"Let you lie around like a useless snake, let you learn to be a fairy!" Cheng Cheng grabbed a Foxtail Duster and whipped Ye Ling's backside, leaving it blossoming with welts as she lay on the ground.
Ye Ling wailed miserably under the lashes. The sight was too dreadful to bear.
Qin Yi hurried forward to shield her. "She's still young... forget it, forget it."
"Still young?" Cheng Cheng was so furious she nearly jumped up. "She's been Young Master for nearly twenty years already! A Crown Prince in a human dynasty for that long would practically be plotting rebellion by now! Still young!"
Qin Yi stroked his chin. "I also know of a tragic Prince who'd been heir apparent for over sixty years."
"Was the point of what I said how long an heir apparent ought to serve?" Cheng Cheng was so angry she laughed. "Sure enough, are bratty children all spoiled by bratty elders?"
"But it seems you were the one educating her..."
Cheng Cheng: "..."
"Alright, alright..." Qin Yi wrapped an arm around her. "She only saw something. What's the big deal? You can go watch her sometime in the future and get your revenge. Wouldn't that settle it?"
Cheng Cheng wanted to speak, then stopped. Watch her with whom?
It had been better not to think about it. The more she thought, the more infuriated she became. Cheng Cheng grabbed Ye Ling and stormed out of the hall, tying her feet and hanging her upside down from a tree in the Imperial Garden.
Countless little palace foxes came over to watch. Their Young Master hung upside down like a sausage, swaying in the breeze—a truly magnificent spectacle.
"Come here. You're not allowed to save her." Cheng Cheng pulled Qin Yi back to the bedchamber. "Let's talk