Did The Young Prince’s Kingdom Get Destroyed Today? Chapter 123

The Noble Consort’s face darkened, and she extended her hand toward his mouth. “Spit it out.”

The little one hesitated for a moment before spitting out the pill.

The Noble Consort: “???”

Her eyes narrowed, and in a cold voice, she warned, “I’m going to count to three. You’ll suck on the pill and spit out the candy. One, two—”

Before she could even say “three,” the little one obediently spat out the candy.

Afterward, she fed him the pill again.

“Alright, I’m watching you suck on this pill,” she said, dismissing Ji Yan and holding the little one in her arms to ensure he didn’t spit it out again.

Ji Yan had a high status in the palace. Even some of the less favored or lower-ranked concubines treated her with utmost respect.

Despite her status, she had never abused her power, always conducting herself with dignity.

With Ji Yan managing Fenghua Palace, no major troubles had ever arisen there over the years.

Once Ji Yan had left, the Noble Consort didn’t have it any easier.

The little one in her arms was full of tricks, claiming to be thirsty one moment, hungry the next, and then saying he needed to use the bathroom.

The Noble Consort looked down at the fidgeting boy in her arms, showing no intention of giving in.

“The kitchen is already preparing your meal, and they’re cooling some water for you.”

“As for the bathroom, you’ll have to wait a bit longer.”

After raising him for so long, the Noble Consort knew better than to believe—

A boy who had just eaten, drank, and used the bathroom wouldn’t be dying of hunger, thirst, or desperation within a few minutes.

The little one, meanwhile, squirmed in her arms, his chubby hands grabbing at her, his plump little bottom wriggling restlessly.

With the pill still in his mouth, his speech was garbled, but he persisted, “Mother, my tummy hurts. I need to go potty.”

The Noble Consort touched his belly, finding no signs of any discomfort.

“Hold it for a bit longer.”

“I can’t hold it anymore!”

The two of them stared at each other for a moment, but in the end, the Noble Consort didn’t budge. Meanwhile, the little one, with his pained expression, managed to hold on for a while longer.

Once the pill had fully dissolved, the little one’s toothache was gone, though his face was twisted in bitterness.

The Noble Consort checked his teeth and finally gave him a cup of plain water to drink.

As for the candy in his pockets, it was all confiscated.

The Noble Consort issued a strict order: “From today onward, no one is allowed to give him any sweets or overly sugary foods.”

Once the order was given, everyone in Fenghua Palace adhered to it strictly.

Deprived of his candy, the little one looked up at the Noble Consort with pleading eyes, begging, “Just a little bit, please?”

“Not even a little.”

The Noble Consort was resolute in her decision, “Be obedient. Once your teeth are better, you can have some later.”

She was making a promise to him for the future, but the little one was sharp enough to question it. “How many days is ‘later’?”

This little one, already counting the days.

The Noble Consort wiped his mouth and deftly deflected the question. “In a few days, that’ll be ‘later.'”

The little one wanted to ask for an exact date, but the Noble Consort quickly diverted his attention.

“What did you mean earlier about the Fifth Princess? What does she think?”

“Fifth Sister asked me to tell you.”

The little one’s attention was successfully shifted as he hugged the Noble Consort’s hand and frowned. “Consort Shu isn’t good to Fifth Sister. Fifth Sister is her child, but she doesn’t love her.”

Hearing this, the Noble Consort paused, concerned that the little one might start thinking of other things. She spoke softly, “Little Seven, your mother, Consort Xi, she loved you too.”

Consort Xi had passed away, so there was no way to confirm this, but even without knowing for sure, the little one felt happy to hear it.

He was a child filled with abundant love.

“When this is over, Consort Shu will no longer be allowed to raise the Fifth Princess. Are there any concubines in the palace without children?”

“I’ll keep an eye out and see who would like to take care of the Fifth Princess.”

The Noble Consort had never considered taking on the responsibility of raising the Fifth Princess herself. With little Seven already keeping her busy, she felt overwhelmed. Apart from his cute face, there was nothing particularly well-behaved about him.

Her energy was entirely spent on this one child, and even that felt insufficient.

“Mother, find a good consort to take care of Fifth Sister.”

“I’ll do my best.”

As the Noble Consort spoke with the little one, he gradually forgot about the issue with the candy.

Perhaps because of the shock from earlier that afternoon and the ordeal with the medicine, the little one started yawning.

After several yawns, his small face visibly showed signs of exhaustion.

The Noble Consort gently patted his back, coaxing him to sleep.

Once the little one fell asleep, the Noble Consort got up and instructed Cui Xi to stay behind and look after him, while she left the palace.

The little one, having skipped his nap, slept soundly, but outside, a commotion erupted. The person who had come to silence Xiao Yinzi had been caught and restrained.

Xiao Yinzi, terrified as he faced his would-be assassin, trembled in fear. While still shaken, he heard that the person who had posed as the ghostly figure earlier that morning had died.

