Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 212: Without Rules, Nothing Can Be Accomplished

The siblings knew something big was amiss.

Ye Qingqing was so scared that tears welled up, fearful of family discipline: "Father, I didn’t know he was the Eldest Prince, it wasn’t intentional to insult him."

"Father, I didn’t even touch him, besides, his face has scars, and I’m not even allowed to mention it?"

Little Fatty made his final attempt at defiance, as his mother usually spoiled him, shielding him from any wrongdoing, he expected this time to be no different.

Surely a spoiled brat.

Ye Feng walked in holding a slender stick, sternly said, "You two, kneel down."

No one moved.

This was undoubtedly a slap in the face for him, a Third Grade Hanlin Imperial Tutor who couldn’t even discipline his children at home, losing authority, especially in front of the Eldest Prince, this...

"Are you deaf? I said kneel down."

The voice became much louder, with a sharp tone, demonstrating the authority of the head of the household.

Ye Qingqing looked ashen, usually lawless, but now facing the Eldest Prince, royal dignity could not be challenged. She understood the saying "Li Lou’s insight, workmanship of Gongshu Zi, without rules, cannot form squares and circles."

She took the lead in kneeling, ready to accept scolding and beating.

Little Fatty stood firm, defying, "You actually want to beat me, mother, look, father wants to beat me, you must stand up for me, Prince or not, I’m not afraid of him, that ugly freak."

After speaking, he walked towards his mother, complaining.

"Mother, look at father, you must stand up for me."

Old Mrs. Ye sat in the main seat, her face even darker, her palm tightening slightly.

The second daughter-in-law’s fiery temper was not new, behind closed doors, the couple could act as they wished, but in the hall with so many people, being spoken of like this, raising children like this, where would Old Mrs. Ye’s face go?

It was Xiao Li Qian’s first visit to Ye Mansion, only to encounter unreliable relatives from Ah Zhi’s family, and he couldn’t help but angrily say: "In front of this Prince, your son calls me ugly freak left and right, in this Ye Mansion, this Prince really cannot stay, I will surely report truthfully to my mother consort, report to father emperor, Thirteenth sister, we shall return to the palace."

Thirteenth sister, could it be the Thirteenth Princess?

Ye Feng’s family and Old Mrs. Ye looked at the Little Princess, with ethereal beauty, untouched by dust.

Thinking there was only a Prince here, another Princess appeared.

"With both Prince and Princess visiting, Ye Yuan, why didn’t you inform the old me?"

Ye Yuan, embarrassed, explained to his mother: "Mother, the Little Princess is Ah Zhi’s classmate, the two are on good terms, she has visited before, this time for the birthday banquet, intended to introduce her formally tonight, who knew this would happen."

Xiao Li Qian ignored them, walked directly towards Qinglian, took her hand, intending to leave.

This departure, how outrageous!

Old Mrs. Ye scrambled up from her chair, hurriedly ran to stop them: "Prince, Princess, please stay, my Ye Family must give you an explanation today."

Old Mrs. Ye went to stop them, naturally, Ye Yuan and Ye Feng with their wives followed, everyone rushing forward, a scene of chaos.

"Prince, Princess, please stay, Ye Feng, what are you waiting for, act now!"

Old Mrs. Ye reproached her second son, since the error was due to his lack of strict teaching, it was naturally his responsibility to handle.

A purple and white small figure stopped at the door, they turned back to see what would happen next.

Ye Feng holding the thin stick, went forward and struck his chubby eldest son, landing solidly on his back.

The beaten Little Fatty cried out miserably, dodging and shouting: "Mother, help me, father is mad, actually dares to hit me."