Famine Year: The Pampered Baby is Heaven's Beloved Daughter

The stars were picked up, and the five-and-a-half-year-old baby girl was beautiful, with soft, tender flesh.

The emaciated villagers in the starving year: ...

What did this child eat to...

Chapter 389 Prince Cheng

Regardless of which dynasty she eventually transmigrates to, the most important thing right now is to live a good life in the future. There is no place for her in the Eastern Kingdom, and she has no intention of returning to the Eastern Kingdom. Compared to that, she prefers the Great Jin Dynasty.

Although the Great Jin Dynasty is a fictional dynasty, many things are similar to ancient China, giving her a strange sense of familiarity, especially compared to the East.

So she decided to settle down in the Great Jin Dynasty. However, as a time traveler, how could she be willing to live an ordinary life? Wouldn't all the knowledge and information she had acquired in the modern world be wasted?

Both Yokoyama Chiyo and Yoko Chichi are ambitious women. In modern times, she loved the wrong person and ended up dying with the scumbag. After actually experiencing death, she regretted it and felt that she was really stupid to think of suicide on impulse.

Fortunately, God gave her a second chance, otherwise she would have no way to regret it.

After Prince Cheng left the residence, he returned to the palace through the underground passage. It was nearly 7 a.m. when he came out of his study. The eldest princess had just arrived today, and he should host a banquet to welcome her. He had already instructed the steward to prepare the banquet, and the kitchen had already started serving the dishes.

Xingxing and her entourage had already been invited to the banquet, waiting for Prince Cheng, the host, to arrive. It was truly disrespectful to make the guests wait for him, as Xingxing's status was no lower than his. After all, she was the emperor's most beloved princess and had an imperial decree to carry out. Prince Cheng's behavior was indeed inappropriate.

However, he didn't care. In any case, the real Prince Cheng and the eldest princess were not on good terms, so even if he neglected her, it wouldn't arouse suspicion.

Prince Cheng was not very enthusiastic at the banquet and his attitude was rather perfunctory. Xingxing and Zhu Lin did not care and buried themselves in their food. Zhang Xiantao and Zhao Mingyue huddled together, whispering to each other as they ate.

Prince Cheng kept his eyes downcast and ate his food absentmindedly, but he couldn't taste it. He was thinking about something. The real Prince Cheng was still in the mansion. He wondered if it would be appropriate to get rid of him in the middle of the night.

But now there are so many more people in the mansion. I've heard that those men in white are extremely skilled in martial arts. I'm afraid they might even be able to detect our movements in the middle of the night.

Tsk, if it weren't for the imperial decree specifying that he must protect the eldest princess and have her stay at his residence, he wouldn't be in such a passive position.

"We're full, so we'll head back to rest now. Please enjoy your meal, Prince Cheng." Xingxing put down her chopsticks and got up to leave, and the others followed suit.

Only Prince Cheng remained at the table. He stared at the empty bowls and plates, his brow twitching. These people could eat more than pigs; they had even finished every last bit of leftovers. How incredibly frugal!

He was lost in thought and didn't eat anything. Although he was a little hungry now, he was already full and had no appetite.

After leaving the hall, Prince Cheng instructed the head guard of his residence, "Keep a close eye on the people from those two courtyards sent by the imperial court, and don't let them wander around at night."

"Understood, sir," the head guard replied respectfully.

Prince Cheng glanced at the west courtyard, the one where Xingxing and the others lived, with a gloomy expression. His eyes darkened, and he turned back to the main courtyard.

After the servants brought water for him to bathe, Prince Cheng lay down to rest, his calmness unbelievable. It wasn't until late in the morning that the person lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. His gloomy eyes were clear in the darkness, showing no trace of having been asleep. He had clearly been pretending to be asleep all along.

He stood up straight, then slipped on his shoes and walked to an antique vase on the left side of the room. He placed his hand on the mouth of the vase and turned it three times to the left and three times to the right. A door appeared on the wall, and he went inside.

The soundproofing of the secret room was excellent. No matter how loud the noise inside was, people outside could not hear it. At this moment, there was a disheveled man in the secret room with his hands and feet shackled and chained, his waist also chained, and his limbs hanging out.

Because of his escape two days ago, he was beaten half to death after being caught. Now he hangs his head, closes his eyes tightly, and has a lot of blood flowing from his torn skin. If it weren't for the fact that he was still breathing, one would think he was dead.

Prince Cheng picked up a bucket of water from the side and splashed it over. The person who was hanging suddenly woke up. His whole body was trembling unconsciously. After a moment of confusion, his eyes suddenly glared venomously at the man in front of him who had the exact same face as him.

He desperately wanted to know who he was, why he looked exactly like him, where he came from, and what he wanted to do by stealing his identity.

But no matter how long he shouted, he couldn't make a sound. He stared at the other person in horror, his eyes wide with terror. He remembered that when he was captured, this man had his men force-feed him a bowl of dark, sticky medicine. He figured that the medicine had poisoned his voice.

"If you dare to glare at me again, believe me, I'll gouge out your eyes!" Yokoyama Ichiro said with a cold smirk, and as he spoke, he actually picked up a dagger, pretending to gouge out Prince Cheng's eyes.

Prince Cheng instinctively shuddered, lowered his eyes in horror, and tightly closed them. He had already broken one of his legs while trying to escape, and that leg was still in excruciating pain. This person's methods were cruel and inhuman.

"Hehehe." Seeing how terrified he was, Yokoyama Ichiro suddenly burst into wild laughter. The ear-piercing laughter was like a demonic sound piercing Prince Sei's ears, making him feel even more like he was dying.

"I'm too lazy to lay a hand on you in this wretched state. Today I'll send you to Chiyo, she'll teach you a lesson. Don't underestimate her just because she's a woman, my sister is far more ruthless than I am. Who knows what kind of insane methods she'll use against you, hehehe." Yokoyama Ichiro said as he unlocked the chains, but did not remove the shackles.

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