Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 514 - Difficult to be a Hostage (9)

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Chapter 514 -514 Difficult to be a Hostage (9)

Chapter 514 -514 Difficult to be a Hostage (9)

“Who is that?”

The Third Prince… The original owner of this memory didn’t have this person at all.

“Master, that is His Highness the Third Prince,” Xiao Shanzi said.

“Hmm, be more specific.”

Chuzheng, with her face stiff as a board, was incomprehensible to Xiao Shanzi, who had no choice but to reveal everything he knew.

“The Third Prince’s mother was the late Consort Xiao. Before Consort Xiao bore the Third Prince, she was the most favored before the birth of Princess Yun Lan by the Empress.”

The Third Prince had been wayward since childhood, and as he grew up, while other princes and princesses were studying, he spent his days leading his cohorts in misdeeds outside, and was completely incorrigible.

Later, due to a scandal, Consort Xiao’s maternal family was executed in its entirety.

Out of consideration for Consort Xiao leaving him a son, the Emperor spared both Consort Xiao and the Third Prince.

But Consort Xiao, with her strong character, passed away that very day.

Leaving behind only the young Third Prince.

Since then, the Third Prince’s personality became even more strange.

If there was a ranking for profligates within the Imperial City, the Third Prince would surely be at the top.

About six years ago, the Third Prince beat a minister’s child half to death. In a fit of anger, the Emperor punished him by sending him to the borders.

“It’s said that the Third Prince… spent his days indulging in wine and women at the border. He’s just returned recently. I’ve even heard that as soon as he came back, he beat someone up, and Your Majesty didn’t even summon him for the lantern festival,” Xiao Shanzi spoke with utmost caution.

It was a capital offense to discuss the princes carelessly, if discovered.

“Oh.”

Seeing that Chuzheng did not ask any further, Xiao Shanzi quickly led her back the way they had come.

The Imperial Palace seemed somewhat tense because of the assassin’s incident, with more Imperial Guards than usual.

Perhaps because she felt guilty, Princess Yun Lan did not trouble her during this time of martial law.

However, the King’s Account was unceremonious, sending her tasks from time to time.

Just for the sake of going out and squandering…

She had to scale the wall!

There was no helping it; as a hostage, she was not allowed to leave.

Strictly speaking, she was under house arrest.

To get out, she had the options to either walk out the front door or scale the wall—she chose to scale!

“Master, Master…”

With a whoosh, Chuzheng stuffed something under the bed and straightened out her clothes. Before Xiao Shanzi entered, she kicked the protruding object with her foot, hiding it from view.

“What’s with the frantic behavior?” You startled me!

Xiao Shanzi took a breath, “Did you hear?”

“Hear the devil speak?” Chuzheng walked over to the chair and sat down.

Xiao Shanzi: “…”

His master always managed to occasionally utter something bone-chilling.

And yet he spoke with such seriousness, as if it were really so.

“Princess Yun Lan… Princess Yun Lan got into trouble.”

Chuzheng, propping her elbow on the armrest, circled her forefinger and gently rested her chin on it: “What happened?”

Xiao Shanzi looked around warily.

“Is a ghost following you?” There were just the two of them here, he seemed to be looking for something.

Xiao Shanzi: “…”

He suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

“Master, Princess Yun Lan… was discovered… in her quarters, engaging in indiscretions with a man.”

Princess Yun Lan engaging in indiscretions in her quarters with a man?

That must be fake news, right?

[Miss, this has nothing to do with you, right?] The King’s Account felt that any little thing that happened was the doing of its Miss.

Chuzheng: Am I that kind of despicable person?

[… You are.]

Chuzheng: Bastard, you must believe me, I’m not that sort of person.

[…] The level of trust the King’s Account had in Miss was in the negatives.

After pointless chatter with the King’s Account, Chuzheng asked Xiao Shanzi, “Did she die?”

