Chapter 9 The Prince Regent who seized power is ruthless and ruthless 9
Chapter 9: The regent’s father is ruthless when he seizes power 9
After the regent finished speaking, he received no response.
The child is like a clay doll. When he wakes up, he sits still, silent, and has a faint sad look on his face.
In the past, Pidianpian would have run over to him, called him "Daddy" and said hello obediently.
The regent added, "Go and have breakfast." When he turned around, he glanced back and saw that Fuchen had no reaction and was still sitting there in a daze with his head propped up.
I walked out and stood waiting at the door, wondering: What's wrong?
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
"Qianqian. Don't let your elders wait for you for a long time." The regent said.
Fuchen went out, still holding the boy in his hand. The boy was very well-behaved and followed Fuchen without saying a word and did not resist.
The two children did not stop. They walked out of the courtyard and asked the housekeeper for directions, then left directly without paying any attention to the regent behind them.
The regent shouted, "Qianqian."
No one paid attention.
The child didn't react at all, and his back moved forward without any pause.
The Prince Regent stared at the person in the opposite direction, his serious face expressionless, and turned around to leave.
The peaceful day passed quietly without any interaction between the two of them.
The regent did not go to personally intervene, but only ordered the housekeeper to arrange for the master to teach him lessons: calligraphy, military art, martial arts training, and appreciation of everything.
The boy was given the name "Shouying" and followed the princess closely. They learned and practiced martial arts together. After school, he was pulled by the secret guard to teach him to become a secret guard.
There is nothing unusual about the floating dust. Only when night falls, the system is asked, "Where is the villain?"
The system gloated over the misfortune, [Let’s do the baby-making exercise at Concubine Liu’s place.]
[This afternoon, three officials sent many beautiful women over, but the villains accepted them all.]
【You kid will be replaced soon. But...】
The system smiled and said, [You will definitely not be able to see it. Because at that time, you who failed the mission will already be dead.]
[The villain’s new cub has just been born, and you will be completely forgotten.]
Yeah?
Fuchen remained silent and pulled Suiying towards the backyard.
From time to time, servants greet me when I come and go.
The floating dust passed by lightly and did not stop.
Concubine Liu's courtyard was guarded by attendants because the prince was staying there.
The floating dust goes around to the back.
Liu Fangfei likes to be able to write quietly, with gurgling water in the courtyard. She likes to drink wine in the flowing water best in spring, and recite poems and write poems.
The water flow was not deep, and the two little people could only get into the water up to their waists. The water outlet was not big, so dust crawled in, got stuck on the shoulders and buttocks, and was pushed in by the "shadow".
The skin was rubbed and bleeding.
"Suiying" was born a beggar and was so hungry that he could not see anything, but he crawled through it easily.
Both of them were soaked in water. On an autumn night, the cold wind blew through, bringing with it a chill.
Fuchen held Suiying's hand and walked out of the main courtyard window.
"Suiying" silently crouched down, floating dust stepped on the person's shoulders, and was pushed up. He could just see the scent of the heated tent in the window, the bed curtains were folded, and he could hear gasping for breath.
"Who?" the regent was alert.
"It's my young master." A secret guard had been watching outside for a long time, and he responded now.
Fuchen looked at it coldly for a few times, then turned around and left through the front door.
The attendant was very surprised by the sudden appearance of the princess who was still wet all over.
The regent finished his work in a hurry, put on his clothes and came out of the house. His face, which was as solemn as a pine and cypress, was covered with frost. He asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
The secret guard knelt on the ground, "The young master climbed in through the water outlet, stood outside the window and took a look before leaving."
What he didn't say was that the master had previously issued an order: the princess can move freely in the palace, and there is no need to block any behavior.
So, he didn't stop it.
"Receive your punishment yourself." The regent ordered, and arranged for a bath to purify himself.
After rinsing himself, the Regent quickly went to Nuanxiang Pavilion.
