Hide And Cultivate In The East Palace, Only To Find The Prince Is A Girl Chapter 156 – Emperor Xia Gifted A Book

Chapter 156: Emperor Xia Gifted A Book

The more she thought about it, the more flustered and helpless she became.

A man actually cried.

Ding Yi’s stomach was filled with anger. Although he did not do anything serious all day, he was not stupid. He came from an aristocratic family and enjoyed good educational resources since he was young. He was very smart.

Rong Qinggui was the one who had caused the destruction of these old and tattered books in the miscellaneous hall. Now, it was happening again. Previously, Zhang Ronghua had stopped them. This pile of books was useful, so they did not explode.

He didn’t expect them to still dare to push their luck. It hasn’t been long, and they’re looking for trouble again. If I don’t show my might, do I really think I’m made of mud?

He charged forward, punching and kicking him fiercely.

After a while.

He stopped. The high-intensity activity made his body very weak. He panted and scolded with a cold face, “Get lost! Go back and tell Rong Qinggui that if he dares to play dirty again, I will beat him up next!”

Yue Heng did not want to stay here for another second. He hurriedly hugged the destroyed painting in his arms, picked up the jade box, and ran out.

Ding Yi narrowed his eyes. He thought about their intentions and shook his head. He couldn’t guess!

Glancing in the direction of the library hall, his gaze was firm. With him around, whoever dared to have any ideas about his brother would be killed!

He closed the palace door and walked towards the imperial kitchen.

In the palace.

Rong Qinggui drank the top-grade tea with his eyes narrowed. His smile was as beautiful as a flower. He was enjoying it very much. When he thought of Zhang Ronghua becoming a free laborer, he laughed proudly.

The palace door was pushed open in a panic. Yue Heng ran in from outside. He looked very miserable. His nose was bruised and swollen, and his nose bridge was broken. His official robe was covered in blood. He looked very miserable.

Just as she was about to ask what was going on, her gaze shifted, and she looked at the painting and long box in his arms. Her face darkened, and she instantly pulled him down. She stood up from the ground and rushed forward. She suppressed her anger and shouted,’What happened?”

Yue Heng handed the painting over while crying. He added oil to the fire and told the story of what had happened in a wronged manner.

After listening.

Rong Qinggui’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He was so furious that he couldn’t hold it in any longer. He kicked him to the ground and cursed,””l told you to look for Zhang Ronghua. Why the hell did you provoke Ding Yi? Is he someone you can mess with? Even I don’t dare to provoke him!”

When he unfolded the painting, some parts of it were already blurry, but the wheel shape of the mountains, rivers, and state could be seen on the whole.

But now, this painting was already ruined. There was blood everywhere. Not to mention the mountains and rivers, there was not even a blank spot.

This was something Qian Wenli had given him, and it was his beloved treasure. Now that it was destroyed, he knew that he would not let him off in the future!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He looked at Yue Heng, who was still crying. Why did he accept this useless thing?

He couldn’t hold it in anymore!

He rushed up, punched and kicked, and attacked like a storm. He only stopped after he vented his anger.

He then looked at Yue Heng, who was curled up on the ground with his hands covering his head. He was seriously injured and did not dare to make a sound. He did not even dare to breathe loudly.

“Get lost! ”

As if he had been pardoned, he hurriedly got up from the ground and fled.

Rong Qinggui rubbed his head as he looked at the painting on the table. His head was swollen. This matter could not be hidden or suppressed. The library was remote, but Yue Heng, that trash, ran over crying while holding the painting. Others had seen it long ago. Perhaps the news had already reached Qian Wenli.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the anger in his heart and thought of a countermeasure.

After a while.

His eyes lit up. He had thought of pushing the blame to Zhang Ronghua. He would say that Zhang Ronghua had secretly instructed Ding Yi to destroy the painting and then beat him up. In this way, even if he was still responsible, at most, he would be the one who had used the wrong person. However, the biggest responsibility would be taken by Zhang Ronghua, which would reduce his punishment.

Anyway, Qian Wenli was going to teach him a lesson. It didn’t matter if he taught him a lesson sooner or later.

Save up for your cleverness!

After so many years in the officialdom, who didn’t know how to act?

Looking at the ceiling, he gathered his emotions and squeezed out a few tears. Then, he put on a pitiful look to gain sympathy from others. He took the painting and rushed to his palace in a hurry.

In the library.

Ding Yi had already returned. He placed the lunchbox on the table and took out the dishes inside. There were eight dishes, one soup, and a plate of black grapes. He looked inside and wanted to call Zhang Ronghua out to eat, but he was afraid of disturbing him.

He had never felt like time was passing so slowly like this. If he could, he would have grabbed the little golden crow from the sky and put it in a sack.

As a result, the sky turned dark!

When he released it, the sky was bright again.

He sat on the chair with his hands supporting his chin. His face was filled with hope as he looked in the direction of the room with a burning passion. He waited with difficulty.

In the lounge.

Zhang Ronghua sat on the bed, unaware of what was happening outside.

At this moment.

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He had no distracting thoughts in his mind. All his attention was focused on this cultivation technique. His heaven-defying talent exploded out like an overloaded machine, operating densely.

With it as the center, he began to model.

His own huge accumulation, coupled with the Imowledge from the Righteous Bone-Setting, the library, and the old books in the miscellaneous halls, he extracted useful things and supplemented this cultivation technique.

As time passed, this cultivation technique became more and more complete.

In the blink of an eye, the sky had turned dark and the value of the Sage-class had dropped..