Upon hearing this news, his eyes went blank.

Ji Yan had someone press on his philtrum to bring him back to consciousness.

Once revived, Xiao Yinzi sobbed and cried out for his brother…

The situation with Xiao Yinzi alarmed Emperor Ling, the Empress, and the Noble Consort, all of whom came to investigate.

Consort Shu, however, did not come.

In her own palace, she had already heard that her plan had been exposed.

She slumped into her chair, gripping the armrests tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief. “How could it have been discovered? It’s impossible!”

She had been extremely careful with the Xiao Yinzi matter, convinced that no one could have found out.

Consort Shu prided herself on her cautiousness and couldn’t accept this outcome. Her usually graceful face alternated between pale and flushed.

“Niang Niang, what do we do? Xiao Yinzi will definitely confess. He’ll reveal everything he knows.”

“So what if he talks? Isn’t that what you’re here for?!”

Despite the situation, Consort Shu forced herself to stay calm and quickly devised a plan. “From the beginning to the end, everything with Xiao Yinzi was your doing. You were jealous that Consort De had a child while our palace only had an ungrateful princess, so you did these things to frame Consort De.”

Her loyal servant stood there, dumbfounded by Consort Shu’s plan.

“Do you understand?! You must take responsibility for this. Admit to everything, and I promise that your family will live in wealth and luxury!”

“If you don’t confess, even if I fall, my family will not spare you. Taking your entire family’s lives would be an easy task for them.”

Consort Shu’s blatant threat drained the color from her servant’s face.

“Niang Niang, I—”

The servant tried to beg for mercy, but Consort Shu refused to listen.

Their commotion startled Ling Ning, who had just been passing by. Frightened, she quickened her pace, trying to return to her small room.

She hadn’t gone far when Consort Shu spotted her. “Stop right there!”

Ling Ning, always hypersensitive to her mother’s commands, froze on the spot, too terrified to move.

Consort Shu quickly approached her, eyes fixed on her daughter. “Was it you?”

Ling Ning’s small face was filled with fear as she frantically shook her head.

“Slap!”

The sound of a heavy slap echoed through the room, and Ling Ning’s face swelled immediately.

Consort Shu, eyes red with fury, glared at her own daughter with hatred. “It must have been you. You heard what I said this afternoon, didn’t you?!”

Her mind working fast, Consort Shu quickly pieced things together. Over the years, she had done many things in secret, but nothing had ever gone wrong. So now, with her plan unraveling, she immediately suspected her daughter.

The matter with Xiao Yinzi had been discussed in Ling Ning’s room earlier that day.

“You wretched child! You were born to ruin me!”

“I am your birth mother, and yet you dare to betray me like this?! Heartless little thing! I should never have given birth to you!”

Convinced that it was her daughter who had leaked the information, Consort Shu cursed her, wishing Ling Ning would die.

In the past, no matter how angry Consort Shu got, she would never leave visible marks on Ling Ning’s face.

But this time, her rage was real.

Ling Ning was knocked to the ground, clutching her cheek, too terrified to utter a word. As always, she silently endured her mother’s wrath.

Although she was silently enduring, a new hope began to form in her heart.

Perhaps soon, she wouldn’t have to suffer these beatings anymore.

Consort Shu was still fuming, but the emperor’s guards had already arrived at the door.

She was summoned away.

Ling Ning watched her mother’s retreating figure, fully aware of the consequences she was about to face, but she felt no concern for her.

With a swollen cheek, she got up from the floor and returned to her small room.

Once inside, she carefully retrieved some ointment and gently applied it to her face.

The ointment, given to her by Shui Shui, was very effective.

Ling Ning meticulously applied the ointment and then stared at her reflection in the mirror for a long time. Thankfully, this injury would fade in a few days.

While Ling Ning sat alone in her small room, the little one in Fenghua Palace was sound asleep in his bed.

Ling Fu, who had been caught sneaking snacks, was now running laps in the courtyard.

Consort Ru had locked the palace gates and was sitting in the courtyard, supervising the chubby boy’s exercise to help him lose weight.

Each of the three children was occupied with their own activities, far removed from the affairs of the adults.

No one knew how much time had passed, but the matter outside had been resolved.

A servant from Consort Shu’s palace was beaten to death with a staff, and Consort Shu was demoted to a lower rank, becoming Concubine Shu, and confined to a small, remote palace no different from the Cold Palace.

Consort De, who had been falsely accused, was reinstated to her former position and allowed to return to her palace.

The resolution of the matter took quite some time, so when the little one woke up, the Noble Consort was nowhere to be seen.

Dazed and confused, he shook his little head and called out, “Mother.”

After his second call, Cui Xi approached him, gently reassuring, “Little Highness, Her Majesty has some matters to attend to and hasn’t returned yet.”

“Shall I help you get dressed and get out of bed?”

“Okay.”

