After speaking, he didn't even look at Prince Ye's reaction behind him. His expression turned cold, he stood up, took a silk handkerchief from the head eunuch to wipe his fingers, and said coldly, "Guards!"

"Your servant is here!"

"Send Prince Ye to Prince Xu's palace and 'treat' him well. If His Highness Prince Xu gets hurt, I will make you pay!"

The head eunuch hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked, "What should we do if His Highness Prince Ye is injured?"

Emperor Yuxian glanced at him, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and said indifferently, "Palace expenses are high. I already dismissed half of the Imperial Medical Academy staff a few days ago; I'm afraid it's only enough to treat Prince Xu. As for Prince Ye..."

"Hmm..." He frowned, as if he had been thinking about it seriously, and finally spoke, "Then we can only leave it to fate. If we can pull through, we will; if we can't... well, let us give him a proper burial."

The head eunuch's lips twitched, but he dared not say anything. He merely responded with a single word and then ordered the junior eunuchs to take Prince Ye away to Prince Xu's palace.

The Prince Xu's residence was completed long ago, but Prince Xu's current situation is not optimistic and he is not suitable for independent living, so he has been living in the palace, and this is still the case now.

On the way to Prince Xu's palace, Prince Ye, sitting in his wheelchair, resisted for a long time, causing quite a commotion. The little eunuch who had once fawned over him had become a favorite of Emperor Yuxian, and had become the chief eunuch, a position that all eunuchs dreamed of.

Prince Ye looked at him hopefully, "Your name is Dezhuo, right? I recognize you. Quickly, Eunuch Dezhuo, make these unruly servants get out of my way."

Dezhuo never expected that the arrogant Prince Ye would remember his name. He had once fawned over this man like a dog, only to be kicked away. Now, looking at Prince Ye, he smiled instead.

"Your Highness the Regent? You didn't expect that, did you? The tables have turned, and now you're the dog." Dezhuo gave him a cold look. "I advise you to save your energy. You'll have a lot more trouble to deal with when you get to Prince Xu's place. Don't waste your energy here with me."

Prince Ye seemed surprised by his answer, paused for a moment, and then said, "Didn't you want to come and serve me? If you help me leave the palace, I will allow you to follow me."

Hearing his condescending tone, Dezhuo clicked his tongue twice, then suddenly stretched out his right foot and stepped on the back of his hand. Seeing him in pain, he stomped on it a few more times.

“Prince Ye, I think you haven’t quite grasped the situation yet.” Dezhuo raised an eyebrow. “You were once a glorious regent. But now you’re nothing but a dog clinging to life. And you dare to order me around?”

"I think you're still dreaming!" Dezhu sneered. "Guards! Go get me a rope, tie him up, and gag him too, so he won't bother you anymore."

As soon as he withdrew his foot, someone very observant came up to him and wiped his foot with their sleeve, as if Prince Ye were something filthy and disgusting.

Before Prince Ye could even utter the words "to change course with the wind," his mouth was gagged, and he was also left with no freedom of movement.

The handkerchief in his mouth reeked of a foul stench; calling it a handkerchief was an understatement—it was more like a foot towel. The thought of these eunuchs wiping his feet and then putting them in his mouth made Prince Ye feel nauseous.

He couldn't struggle; his hands were burning with pain and were tightly bound. Even though they knew he couldn't feel his legs, they still humiliatingly tied his feet together as well.

Despite Prince Ye's face turning pale and then red, he was still sent to Prince Xu's palace, where he was reportedly stared at as if he were a fool for a long time.

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