Chapter 67: The Second Bastard Prince - Luo Chenyi

The second prince Luo Chenyi.

Son of Consort Wen, 12 years old.

"Little boy, hurry up, help me dress. I have to go see my father. He loves my mother the most and will never stand by the queen bullying my mother."

The second prince was both shocked and angry.

A fierce look flashed across his narrow triangular eyes, and he roared at the kneeling eunuch boy.

The boy looked embarrassed and gritted his teeth.

"Second Prince, not only was the Imperial Concubine captured by the Queen, but all the maids, eunuchs and guards in the Imperial Concubine's palace were also imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison by the Emperor."

"What?"

The second prince was suddenly startled. His slender cheeks turned pale in an instant and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"My mother, could it be that she is..." Exposed?

He knew very well what kind of person his mother was, and he even knew that he was not his father's biological son.

If his father knew that his mother was having an affair with another man, he might be able to escape. But if his father knew that he was not his child...

Then, he will be doomed.

The second prince's mind was distracted. He quickly got out of bed and put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"What should I do? My mother has been captured. Is my father going to send someone to arrest me soon? Little boy, think of a solution quickly. What should I do now?"

Even if a twelve-year-old child is usually cruel and vicious, he will be of no use when he really encounters trouble.

From childhood to adulthood, he was almost always spoiled by Concubine Wen. He had everything he wanted, and the eunuchs and palace maids allowed him to beat and scold them. Even if he killed someone, Concubine Wen would applaud.

Tsk tsk, a person like the Second Prince is cruel, arrogant, talentless, ambitious, only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, and gets angry and wants to fight and kill at the slightest provocation.

If you become an emperor.

This is the real sorrow of the Apocalypse Kingdom.

The young eunuch was extremely speechless. He was just a small eunuch, how could he care about his master's affairs?

"Second Prince, please don't worry. The Emperor has not sent anyone to arrest you, so I think you are safe for now.

Do you think this is a good idea?

You take a rest first. Tomorrow morning, go and ask the Queen to let you meet the Imperial Concubine and ask her to give you some advice in person. ”

The second prince was getting very anxious and couldn't wait even a moment longer. He snorted coldly and pushed the boy away.

"Useless trash, what use do I have for you? You are of no use at the critical moment. You told me to wait, how can I wait in this long night?"

The little boy knelt on the ground in silence, trying his best to reduce his presence.

The second prince has always been domineering.

Now that he has encountered something that makes him anxious but at a loss, he can only lose his temper, and he is furious.

He gritted his teeth and violently pulled out the whip hanging on the head of the bed.

“Pah pah pah…”

He whipped the boy severely, with such ferocity that it seemed as if he was going to beat him to death.

The little boy screamed and begged, "Second Prince, please stop beating me. If you beat me to death, there will be no one to run errands for you anymore."

The second prince paused.

Come to think of it, he originally had many servants serving him, but his grandfather was confiscated and beheaded a few days ago, and his father was furious, so he reduced his and his mother's food and clothing expenses by more than half.

Now, he has five or six servants serving him, but the only servant he can use is the little boy.

If nothing had happened to his mother, he wouldn't have to worry about these things at all. His food, clothing and other expenses would be taken care of by his mother's people.

"Ahhhhh, damn it, the Queen deserves to die!

Didn't she stay in the palace and not come out?

Why did he suddenly attack his mother?

Why didn't she just die earlier? ”

The second prince was furious. He whipped the furnishings in the room with a whip. The crackling sound and his angry curses continued to echo in the room.

The little boy huddled in a corner, not daring to say anything, let alone persuade the Second Prince to restrain himself.

There's no point in persuading him anyway.

Just let him die to his heart's content!

The noise in the Second Prince's room soon woke up the Fifth Prince who lived next door to him.

The fifth prince Luo Chenqing.

The son of Concubine Wen, seven years old this year.

He was weak since birth, suffered from illness all year round, and was not liked by Concubine Wen, who left him to be taken care of by servants since he was a child.

The treatment he received was far different from that of the Second Prince. Even the Second Prince, as his elder brother, despised him extremely.

Whenever she was in a bad mood, she would bring her servants to humiliate him, and beating and scolding him were common occurrences.

Fortunately, considering the Fifth Prince's status as a prince, no harsh treatment was taken on him. Otherwise, with his weak body, he would have been tortured to death long ago.

You can imagine.

The Fifth Prince's life was not easy. Although he was a prince, his life was more difficult than those children from ordinary families.

The fifth prince opened his big dark eyes, coughed lightly, and asked weakly in a hoarse voice: "An He, what's going on next door?"

The personal eunuch An He quickly lit a candle and reached out to touch the Fifth Prince's forehead. The temperature was normal, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he comforted her with a smile.

"Fifth Prince, the Second Prince must be upset and got angry in the middle of the night. You are young and in poor health, so go to sleep first. When you wake up tomorrow, I will bring you your favorite osmanthus cake, okay?"

Osmanthus cake! (˙▽˙)

The Fifth Prince couldn't help but licking his cracked lips, but when he thought of his situation, his bright eyes gradually dimmed.

"But the Imperial Kitchen will not give the Fifth Prince the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

He is frail and has been suffering from illness all year round.

He was favored neither by his father nor by his mother. People in the palace always flattered the powerful and bullied the weak. As he grew older, he had already seen clearly his situation.

Live one day at a time.

Try not to cause trouble.

An He looked at the Fifth Prince's lost and sad expression, and couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat and his eyes turned red.

He knew very well that although his young master was young, he was sensitive and smart, so he took a deep breath and held back the tears in his eyes.

With the corners of his mouth wide open, he said with a smile, "Fifth Prince, go to sleep peacefully. I promise that tomorrow morning, you will be able to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you've been dreaming of."

The fifth prince frowned, feeling anxious. He quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed An He's right hand.

"No, An He, I don't want osmanthus cake. Don't beg others for me. You are the person I care about most in my life. I don't want anything to happen to you, and I don't want to lose you."

As he spoke, the fifth prince's eyes filled with tears.

When he was young, he didn't know much. Every time he took medicine, his mouth felt bitter and he only wanted to eat sweet cakes, so he kept clamoring for cakes.

Anhe in order to meet his requirements.

He knelt down and begged the eunuchs in his mother's palace, but they humiliated him in various ways, forcing him to crawl under their crotches, kneeling on the ground to lick their shoes... and so on. What was even more outrageous was that they forced An He to drink their urine.

He never thought about it.

Could the eunuchs in the palace be so vicious?

It goes without saying that it must be the mother who gave the order, which is why they dared to humiliate An He so unscrupulously.