Feng Heming

Chapter 166 The Cruel Prince

The whip fell on his body without stopping. If outsiders saw it, they would never think that this was his father beating his eldest son.

At least, all the people in Beique Hall were dumbfounded and couldn't react for a while.

The prince was also stunned, but soon the blunt pain in his body brought him back to his senses, and he dodged instinctively.

Chen Xiong didn't expect the prince to dodge for a moment, the whip missed, and after a moment of stunned, he became even more angry.

His temperament has always been domineering, even if this person is his own son, he will not tolerate disobedience, he has already swung his whip, how dare the crown prince hide!

This time Chen Xiong swung his whip even more fiercely. If Chen Xiong just wanted to teach a lesson before, but now he is serious. He has shown his ability to lead troops to fight back then, and the prince can't dodge this time. up.

The prince just suffered a few times, and couldn't help crying out in pain. He had never suffered much, especially when the whip left a bloodstain on his cheek, he screamed loudly.

As the saying goes, you don't slap people in the face. The prince is not only a man, but also the prince of a country. His face was covered with a bloodstain. Everyone in the Beique Palace could no longer sit still, but no one dared to report to the empress or the empress dowager. It's just that there is no one to intercede, and the eunuchs stomp their feet secretly. Lord Yue Lang is not here. Otherwise, if Lord Yue Lang is there, he should be able to persuade His Majesty because he has been helping His Royal Highness speak good things for many days. .

"despair"

Swinging the whip hard, Chen Xiong was so tired that his forehead was sweating, he threw the whip on the ground, and said angrily to the prince who was protecting his head and face: "Nizi, you must remember your identity, you are just a prince, get out, I can't bear even such a little pain, thinking back then I suffered a hundred times more serious injuries than this, and I can't cry like you, what a tiger father!"

Hearing these words, the eunuch's heart trembled, and he secretly glanced at His Highness the Crown Prince, seeing His Highness frowning and closing his eyes in pain, he couldn't see the Prince's expression clearly for a moment.

The crown prince got up with the dull pain in his body, gave a hasty salute, turned around and left.

Chen Xiong was so annoyed by his attitude that he pointed at his back and yelled, "Nizi! Nizi!"

The prince heard the anger behind him, and the dull pain in his body made him stagger a little. He touched the burning wound on his face, his fingers were sticky, and when he took his hands away, he saw the blood on his fingers.

His face was extremely gloomy, with anger in his eyes, he walked to the gate of the palace, and the guards guarding the gate saluted him. One of the guards paused slightly, and he suddenly flew into a rage, thinking that the guards were watching him as a joke.

"bang"

The prince kicked the unsuspecting guard and rolled over. That's not counting, he snatched the spear from another guard, stabbed the rolling guard with a spear, and pulled it out again.

"Uh"

The guard clutched his abdomen in pain, and looked at His Highness the Crown Prince in disbelief. The other guards were also dumbfounded. Two colleagues rushed to see their companion and helped him cover the wound, but blood kept flowing out of the hole. , Soon there was a pool of blood on the ground.

The prince had a gloomy face, and said coldly, "This man bumped into Gu, this is punishment."

"Snapped"

The prince threw the spear in his hand to the ground, walked out of the palace gate, got into his own carriage, and the carriage drove away.

At this time, the leader of the guards on duty growled and ordered someone to invite the imperial doctor from the imperial hospital, but his face was ugly, and the blood had already flowed all over the place. I am afraid that the imperial doctor would not be able to save him.

"Boss, help me take care of my wife and children."

The guard ignored his wound, but slowly stretched out his blood-stained hand, looking at his boss expectantly, his hand trembling in mid-air, his expression filled with endless pleading.

The team leader gritted his teeth, with a trace of cruelty, "I will take care of your wife and children."

The guard slowly closed his eyes, and before he died, there was a hint of gratitude and a bitter smile full of regret.

The prince's behavior in front of the palace gate was seen by the coachman and the guards of the prince's mansion. Everyone knew that the prince must not be provoked at the moment. After leaving the front yard, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

The prince was full of anger, the maid served him tea, he picked up the tea cup and threw it at the maid's head, the tea cup hit the maid's forehead, it was red and swollen, and it was wet from the hair down , The maid was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, even though she was a little uncomfortable being scalded by the slightly hot tea, she still kowtowed desperately.

"If you can't do a little thing well, what's the use of supporting you? Someone, drag her down and stick her to death!"

The prince roared, and the maid was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground and stopped kowtowing, knowing that it would be useless to plead for mercy, she was dragged down like a dead dog by the attendants.

After hearing the news, all the confidantes who rushed over looked at each other, and they all knew that the prince is now a spark, the kind that explodes at one point, and the prince has just returned from the palace, and the bloodstain on his face cannot be seen unless he is blind , Everyone didn't know what happened. They were afraid that if the prince got angry and accidentally provoked him, he would be as unlucky as that maid.

Everyone's footsteps were hesitant, Fang Yan gritted his teeth, he has lost his status recently, if he doesn't win back the prince's favor, he will be stepped on to the top position, he just took a step with his left foot, when he heard a voice beside him .

"Your Highness, you are injured. I will order someone to find a doctor for you." Wu Xiuyuan walked into the hall first, and said as he walked.

Fang Yan saw that Wu Xiuyuan took the lead, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he had to follow Wu Xiuyuan and walked in with the others.

Fang Yan looked at the prince expectantly, hoping that Wu Xiuyuan would end up like that maid if he bumped into the gun.

"It's Ah Wu."

Seeing that there were all his confidants, especially Wu Xiuyuan, who had been relying heavily on him recently, he barely suppressed his anger. Hearing that Wu Xiuyuan was concerned about the wound on his face, he didn't scold him, but instead scolded the left and right, "They're all dead people, they're all motionless, why don't you leave?" Don't serve wine to Gu and you gentlemen?"

Wu Xiuyuan stabilized his mind and heaved a sigh of relief. After passing this test, he also had a clearer understanding of his current position in the prince's heart.

The prince will be more tolerant to those who are useful to the prince.

The doctor came, and the wine was served. The doctor treated the prince's wound, and wanted to persuade the prince not to drink, but he swallowed the words and retreated respectfully.

At this time, the prince had already poured four or five bowls of wine without saying a word, and Wu Xiuyuan and others also drank with him. Everyone has experience, so it is best not to ask why the prince was injured at this time, otherwise there will be no good fruit.

Fang Yan and the others were used to drinking heavily, and became addicted to it. The wine the prince drank was not ordinary. After such a round, everyone except Wu Xiuyuan was a little drunk.

Wu Xiuyuan pretended to be drinking, but he was very restrained. He was afraid that if he got drunk, his thoughts would be exposed. He was a person who blushed when he drank, and his eyes were half blurred. Others couldn't tell whether he was sober.

A dozen or so wine jars had been piled up in the hall, and the air was filled with a layer of alcohol smell. At this moment, the prince threw the empty wine jars on the ground with a bang, his face was red, and he was spraying Smelling of alcohol, he yelled and cursed in a low voice: "Old man! I'm too angry!"

(End of this chapter)