He shouted until his throat was hoarse, but the two brothers ignored him and strode away. Emperor Nan Yuan was so angry that his illness recurred. He slumped on the stool, pressed his chest, gasped for breath, and almost fainted.

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

A hoarse and strange voice rose in the air.

Outside the door, Zhu Qianchi, wrapped in a loose black robe, walked in. The cloak covered half of his face, revealing his chin which was as white as a dead person's, and his mouth which was so pale that there was not a trace of blood.

Pull open the corner of the mouth, the dead skin cracks, and blood seeps out:

"In the battle of Shanhaiguan, I calculated that Prince Chen would lose, but I didn't expect that His Highness would interfere."

"But it doesn't matter. Although Prince Chen escaped by luck, he still has two children."

Just as he finished speaking, a man who looked like a secret guard ran in quickly and said in panic:

"Your Majesty, this is bad! We caught the twins, but they were too cunning. I don't know when they slipped away..."

.

In just one day, Jun Yuyang became famous throughout the country.

In the streets and alleys, among the neighbors, wherever there are people, everyone is talking about this matter, and they all speak in the same tone and curse in the same way.

The auntie who was shopping with a basket on her shoulder said, "Bah! What great prince? He is clearly an ungrateful person! In the past four years, King Chen has bullied and oppressed us. Not only did he not go to the battlefield to defend our country, he also sided with King Chen. We don't have such a prince in Nanyuan country!"

The middle-aged uncle pushing the wooden cart said: "This bastard! My only son died in the battlefield. He sided with outsiders and chilled our hearts. If I am lucky enough to meet him in the future, I will kill him even if it costs me my life!"

The people performing arts started to curse:

"I've never seen such a traitorous person!"

"Does he know that his last name is Jun? Does he know that he is the prince of Nanyuan Kingdom? In my opinion, he is just a running dog of King Chen!"

"Get out of Nanyuan Country!"

"Jun Yuyang, you bastard, go to hell!"

"Bastard!"

Curses were everywhere, no matter day or night, at any time or place, in every corner, there were only vicious curses.

Overnight, Jun Yuyang became the sinner of Nanyuan.

Like a rat crossing the street, notorious and scolded by everyone.

The Imperial Master's Mansion.

When Qin Ye heard the news, he was surprised and subconsciously asked Ling Yixing who was sitting next to him:

"Brother, why would he go to Shanhaiguan?"

The day before yesterday, the eldest prince suddenly left. She thought he had returned to the palace, but she didn't expect that he went to the battlefield and helped Prince Chen.

Ling Yixing gently pinched the teacup between his fingertips and shook the tea inside. His expression was calm and he did not seem overly surprised.

"Maybe it's because of my sister," he said.

Qin Ye was stunned for a moment: "I have heard a lot about Princess Chen. In the beginning, they forced my sister to death, and now they are doing these things..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually became quieter, as if he realized something:

"Brother, do you mean that Jun Yuyang is really sorry?!"

At first, I forced my sister to death.

Now, he is willing to betray Nan Yuan, give up his status as a prince, give up his reputation, and give up everything to protect Prince Chen and Jiangnan.

Ling Yixing didn't comment, "Maybe."

He took a sip of his tea.

"But by doing this, he is letting down Nanyuan Country and the people of Nanyuan. This is a road of no return. Once he embarks on this road, he will never be able to return to Nanyuan Country!"

Jun Yuyang's reputation has been ruined.

In the hearts of the people of Nanyuan, his sins will probably be recorded in history, and he will be infamous for thousands of years and despised by everyone.

What he lost was not only his future, but also his everlasting reputation.

“It’s his choice.”

"Isn't he too stupid? Why should he be obsessed with a dead person? If it were me, I wouldn't do that." Qin Ye frowned.

Ling Yixing chuckled:

"Silly girl, in life, wealth and material things alone are not enough. Feelings are the ultimate killer."

People's lives are rich because they have emotions.

"Xiao Ye, are you worried about Jun Yuyang?"

"I……"