C400 unfit

It had already been five days since Gongsun Heng's banquet, and the injuries on his arm had already completely healed. After being cooped up in bed for five days, Xie Qingrong could finally stretch his muscles and bones.

Xuanyuan Chen, Xie Qingrong and the other two decided to roam around the Chu Country City for a day and then return immediately.

After the three of them finished their lunch at the restaurant they frequent, they started to stroll around the streets. Xie Qingrong planned to buy some souvenirs to bring back to the Emperor Xuanyuan and Queen Zhangsun.

After all, the two of them treated her like their own daughter. How could she not be grateful?

After picking out the items that looked good, he paid the bill and found that there was someone clamoring nearby.

Xie Qingrong frowned, thinking that something had happened. Just as sshe wanted to let the matter go, he heard a cry from the crowd.

It was the sound of a girl crying, and the sound of her crying was extremely miserable, as though she wanted to let go of all the grievances and discomfort in her heart one by one.

Finally, she could not resist holding Xuanyuan Chen's hand and walked towards the crowd. Just as she was about to make a move, she saw that Qi Yun had already taken the initiative to do so.

The thugs who relied on their numbers to beat Qi Yun also covered their butts, and cried out in pain on the ground.

The tyrant whose butt was hurting to the point of about to cry touched his forehead that had been slapped red by the fan, furrowed his eyebrows, and sinisterly warned Qi Yun: "Do you know who this young master's father is?"

Qi Yun looked at the scumbag as if he was looking at a lunatic, yet still maintained the smile of an elegant gongzi on his face, and said very politely: "This one doesn't know, I hope that gongzi can let me know."

The bully rolled his eyes, his gaze turned from the lady just now to Qi Yun, and realised that this man was actually so handsome, if he was brought back for a few days to play.

The hidden thoughts in his eyes were completely exposed in front of Qi Yun. Qi Yun's eyes dimmed, his mouth raised, but in his heart, he was already enraged.

That damn bully actually dared to have such evil thoughts about him. Originally, he wanted to let him go, but now, he was going to teach him a lesson. A bully who bullied the common people, a bully who was like a fish, was a piece of scum.

When Xie Qingrong saw the bully's expression, she knew that this bully was finished. To whom did such evil eyes reveal such a look? If she had to look at Qi Yun, then she must be tired of living.

He actually coveted for someone that he shouldn't covet, but he deserved it. After getting taught a lesson by Qi Yun, he wondered if he would have a good memory.

Qi Yun taught the evil being a lesson, and the thugs who were running away already called the father of the evil being over. When the lord entered the crowd, the crowd immediately felt a sense of pity for Qi Yun.

Although this Young Master had raised this evil being to great satisfaction, in front of absolute power, no one dared to stand out and speak up for Qi Yun.

On the other hand, when Qi Yun saw the tyrant's father still standing with his hands behind his back, he was not the least bit worried about this tyrant's father's illustrious position.

Xie Qingrong and Xuanyuan Chen were hiding within the crowd. Seeing this farce, Xie Qingrong had already recognized the identity of the Lord in front of him.

He had a pretty good impression of this official, but unfortunately, he gave birth to such a scum of a son.

When the lord saw his son beaten up into the shape of a pig's head, he was furious. However, he knew that his son would only attack his son if he first went to provoke him.

However, this was still his son after all. He was too old to beat his son up or scold him. Even if his son was stripped of his official position, he would still extort an explanation from him.

When the bully saw that his father had arrived, he immediately straightened his back and confidently complained to his father, "Father, this is the man! "He injured me, and he also injured my subordinates."

The court official felt rather helpless, but still went forward to demand an explanation. "This young master, I don't know why you hurt my son so badly, but you have almost caused me to not recognize you."

Qi Yun gave a faint smile as he glanced at the official, waved his fan and mocked: "This good son of yours, actually dared to snatch a commoner girl on the streets. This humble one can't stand it, so I made the first move to teach him a lesson. This lowly one does not know that the identity of this tyrant's father is actually so prominent. However, even if this humble one knows about it, this humble one will still beat him up. "

The official's identity was that of the Beijing Zhaoyin's capital, his identity was illustrious, but in front of Qi Yun, he was still not enough.

Beijing Zhaoyin wiped the sweat off her forehead. The white-clothed gongzi in front of him had a graceful bearing and was no longer the son of an ordinary family, he might be the son of some noble family.

Glaring at his son, he was about to open his mouth to speak when he saw two familiar figures walking towards him.

They were actually Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong.

Just as Beijing Zhaoyin was about to bow, she was stopped by Xie Qingrong. Xie Qingrong muttered behind Beijing Zhaoyin's ear, and Beijing Zhaoyin's eyes immediately widened, filled with shock and fear.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva and said apologetically, "This official has eyes but is unable to recognize Mount Tai. This official does not know your identity. If you have any problems, please forgive me."

Qi Yun waved his hands, and finally looked at Beijing Zhaoyin, and said indifferently: "Master is a good official, but you must not spoil me too much, otherwise, if you are to regret it, you will regret it too."

"This official will follow your teachings." After Beijing Zhaoyin apologized, she carried her son's ear all the way back to the mansion.

That bully was also quite baffled. His father had clearly come to back him up, yet in the end, his father had apologized to the other party and even dragged him back home.

Qi Yun waved his fan, the coldness in his eyes still remained. He said self-deprecatingly: "I always wanted to get rid of this identity, and get rid of this responsibility from my body. I never thought that the final identity would actually give me so much convenience."

Xuanyuan Chen patted Qi Yun's shoulder to comfort him.

Xie Qingrong smiled and comforted him, "Although Young Master Qi does not like this identity, I still need it. If Young Master Qi does not have this identity, how can he help Jun Changyou? How can I protect Jun Changyou? "

Hearing Xie Qingrong's words, the shock and astonishment in Qi Yun's heart practically spilled out, as she blurted out: "How do you know?"

How do you know that his feelings for Jun Changyou aren't those of an ordinary monarch?

He actually had a shameful relationship with Jun Changyou, he was exactly eight years older than Jun Changyou.

When Jun Changyou was twenty years old, he was still in his prime, but he had already been thirty years old, so he wasn't worthy of such a good woman.