By the time Xiao Hongshen arrived, Yan Wanqing had already left from the other side.
The fat man was carried away by the soldiers as well.
He didn't see anything when he arrived.
"What happened?" he asked someone casually.
The soldier, standing on the outskirts, hadn't seen clearly either and said with certainty, "I heard that Princess Anping was scolded to tears."
"What?" Xiao Hongshen couldn't quite believe it.
"Your Highness Prince Seven, it's true. The soldier who scolded her has already been knocked out from being punished with wooden clappers," the soldier roughly overheard someone saying in the back, "…He's started to hit, he's started to hit! He's fainted, he's fainted!"
Then he relayed his understanding to Xiao Hongshen.
Seeing the soldier speak so confidently, Xiao Hongshen frowned and dismissed him.
He had never heard of Yan Wanqing crying.
At most, she would have been angered into leaving, right?
Thinking this way, Xiao Hongshen felt a bit more at ease.