Want to tease the prince, the cat is soft and delicate

Chapter 107 Shooting Yourself in the Foot

Emperor Shunde had been teasing the bird for a while when he heard hurried footsteps outside the palace.

Zhao Zhen appeared behind Emperor Shunde: "Your Majesty, a subordinate of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince handed this to me."

Zhao Zhen handed over the note in his hand.

Emperor Shunde turned around and took the note. After reading the contents on the paper, he snorted coldly and slapped the note on Zhao Zhen's palm.

"I knew this kid was full of tricks."

Zhao Zhen didn't look around. He followed Emperor Shunde to the table and burned the note over the candlelight.

"Your Majesty, did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince tell you where he is?"

"Nothing." Emperor Shunde picked up the brush on the table and began to write.

Zhao Zhen was very tactful and stepped forward to grind the ink for him.

Emperor Shunde wrote two big characters on the paper and put down his brush. Zhao Zhen looked at them and saw one character "忍" (forbearance) and the other "戏" (play).

He immediately understood what it meant, lowered his head and said nothing.

Emperor Shunde picked up the calligraphy, took a look at it, and a look of disdain appeared in his eyes, obviously he was dissatisfied with the calligraphy.

"Although I sit on the throne, I am working hard for this kid. Tell me, am I a coward as the emperor?"

Zhao Zhen quickly spread out new rice paper, prepared a brush, and echoed, "Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run. Your Highness is blessed to have Your Majesty worrying about him."

"I hope that kid thinks so too." Emperor Shunde sighed.

"Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not say it, he must have seen everything Your Majesty did." Zhao Zhen comforted.

Emperor Shunde did not say anything, which was considered as his agreement.

"Tell them that I am ill and will not attend the morning court tomorrow. If the Queen comes to visit, she will be rejected."

"Slave, let's do it now."

Zhao Zhen put down the ink stick, picked up the whisk and hurried away.

That night, the Third Prince's mansion was brightly lit, with the sounds of opera and laughter continuing. Dancers dressed in gauze moved among the men in the room. The gauze was light and transparent, but it could not conceal the boundless spring scenery.

The drunken men, with flushed faces, saw a beauty passing by and immediately reached out to pull her into their arms, causing the other beauties in their arms to make unhappy noises.

At this time, a man with untidy clothes and most of his chest exposed staggered to his feet from the ground. Due to his unstable body, most of the wine in the cup in his hand spilled out and all over the dancer under him.

"Mr. Cao, you are drunk and dizzy. Your legs are weak. Can you still walk? Come into my arms and I will massage you~"

The dancer gently tugged at the man's clothes, her eyes were shy and her voice was as soft as water.

Cao Yang shook his body twice, squinted his eyes and smiled, "My beauty, wait for me here. After I have toasted my elder brother, I will come back to have fun with you."

As he spoke, the man crossed the body and walked towards the person at the top.

Different from the men and women chasing each other around the room and drinking all night long, the man at the head had clear eyes as if he was an outsider.

He leaned on Meiji, eating the fruit she handed to him, one hand on the cushion and the other on his slightly bent knees, looking at the debauchery in the room with a smile on his face.

"Brother, brother...I, your younger brother...I respect you!"

Cao Yang had already staggered in front of the man, raising his glass to clink glasses with him.

The man at the top looked up at him, then stretched out his hand, and Meiji placed the jade wine cup in his palm.

"Okay, I am happy tonight, so I will drink with you."

As he spoke, the Third Prince Xuanyuan Feng stood up and walked forward. He put his long arm around Cao Yang's shoulder, and the cup in his hand clinked with the wine cup in his hand with a crisp sound. He then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, Cao Yang also raised his head and gulped down the wine. Soon the cup was empty.

After drinking a large pot of wine, Cao Yang collapsed to the ground, drunk and unconscious.

Xuanyuan Feng gave those dancers a look, and immediately many of them rushed over to Cao Yang, asking him about his well-being, which made Cao Yang laugh so hard that he forgot everything else.

"Your Highness, the prince is missing. There might be a trick. Do you want me to go and investigate?" Meiji walked up and whispered to Xuanyuan Feng.

Xuanyuan Feng looked at her and said, "No need. The sword is coated with a poison specially made by this prince. Even if he doesn't die, he will lose a layer of skin."

"That man sent someone to question him. So many people died. He asked Your Highness to give an explanation."

Xuanyuan Feng clinked glasses with another person, drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth and laughed, looking extremely displeased.

"An explanation? Why, did I not give him money or what? I used three thousand taels of gold to buy his so-called invincible Deadpool, and what happened? He turned out to be a bunch of useless trash. He wants an explanation from me, and I will settle the score with him."

Meiji was frightened by his angry expression and took a step back: "Then I will go and tell them now."

"Waste! They are all a bunch of waste!" Xuanyuan Feng cursed. Meiji didn't dare to offend him. She bent down, lowered her head and walked out of the room.

There was constant laughter in the house. Meiji looked at the closed wooden door and straightened up.

As she lifted her jet-black hair, the servility on her beautiful face was swept away, replaced by disgust: "You are a nobody and you still want to compare yourself with the prince. I want to see how you die."

Meiji twisted her snake-like waist through the corridor and arrived at another courtyard.

I knocked on the door, but no one opened it.

After entering the house, a strong fishy wind made people feel nauseous. A person floated out from the darkness and instantly grabbed Meiji's neck with long fingers as white as bones.

"Where are the others?"

Meiji pretended to be scared, and tears rolled down her face. "Slave, slave has already told the Third Prince, Your Highness, Your Highness, he, he said he gave you three thousand taels of gold to buy those deadpools, you and him are doing a fair trade, why are you saying that?"

“Hehehe…” The man in black laughed piercingly, “Three thousand taels of gold are enough to buy the lives of my deadpools.”

"My Deadpools were made with all the best natural resources and treasures. I will calculate it based on 2,000 gold. There are 10 Deadpools in total, and he still owes me 17,000 taels of gold."

The man in black threw Meiji to the ground and said, "Go back and tell your master that the 17,000 taels of gold will be delivered to Wusha Town in half a month. If one piece of gold is missing, I will chop off one of his fingers."

"But, but your dead servants did not kill that man for my master." Meiji said to him tremblingly.

"When he found me, he said he wanted to borrow my Deadpool for use, but he didn't say he wanted my Deadpool to kill someone for him, and the person he killed was the current crown prince. He hid this from me first. If he knew that you killed the crown prince, do you think I would lend you my Deadpool for just three thousand taels?"

"Go back and tell that man that if I didn't want to cause trouble, I would have taken his head tonight. Tell him not to challenge my patience!"

Meiji was so frightened by him that she backed away crying. She didn't run back until she was out of the house, then she wiped her tears and ran back.