Why do I have the lowest fighting ability among the whole family?

"With this little thing, who are you looking down on?"

The young master snorted coldly and looked at the horse brought by the groom with some disgust: "If you are older than us, what are you doing playing with these kids? Who are you looking down on?"

The people around looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

Yu Qiao hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Are Mr. Chen not satisfied? If not, we can..."

This spring hunt was mainly organized by Yu Qiao and a few of her friends, and she was most concerned about whether the spring hunt could go smoothly.

The young master named Chen waved his hand impatiently.

"Ridiculous! How dare you call something like a child's house a spring hunt!"

The young master surnamed Chen probably came from a very well-connected family. He frowned and pointed from the hunting ground to the prey, then to the horses and everyone present. However, even though he was so picky, no one present dared to say anything.

Seeing him acting like this, Yu Qiao's face darkened, which looked a little unsightly.

But she still suppressed the anger in her heart and persuaded the young master with kind words.

"Young Master Chen, this spring hunting is for everyone to play together. It is not for hunting any prey. As long as everyone can have fun..."

Mr. Chen chuckled twice and pushed Yu Qiao hard, looking arrogant.

"Who are you? Are you worthy of talking to me like this?"

Yu Qiao's background was not low, and he could even be considered a relative of the emperor. Hearing what he said, his expression could hardly be maintained.

"I wonder what Young Master Chen means." Yu Qiao suppressed the anger in his heart and asked good-temperedly.

"What do I mean? Haha." Mr. Chen said disdainfully: "I don't think anyone can appreciate the things you children play, let alone you. Even the prince and princess will have to see me when they come. Say hello respectfully!"

As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Jinheng and the others provocatively.

There was naked provocation in his eyes.

Hearing what he said, a few people still didn't understand.

This is to find fault with them, Yu Qiao is taking the blame for them.

Seeing his triumphant look, Pei Shao couldn't stand it anymore. She took a step forward and was about to refute, but was stopped by Cheng Jinrong.

Cheng Jinheng on the side quickly helped Yu Qiao up who fell to the ground.

"Are you OK?"

Yu Qiao didn't expect that he would be a blessing in disguise and get the opportunity to get along with his idol. His face immediately turned red, he shook his head and stuttered a little: "I'm fine."

Her face was as red as a monkey's ass, and she looked at Cheng Jinheng shyly, with concern in her eyes.

Cheng Jinheng coughed and turned his head sideways, pretending not to notice, but his ears turned red.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Mr. Chen's face became increasingly gloomy.

Until Cheng Jinrong spoke up.

"I wonder what the identity of this young master is? Can you please say hello to the prince and princess when they see him?"

"I am the youngest son of uncle Chen Guo's family." Mr. Chen said proudly.

Speaking of Chen Guojiu, everyone present suddenly realized.

This uncle is not the other uncle. He is not the mother's family of the current empress, but the mother's family of Empress Chen when the third prince was in power.

Although the third prince was imprisoned, Queen Chen was in good health.

The Holy Emperor's harem is currently vacant, so Queen Chen is still living in the harem.

In order to show his sincerity, Chen Guojiu was the first to surrender to the new emperor, and therefore he was highly valued by the new emperor.

These days, the Chen family is even more prosperous in the court, and Uncle Chen Guo is so arrogant that he wants to look at people with his nostrils. Yu Qiao already knew the identity of the other party. She did not dare to provoke Mr. Chen, so she could only turn her attention to Cheng Jinrong and the others for help.

I hope the three of them can give themselves a bad breath.

As expected, Cheng Jinrong was the first to burst out laughing when he heard Young Master Chen introduce himself.

"I thought he was a relative of the emperor, but it turned out to be a descendant of uncle Chen Guo's family. It's disrespectful and disrespectful."

Although he said he was disrespectful, his attitude on his hands was extremely perfunctory.

This was the first time in his life that someone dared to despise him so much. Mr. Chen was about to explode with anger.

Before, his sister was the queen, and no one dared to care about him even when he was walking around in the capital.

Later, when the new emperor ascended the throne, his father was the first to surrender, and he was highly valued by the new emperor.

Relying on the trust of the emperor, the Chen family acted more arrogantly on weekdays.

This was the first person who did not kneel down tremblingly and beg for mercy after hearing his identity.

"I said who dares to stand in front of me now?! Drive them out!" Mr. Chen was furious.

Cheng Jinrong smiled and said nothing.

Mr. Chen became even more angry. He picked up the cup beside him and threw it towards Cheng Jinrong angrily, regardless of the fact that there was still scalding hot water in it.

However, before the cup left his hand, all the hot tea in the cup spilled out, and the scalding water poured on his face.

"Ah——" Mr. Chen screamed and immediately threw the cup in his hand, covering his face with both hands, his face full of horror.

Seeing Mr. Chen's funny scene of stealing the chicken but losing the rice, everyone present felt it was funny.

The bold ones even laughed out loud.

Mr. Chen's face turned completely dark now.

"Get out! You bunch of unruly people! Get out of here! Get out!!"

He was furious and hoarse, but he probably moved too much and touched the burned area on his face. Before he could finish his words, he immediately squatted on the ground, covering his face with pain.

I just felt a burning pain, and I wanted to lie down on the ground and roll around right now.

Although Yu Qiao didn't like him, Mr. Chen's worth had indeed risen recently, so even if she said a few sarcastic words, Mr. Chen, whom she really didn't dare to harm, was injured.

As early as Mr. Chen poured the hot tea on his face, he hurriedly called the imperial doctor.

The two imperial doctors held Mr. Chen down as he was rolling on the floor in pain, and then carefully examined the burns on his face.

Although the water was boiling hot, it had been there for a while. His face was not seriously injured and he just needed a few days of rest.

But his face was still hot and red, and he looked terrible.

It wasn't until the imperial doctor applied the ointment that Mr. Chen felt a little better.

The wound no longer hurts, but feels much cooler.

"Wait! How dare you play tricks on me! Let's see if I don't skin you for a while!"

He gritted his teeth, this was going to be really tough.

Although he was injured, Mr. Chen still refused to leave the hunting ground. Yu Qiao had no choice but to place him in the stands.

She even begged grandpa to sue grandma, for fear that something would really happen to her little ancestor.

Mr. Chen was waiting to see Cheng Jinrong's joke. He sat down from the stand, crossed his legs and ate melon seeds and peanuts. He looked very comfortable.

They don't look like they're here for spring hunting, more like they're out for a meal.

And because Mr. Chen had been watching from the side with a very presence in his eyes, everyone showed little interest until they led their own horses.