The lights in Nuanxiang Pavilion were turned off and everyone was quiet. He entered the room quietly, and the little man on the bed was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed. The substitute "Suiying" heard the noise and got up, stood behind the regent, and did not leave without making a sound.
"Why did the princess go to Tinglan Courtyard?" the regent asked.
"I don't know." The boy replied quietly.
"how do you feel?"
"have no idea."
The regent was silent for a moment, then turned and left.
Early the next morning, Fuchen had breakfast, found the coat he had worn when he came in from the closet, put it on, and took "Shouying" out of the house.
Nothing in the whole house belongs to her. Only this person, whom she picked up and brought back, belongs to her.
When leaving the house, the housekeeper was surprised, "The princess still needs to study her lessons, how can she leave the house?" After saying that, he arranged for several attendants to follow him, but was stopped by Fuchen.
"No need. I'm with you."
The housekeeper knew that the princess was protected by secret guards, but did not persist.
Fuchen pulled people and found the Prince's Mansion based on his memory. When he entered the mansion, someone immediately announced, "Princess Qianqian is visiting."
The prince was about to go out when he saw Fuchen and was very surprised, "Why is the princess here?"
Fuchen was silent for a moment and silently took out a bowl. The bowl was round in texture, natural in shape, decorated with an independent golden rooster, and in bright colors. It was exclusively for the royal family.
A single one can be sold for three hundred taels of silver.
The prince looked at the bowl in confusion. Is this a bowl for himself?
The prince just reached out to get the bowl, but he saw the little fat baby whimpered, rubbed her eyes, and started crying. It seemed like someone had bullied her.
He never forgets to raise his hand high.
"What's wrong?" The prince was surprised.
"I'm hungry. I don't have money to buy food." Princess Qianqian whimpered, and the sound was drawn out as if she was infinitely aggrieved.
The prince stared at the bowl. He had no such bowl, except for the queen mother who had a set in her hand, and the regent took them all.
Is this what you call having no money?
The prince took out a stack of banknotes, picked them over, picked out the one with the smallest denomination and put it in the bowl.
Fuchen took the banknote, stuffed it into his arms, and continued to hold the bowl high, with smooth movements and a sobbing look on his face.
"I have to go to another house." The prince became annoyed when he saw her. Did she come here to show off so early in the morning?
Hearing this, Fuchen nodded and said "Promise".
Fuchen soon came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Minister's Mansion, and the General's Mansion. He held up his bowl and said, "Follow the order of the prince brother and beg for money."
Dear ministers: What is this fuss about?
Even if he looks down on the prince, he will never look down on the regent.
Facing this living Bodhisattva, each family took out various treasures and put them in bowls.
When the regent heard that "the princess begged to the prince and went to the ministers' houses to beg from bowls," the brush clicked on the table.
"Bring the princess back to me!"
When the secret guards captured the princess, gifts from each family also arrived one after another.
Fuchen was taken to the martial arts field and thrown onto the bench.
The regent held a cane in his hand and said in a majestic voice, "Don't you remember what I told you? Lie down on the bench."
Fuchen stared at him coldly, silent, just hugging the stool, his eyes were red, and he stubbornly refused to cry.
"Chi." The rattan made a sound through the air and landed on the soft flesh.
"Humph." Fuchen groaned, tears bursting out of his eyes immediately.
"Do you know you are wrong?" the regent asked again.
"Huh huh huh." Fuchen cried, but gritted his teeth and said nothing.
When the regent saw this, he slapped him ten times without saying a word.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Fuchen seemed to be immersed in pain, completely forgetting to admit his mistake and beg for mercy.
After ten lashes, the regent said coldly, "If you dare to do it again, you will be punished with thirty lashes."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
How pitiful.
The regent did not fight again, but he also sensed what she meant: isolation and alienation.
She cried just because it hurt.
If you really feel regretful, you may have to admit your mistake before even being beaten.
Like a floating grass, drifting with the current, soft and cute, but at this moment, it is holding on to the stone at the bottom of the water and won't let go.
