothes gently.

And next to Fan Ruoruo, there was a young man kneeling in gorgeous clothes. It was Versace.

"Sister, are you ready?"

"Half an hour has passed."

Versace curled his lips and muttered softly.

Fan Ruoruo acted as if she didn't hear anything and continued washing the clothes in her hands.

Versace felt a little unwilling when he saw that his sister ignored him, but he had no choice but to endure it.

After all, in this family, apart from his father, the person he feared most was his sister.

If he made her unhappy, his future would be miserable. Therefore, when his sister didn't let him get up, he could only kneel here, and no one could stop him.

And just like that, another quarter of an hour passed.

After washing the clothes, Fan Ruoruo hung them on the bamboo pole next to her so that the wind could dry them.

After everything was done, Fan Ruoruo turned around and looked at Versace who was kneeling on the ground.

She snorted lightly, walked slowly to Versace, and said, "How about it, do you know you are wrong?"

Versace came back to his senses, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Sister, I know I was wrong!"

"Really, I really know I was wrong!"

Fan Ruoruo asked: "Then tell me, what's wrong?"

Versace replied: "I shouldn't have been so careless and soiled the Second Prince's clothes, and then asked my sister to help wash them."

Fan Ruoruo nodded and said, "Well, not bad, what else?"

Versace said: "I shouldn't tell the truth."

"What?" Fan Ruoruo frowned and asked, "What do you mean we shouldn't tell the truth?"

Versace nodded and said, "Yes, I shouldn't tell the truth."

"Then Fan Xian is an illegitimate child. There is no doubt about that."

"Besides, illegitimate children are just mixed..."

"Versace!" Fan Ruoruo shouted, interrupting the rest of Versace's words.

She picked up a ruler from the side and looked at Versace angrily: "Put your hand out!"

When Versace saw this, he immediately shrank his neck and shook his head, saying, "Sister, I was wrong."

"Then Fan Xian is not a bastard, he is our biological brother!"

"Really, brother!"

Fan Ruoruo didn't buy it at all. She raised the ruler and shouted coldly, "Put your hands out!"

After seeing this, Versace knew he couldn't escape the beating, so he had to stretch out his hand obediently.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Fan Ruoruo didn't hesitate at all. She swung the ruler in her hand and hit Versace's palm hard. He grimaced in pain and was about to cry.

"Shut up!"

"Hold back your tears!"

Versace, who was about to cry out loud, immediately covered his mouth and held back his tears after hearing what Fan Ruoruo said.

There is no way, this is blood suppression.

He may not be afraid of his parents, but he must be afraid of his sister!
Afterwards, Fan Ruoruo took back the ruler, glanced at Versace, and said, "Keep kneeling for another half an hour."

"If you dare to cheat, I won't just slap you on the palm of your hand."

Versace nodded heavily: "I know...I know."

Fan Ruoruo snorted again and turned away.

Soon, Fan Ruoruo walked for a while in the yard and stopped at the door of the study.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, whispering:

"Father."

Soon, the voice of a middle-aged man was heard in the room.

"Is it Ruoruo?"

Fan Ruoruo nodded and said, "Yes, father. My daughter has something to talk to you about."

"Okay, come in."

After hearing the reply, Fan Ruoruo gently pushed open the door and walked in.

In the center of the room, there is a round table with more than a dozen books piled on it.

Behind the round table is a large hollow screen, and behind it are two rows of huge bookshelves, which are filled with books.

Next to the bookshelf stood a middle-aged man with a solemn face and regular features. He had a four-inch beautiful beard on his chin. It was obvious that he had a serious temperament, but not serious enough.

This person is none other than Fan Ruoruo's father, the current Minister of the Ministry of Revenue and Earl of Si Nan, Fan Jian.

Fan Jian was reading a book in his hand. When he saw Fan Ruoruo approaching, he said:

"Sit down first."

"What is it that you want to talk to your father about?"

(End of this chapter)