“…” Xiao Shanzi shuddered, “How could she die? She is Princess Yun Lan.”

The Emperor immediately suppressed the news.

“Who was the man?” I never realized Princess Yun Lan was that desperate.

Xiao Shanzi shook his head.

That, he truly did not know.

Even Xiao Shanzi was unsure about where these rumors came from, anyhow, life in the Imperial Palace continued as usual.

This incident truly had nothing to do with Chuzheng, so she was only listening to some gossip from Xiao Shanzi.

Princess’s Bedchamber.

Princess Yun Lan, dressed only in her undergarments, sat on the bed with an unsightly expression.

There was only one palace attendant serving in the chamber.

“Princess, please have something to eat,” the palace attendant urged.

Princess Yun Lan grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it.

The broth that the attendant was holding scattered on the ground, making a mess.

“Get out!!”

“Your Highness, your health is important,” the attendant bravely said. “If you continue to neither eat nor drink, your body will collapse.”

“I told you to get out!” Princess Yun Lan roared. “Don’t you understand human speech? Get out! Get out!!”

The attendant hesitated, then bowed and left the room.

Just as she reached the door, Princess Yun Lan called her back.

“Your Highness?”

Princess Yun Lan pulled at her, somewhat hysterically. “No one knows about this matter, right?”

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The attendant answered, “Rest assured, Your Highness, the Emperor has taken care of everything.”

Princess Yun Lan let go of the attendant and fell back onto the bed.

Even now, Princess Yun Lan had no idea how the incident had happened.

She had woken up to find herself with a man…

And then discovered by others, the scandal had reached the Emperor of Jin.

What exactly had transpired that night?

And who had the power to send a man into her bedchamber?

Princess Yun Lan tried hard to recall.

But her head ached severely, and she couldn’t focus on the key points.

Her chastity had become ambiguous in such a murky situation…

“Your Highness!”

Chen Fei burst through the door, marching furiously to the desk, snatching the brush from the man’s hand and slamming it onto the desk.

“Why did you lay a hand on Princess Yun Lan?”

“Ah, Chen Fei, look what you’ve done to my painting,” the man lamented with a sigh.

“Your Highness!”

The man lowered his rolled-up sleeves, drew a folding fan from the desk, and opened it with a swish. “Princess Yun Lan was insolent and insulted my mother. What’s wrong with teaching her a lesson?”

Before the incident, he had been ordered to enter the palace.

Where he encountered Princess Yun Lan unexpectedly.

He didn’t have much interaction with this sister.

But it seemed that she didn’t like him very much, stopping him to say this and that.

That would have been fine.

He was magnanimous and didn’t take it to heart.

But she crossed the line when she mentioned his mother and spoke disrespectfully.

Chen Fei knew Consort Xiao was his taboo.

But still…

“Your Highness, do you call this a lesson?”

It was practically an attempt to ruin Princess Yun Lan.

But that wasn’t the point.

Princess Yun Lan was the Emperor’s darling; laying a finger on her was undeniably asking for trouble.

“Oh, it doesn’t count?” The man smirked. “But I’m pleased with it.”

“Your Highness, do you realize, if the Emperor investigates and finds out, all we’ve done will be in vain?”

The man played with his fan, “I know my limits, don’t be so tense.”

Chen Fei: “…”

Where are your limits then!!

You just went ahead and did it without warning.

If it hadn’t been for my timely discovery and handling of the aftermath, who knows if the Emperor would be coming to arrest us by now!

“Your Highness, you mustn’t act rashly again.”

“Mmm, okay,” the man agreed with a smile. “Stop nagging, will you? You sound like an old maid. Throw these paintings out.”

Chen·Old Maid·Fei: “Didn’t you say you wanted to learn, Your Highness?”

“I don’t want to learn anymore.”

“…”

Yesterday it was gardening, today painting, what about tomorrow?

Can’t Your Highness stick to a hobby for once?

Is it fun to make a fuss over us!!