The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

Before leaving, Qu Qingyan ordered the secret guards to keep a close eye on the mother and daughter and monitor their every move. If there was any movement, they should report it to her immediately.

She left the inn and walked aimlessly on the noisy street, her thoughts gradually becoming clearer.

Just as she was about to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion, a servant suddenly stopped her and said that he wanted to meet an acquaintance.

She frowned, wondering who was looking for her.

[Host, it's the Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, and the Twelfth Prince. They are discussing something in the restaurant across the street. They saw you just now and invited you to have a chat.] Xiaoyaer explained the confusion to her.

Qu Qingyan's brows relaxed slightly, he nodded at the man, and went to the restaurant opposite.

The restaurant is very big and covers a large area. The first floor is a bright hall that is full of people.

She took a quick glance and followed the servant's instructions to the second floor.

There are private rooms on both sides of the deep corridor on the second floor.

She followed the servant to the end.

The servant knocked on the door and heard a response from inside.

The tightly closed door was opened from the inside, and she saw the three familiar people.

"Eighth brother, ninth brother, I told you it was brother Yan Qing, and you said I was wrong. So what? Now that a living person is here, what else do you have to say?" Mo Yiyan, who was sitting by the window, holding a wine cup in his hand, raised his eyebrows triumphantly at the two men next to him.

Mo Zemiao looked at him helplessly, then smiled at the young man at the door, "Mr. Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you okay?"

"Yan Qing meets several princes." Qu Qingyan bowed.

Mo Xuyao ​​nodded slightly with a hint of smile on his face, "Master Yan."

Mo Yiyan suddenly interrupted, with a hint of confusion on his face, and said, "How many days? Didn't we just come back from the hunting ground? And why are you being so polite? We are so familiar with each other. By the way, Yan Qing, did the Prime Minister make things difficult for you?"

"The Prime Minister has always been kind to his subordinates and never treated them harshly." Qu Qingyan replied with a smile.

It seems that except for those people and the third prince, no one else knows her true identity.

It can also be seen from this that it must be her father who took action in time.

Mo Zemiao invited her to sit down, poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of her, "Tomorrow, the Prime Minister will also serve as the Grand Tutor and our mentor. Master Yan will also be there, right?"

Are you going to the palace to accompany your studies tomorrow?

Qu Qingyan was slightly surprised, but still nodded, "I will follow the Prime Minister's orders."

"That's great. Starting tomorrow, we will be able to see Yan Qing every day. After school, we will go drinking and hunting. It will be so relaxing..." Mo Yiyan was very happy and excitedly talked about the benefits of being classmates in the future.

Mo Xuyao's stern face also had a slight smile on it, "That's great."

Mo Zemiao jokingly said, "Twelfth brother, are you only concerned about Mr. Yan's companionship and have you never thought about how to live under the Prime Minister?"

As soon as these words came out, the man who was so excited just now felt as if he was poured with a basin of cold water, and he was like an eggplant hit by frost, and he had lost all his spirit.

"Brother Nine, what should we do? You are the smartest among our brothers, you should think of a solution quickly." Mo Yiyan urged.

The other three laughed.

Qu Qingyan teased, "Is the Prime Minister so scary? Even you, the twelfth prince, are intimidated by him?"

"Yan Qing, you don't understand. The prime minister is ruthless and this prince dare not offend him." Mo Yiyan said, and then he recounted the incident when he saw the prime minister executing a prisoner when he was a child.

"…So from then on, whenever this prince saw Prime Minister Qu, his heart would start beating fast. If it was in the past, I could just avoid him and it would be fine. But starting tomorrow, the Prime Minister will become this prince's tutor and mentor. When I think of this, I just feel like I have no desire to live."

Looking at his bitter face, Qu Qingyan said with a smile: "You are so scared now, what will you do tomorrow?"

"We can only take it one step at a time." Mo Yiyan let out a long cry to the sky, alas.

The others all laughed as well.

They chatted for a long time, and seeing that it was getting late, they all stood up and wanted to leave.

They went down the stairs and arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, where they saw a solemn and dignified sedan chair parked in front of them.

Immediately, the sedan chair tilted forward slightly, and a pair of slender fingers gently lifted the curtain and slowly got out of the sedan chair.

"I've met the Prime Minister!"

When they saw that handsome face, they were all shocked and bowed quickly.

Qu Honglin glanced at them coldly, and could not tell whether he was happy or angry. "Tomorrow I will teach you my lessons, and tonight I will prepare the content. In this case, you can't be idle. Go back and copy the Filial Piety Sutra 100 times tonight, and hand it over to me tomorrow. I will pass it on to His Majesty, which can be regarded as your filial piety."

"Read the Book of Filial Piety a hundred times?" Upon hearing this, Mo Yiyan rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

Copying the thick volume of "Book of Filial Piety" a hundred times would cost him his life.

Mo Zemiao and Mo Xuyao's expressions also changed.

With such a heavy workload, they probably wouldn't be able to finish copying it by hand tonight.

Qu Qingyan was very helpless. She didn't know how these three unlucky guys had offended her father.

[Host, this matter has something to do with you. It's all because you haven't returned home yet, and your father is worried about you and came to look for you. Not only that, he saw his own daughter chatting happily with several men. Which old father can accept this? He must be furious. ]

"What? Then I'll explain it to my father and don't let anyone else get involved."

[Host, you'd better forget it. With your father's temper, nothing will happen if you don't beg for mercy. But once you beg for mercy on their behalf, I'm afraid it will backfire.]

Qu Qingyan was about to say something when he suddenly heard his father's voice with a hint of anger coming from the side.

"Yan Qing, go back home."

Qu Honglin didn't care how the three people felt. He said something to his daughter and turned back to the sedan chair.

Qu Qingyan knew that her father was angry, so she could only feel apologetic in her heart. She said goodbye to the three people in a hurry and got into the sedan chair.

"This prince knew that the Prime Minister would not let us off easily. He has punished us so severely before the formal class even started, let alone the future." Mo Yiyan has a carefree personality and likes to have fun. It is really difficult for him to sit at the table and copy scriptures.

Mo Zemiao's smile disappeared, and a trace of worry appeared on his face. "It seems that the Prime Minister's teaching is very strict. We should hurry back to the palace. We will copy as much as we can and do our best."

"Ninth brother is right. Let's return to the palace quickly and try our best to complete the assignments assigned by the Prime Minister." Mo Xuyao's face was also mixed with a hint of urgency.

"No, you are going to compromise now? Can't you struggle a little longer? Maybe there are other ways. We brothers can discuss it..." Before Mo Yiyan finished his words, the two of them left quickly.

"Hey~, Brother Eight, Brother Nine, wait for me."

He quickly trotted after him.