coobybook Chapter 123 Begging for mercy
Chapter 123 Begging for mercy
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At the same time, the Huangji Hall was magnificent and solemn.
Several princes responded to the summons and took their seats according to their status.
Sitting at the top is the emperor who holds power over the world.
The emperor had four sons and three daughters. Two of the princes were born as palace maids and were thus granted the title of prince. The third prince, Prince of Qi, and the sixth prince, Prince of Yi, both enjoyed the status of princes and held high positions.
The youngest, the Seventh Prince, was young and timid, just like his mother, sitting timidly aside. Their titles revealed the extent of the emperor's preference for each of his sons.
The emperor's gaze swept across the four princes one by one, especially lingering longer on Prince Qi and Prince Yi.
The third prince had a smile on his face and behaved in a gentle and courteous manner, looking like a modest gentleman; while the sixth prince was cold and aloof, with a stern temperament, making people dare not approach him easily.
On the surface, the third prince seemed to be more likely to inherit the throne, but the emperor knew very well that beneath his son's gentle appearance lay a cruel and ambitious heart.
The road to becoming an emperor does not allow for any womanizing, and the third prince acted in an extreme way. In addition, his mother's family was very powerful. Historically, the dictatorship of foreign relatives often led to national instability.
If the future of the country is handed over to such a hand, and if the foundation of hundreds of years is destroyed, how can the emperor explain to his ancestors?
In contrast, the emperor prefers the sixth prince.
The Sixth Prince was so talented and heroic that the Emperor seemed to be seeing himself in his youth.
Although he never said it explicitly, the emperor had already made up his mind that after the battle of Yunyao Mountain, he would enthrone Prince Yi as the crown prince to inherit the throne.
However, fate played a trick on him. After the Battle of Yunyao Mountain, the Sixth Prince actually had the idea of becoming a monk, which filled the Emperor with unspeakable disappointment.
He tried to persuade him, but the Sixth Prince was determined and insisted on having his own way.
The emperor could only wait silently, hoping that he would change his mind. This wait lasted for five years.
Fortunately, the Sixth Prince finally broke his vows and returned. Buddhism could no longer keep him, and he had to return to the troubles of this earthly world.
The emperor waited patiently, hoping that the Sixth Prince would do something, but day after day, nothing seemed to have changed except for his lingering cold temperament.
The emperor was secretly anxious, and took the opportunity of the empress dowager's birthday to summon the sixth prince back to the palace, intending to find out his true thoughts.
However, when seeing the Sixth Prince in person, although the traces of tonsure were gone and he was wearing a long robe, the cool temperament he exuded still made people feel that he was a practitioner who had not completely left Buddhism.
Where is that son who was once full of vigor and ambition?
Although the emperor felt disappointed, he did not show it on his face.
At lunch time, the five fathers and sons sat together. The conversation centered almost entirely on the King of Qi. The Second Prince was submissive, the Sixth Prince was silent, and the Seventh Prince seemed even more timid. The whole scene seemed both harmonious and subtle.
Huangdi's expression gradually became gloomy as the dinner progressed, while King Qi looked more and more smug, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips.
If Sixth Brother really did not cross the line, then this game would be more interesting and variable.
He pondered in his mind and decided to dig deeper into the truth of the matter.
After lunch, the guests dispersed and went home.
However, the King of Qi did not leave with the crowd. His eyes were fixed on the lonely and arrogant back of the King of Yi, and his feet followed him involuntarily.
"Sixth brother, I have specially prepared a great gift for you. I guarantee you will like it." The King of Qi deliberately lowered his voice with a hint of amusement in his tone.
Upon hearing this, Prince Yi simply glanced at him coldly, without any warmth in his eyes. Then he walked around Prince Qi, leaving him with a resolute back.
After returning to the mansion, Prince Yi stepped into the inner room. The scene before him made him frown.
Under the bulging quilt on the bed, a strange fragrance slowly permeated the air. It was a kind of strange fragrance that could captivate people and make people involuntarily alert.
Prince Yi knew clearly who was responsible for this.
Just as he was about to go out and order his servants to expel the uninvited guest, the bedding suddenly moved and a face popped out from it.
It was the face of a young girl with messy hair and flushed cheeks. Her eyes were full of helplessness and pleading as she looked straight at King Yi.
"Your Highness, please don't go... If you drive me out, I will really have nowhere to go." Her voice was weak and mosquito-like, but full of pleading.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Prince Yi's face, but it was not out of softness, but because that face was 70% similar to Su Rao! Is this the "great gift" that Zhao Tingduan mentioned?
"Your Highness, please..." The girl's voice sounded again, with a bit of despair.
Prince Yi's face instantly turned cold as ice. Even though they looked similar, his charm and temperament could not be replaced by Su Rao.
"Someone is coming."
Prince Yi's voice was low and powerful. As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yi appeared in the room with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Your Majesty?"
Mo Yi's gaze inadvertently swept across the woman's face. He was surprised and quickly looked away, showing an indescribable embarrassment.
"Take her out and change the bed." Prince Yi's order was cold and firm.
After finishing his instructions, Prince Yi turned and walked into another room, leaving the girl standing there alone, her eyes still following his back intently.
"Your Highness..." The girl's voice trembled a little.
"Put on your clothes and go out." Mo Yi's voice was free of any emotion.
The girl grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly, unwilling to let go.
Mo Yi's voice became even colder: "Then I'll just throw you out."
"I...I will go by myself." The girl finally compromised, dressed herself hastily, and left the room sadly.
When she walked out of the yard and bumped into the person coming, her face suddenly turned as pale as paper.
"Duan... King Qi?" she whispered.
The King of Qi glanced at her and asked with a hint of inquiry, "Did my sixth brother not touch you?"
Upon hearing this, the girl immediately knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face: "Prince Yi...Prince Yi did not touch me, it was my incompetence, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
She cried so hard that she looked pitiful.
The King of Qi frowned and looked at the girl's face carefully, as if he was thinking about something.
She looks so similar to Su Rao and even uses aphrodisiac perfume, how could Zhao Huaijue not be tempted?
This palace maid belongs to him and she would never dare to lie to him.
He knew clearly whether Zhao Huaijue had violated her.
As a result, Zhao Huaijue was completely indifferent.
The doubts in King Qi's heart grew stronger and stronger, and the possibility that Zhao Huaijue had not broken the rules seemed to be getting greater and greater.
This situation is becoming more and more interesting.
Looking at the palace maid crying, the King of Qi frowned and said, "Stop crying. She won't cry like this."