The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 445: The First Kill
Wuqing Palace - Outer Palace

Cao Fu made a new cup of fresh tea and handed it over, "Your Highness, try it."

Miao Yuan took it and took a sip. Just as she was about to put it down, she felt her throat was uncomfortable and a little dry, so she finished it all and wanted to have another glass.

When Cangyan saw it, he immediately reached out to take it. Just like usual, there was nothing wrong.

Miao Yuan also naturally handed over the teacup, but when she was halfway through, she suddenly froze.

No, that's not right.

Miao Yuan lowered her eyes, hiding her inner tangled emotions. Cang Yan was about to take it, but Miao Yuan suddenly brushed his fingertips and handed the teacup to Cao Fu, "Pour me another cup."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Cao Fu took the teacup with a smile and poured her a cup of warm fresh tea.

Although the weather has become hotter, the fresh tea brewed with hot tea tastes better and has more flavor, so hot tea is naturally used. But it's night time, so it's okay to drink something hot.

Miao Yuan forced a smile, took the teacup that she handed to her again, and lowered her head.

Cang Yan's hand was stretched out slightly, no one noticed, but his heart was full of holes, like a needle prick. He quietly retracted his hand and clenched his fist, knowing very well that the young prince was distancing himself from him.

Cao Fu didn't understand the change in the atmosphere between them, and foolishly asked Miao Yuan, "Your Highness, what did you say to Miss Yan Yun just now?"

"Nothing," Miao Yuan changed the subject while holding the teacup, "By the way, where is father?"

How come it’s so late and my father hasn’t come back yet?

Cao Fu shook her head and said, "I don't know. How about I go to the front hall and ask Lord Mao Ding?"

Lord Maomachi has been serving His Majesty the King of Hell for many years. If we were to ask who knows His Majesty the King of Hell's movements and whereabouts best, it would definitely be General Hei Chang first, and Lord Maomachi second.

So it was absolutely right to ask Lord Mao Ding. The main reason was that they did not dare to ask General Hei Chang. The general looked like he did not want to be approached by strangers, so they did not dare to approach him.

Miao Yuan suddenly put down the teacup in her hand and said, "You'd better not go. Go get me some hot water. I'm a little tired."

It just so happened that she wanted to take a bath too.

Cao Fu nodded, "Okay, I'll go get some water. Who will go ask His Highness?"

After these words were spoken, both the master and the servant fell silent.

Miao Yuan didn't say anything, and neither did Cang Yan. But Cang Yan could understand what she meant. She wanted him to go.

He felt even more miserable and sad. It turned out that the little princess didn't even want to live under the same roof with him. He really disgusted her.

Cao Fu was looking at Miao Yuan, waiting for her order, when she suddenly saw Cang Yan on the opposite side bowing and leaving.

"The ghost servant will go and ask. The ghost servant will leave."

Miao Yuan responded in a low voice, "Okay, go ahead." Then she grabbed the teacup on the table again, lowered her head in panic and started drinking tea to avoid his sight.

After Cangyan finished his greeting, he looked up at her, only to see her drooping eyebrows and cold eyes, her nose covered by a white cup, nothing else. Cangyan smiled bitterly and walked out.

Just now he was so panicked and afraid that the young prince would punish him, and now he wanted and couldn't wait for the young prince to punish him.

It's better than the feeling of being worse than death now. Unwarranted alienation is far more difficult to accept than justified punishment. One is a hearty physical pain, the other is an endless physical torture.

Cao Fu didn't notice anything wrong between the two of them. After she bowed, she went out to fetch some water.

Your Highness has not been back for a long time. We must bring more hot water so that Your Highness can take a comfortable hot bath.

It would be best if you could collect some nectar, sprinkle some fruit fragrance, and bring some lotion to make the little prince enjoy the bath more happily.

Miao Yuan watched them go out one after another, and then slowly put down the teacup in her hand. Don't blame her, alienation is better than losing your life.

Regardless of whether this matter is true or false, it is always better to nip it in the bud. She also hopes that Cang Yan will not disappoint her expectations of him, otherwise, she will be the first to kill him.

Cang Yan walked towards the front hall, absent-minded all the way, and he didn't even notice when he was almost knocked down by someone. The person who bumped into him was about to apologize, but when he looked up and saw it was him, he snorted coldly, "Hey, isn't this the traitor Cang Yan?"

Cangyan walked forward like a zombie, not caring what the people behind him said.

Behind him, the man was still shouting, "Those who betrayed the clan have no right to stay in our ghost clan hell."

"Be smart and get out of here!"

"That's right. I don't know what tricks he used to make the young prince take pity on him and take him in."

"Bah, disgusting." The other evil ghosts around couldn't help but spit and curse.

Cangyan originally didn't want to hear these words. In the past, he didn't care at all. But he didn't know what happened tonight. The words those people said were like a biting cold wind, piercing into his heart.

"He saw that the little prince was kind-hearted, so he tried every means to stay with the little prince."

"Heh, it's fine if he deceived the little prince, but he wants to deceive us and the ghost tribe again? No way."

"He betrayed the ghost clan once, and he will betray the ghost clan a second time."

"Humph! He will betray the ghost clan and will betray the little prince again. We must not watch the little prince be bewitched by this man."

"Yes, he is definitely not worthy of staying by the side of the little prince!"

I don't know what words hurt him, Cang Yan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he turned around and glared at them, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Huh?" Seeing him like this, the group of people became even more arrogant. "Are you angry?"

The sound of their ridicule grew louder and louder, as if they wanted everyone to hear them, accusing and scolding him.

"What right does a traitor have to be angry?"

"That's right! What right do you have to be angry?"

Cang Yan clenched his fist tightly and stared at the people in front of him who were throwing dirty water at him and scolding him. If eyes could eat people, Cang Yan's bloodthirsty and angry eyes would have eaten them to pieces without leaving any bones.

"He is a traitor. He will never be able to show his worth in this life. He is destined to be a drag on our ghost tribe just like his useless mother."

Cangyan couldn't bear it any longer, so he rushed forward and started fighting with them.

"Don't scold my mother!"

What right did they have to insult his mother? His mother died tragically at the hands of the dragons, and he didn't even see her for the last time. What right did they have to say this about her?
He was a traitor, but his mother was not. His mother protected him and the ghost clan until her death.

These people, talking about his mother, all deserve to die.

Cangyan punched them hard on the nose, eyes, chest, shoulders and necks, one punch after another, each punch heavier and more life-threatening than the last.

However, the evil ghosts around him were not to be outdone. They were outnumbered and beat him up, cursing, "You traitor, what qualifications do you have to shout here!!"

"kill him."

"He must be killed - this traitor."

Cang Yan gradually lost his strength and was surrounded by these people. In the end, he had no strength to fight back and could only lie on the ground weakly, letting those fists rain down on his body, densely packed, every part of his body was bruised and purple, and full of pain.

The night was dim and dark, and the breeze was cool and gentle. He seemed to see his mother, also lying quietly on the ground, unable to fight back, being torn and dragged by those shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

There were pieces of debris everywhere, one piece here and one piece there.

Blood, his eyes were filled with blood. The Dragon Palace was like a deep swamp, a place where people were eaten without leaving any bones.

His mother's body was nowhere to be found.

Now, he is too.

(End of this chapter)