The little one, knowing that the Noble Consort had not returned, obediently sat on the bed and stretched out his small hands, allowing Cui Xi to help him dress.

“Cui Xi, is Little Seven being good?”

“Little Highness, you are the best.”

At that moment, the young prince was indeed very well-behaved, letting Cui Xi dress him, put on his shoes, and wash his face without any fuss.

Originally, Cui Xi had been an unnoticed third-class maid, but due to her care for the little prince, she had now been promoted to first-class.

“Since I’ve been so good, can I have a candy? I won’t tell Mother.”

The little prince hugged Cui Xi, whispering his request.

Cui Xi hugged him back and carried him into the outer room. “Little Highness, I don’t have any candy, but I did make you some rabbit-shaped buns in the kitchen.”

Cui Xi was skilled with her hands and often made beautifully shaped pastries and buns.

The little one looked at the rabbit-shaped bun, took a bite, and said, “It’s savory!”

The rabbit bun was filled with chopped green onions, giving it a salty flavor.

Although he was a bit disappointed that it wasn’t sweet, the little one still happily ate several of the savory rabbit buns.

Cui Xi continued to look after the little prince with great care. After he finished his meal, she stayed with him, reading books and helping him practice his calligraphy by writing two sheets of characters.

With Cui Xi by his side, the little one waited patiently for the Noble Consort to return.

By the time she did return, the sky outside had already turned dark.

Seeing the little one practicing his calligraphy, the Noble Consort walked over, held his hand, and had him sit with her to eat a little more.

“Little Seven, tonight you’ll go sleep with your father. He’s probably in a bad mood, so stay with him.”

After today’s palace drama, Emperor Ling was feeling even more irritable. He detested the schemes and intrigues of the harem.

The little one blinked, agreeing immediately.

With just one blink, the Noble Consort knew exactly what little plan he was hatching.

The Noble Consort chuckled inwardly—she hadn’t told him yet, but she had already spoken with Emperor Ling. Even if the little one went to him, there would be no candy reward.

“Mother, I’m off now!”

The little one, all packed up at Fenghua Palace, headed straight to Chengming Hall to sleep with Emperor Ling.

Upon arriving, he ran straight to Emperor Ling, pitifully complaining, “I had to take a very bitter pill today!”

Emperor Ling responded with a simple “Mm,” and then took out an identical pill from the bedside.

“I have one here too.”

As he held out the pill, the little one’s expression changed, and he immediately turned to run away.

But Emperor Ling was quick, grabbing him before he could escape. “Why are you running? Didn’t we agree you’d sleep here tonight?”

“Your mother specifically reminded me that you need to take one of these pills before bed.”

The little one refused, “No.”

He wore a fierce little expression, “If I have to take another bitter pill, I’m going to be really mad!”

Emperor Ling raised an eyebrow, “Oh? And what happens when you’re mad?”

The little one thought hard, but realized that even when he got angry, he couldn’t stop his parents from making him take the medicine.

Thinking of the bitter taste, he resorted to his final trick, “If I get mad, the consequences will be serious!”

“Oh really? How serious? Tell me.”

“Super serious.”

The little one tried to scare his father, “I won’t eat anything and starve myself!”

Emperor Ling: “…”

Emperor Ling didn’t believe him.

Though doubtful, Emperor Ling still gave the fierce little face some respect.

“Alright, you’ve really scared me.”

But as he spoke, Emperor Ling casually picked the little one up and popped the pill into his mouth.

The little one: “!”

He felt completely disrespected!

He tried to spit it out, but even his usually doting father had turned cold like his mother.

“I don’t need the medicine! My teeth aren’t bad!”

Forced to take the medicine, the little one grew desperate and outright denied having any dental issues.

Breaking free from Emperor Ling’s grip, he spat out the remaining bit of the pill and began running in circles around the room.

Emperor Ling, barefoot, chased after him.

The two of them—one big, one small—running and chasing around the room, created a scene that lacked any imperial decorum.

But neither of them cared about decorum at this moment. After a long chase, Emperor Ling finally caught the little one and gave him a light smack on the bottom.

Their antics brought a smile to Lu Guang’s face, who had been watching. Before the little one arrived, Emperor Ling had angrily smashed two cups in Chengming Hall.

His mood had been volatile and irritable, easily aggravated by the schemes of the consorts.

Fortunately, the little one came and brought some much-needed distraction.

After playing with him, though tired and exhausted, Emperor Ling found that much of his frustration had quietly dissipated.

They both laid down on the large bed, and Emperor Ling sighed, pressing his fingers to his temples.

The little one, too, had worn himself out. He sprawled on the bed with his little arms and legs spread wide, resembling a salted fish that had lost all its dreams.

The little “salted fish” heard a sigh and rolled over.

He flipped over onto his father, holding his little face and asking, “Daddy, are you mad at me? I did take the pill!”

“You took the pill, but you tired me out so much that now I need medicine too.”

Emperor Ling pinched the little one’s cheek with some exasperation and pulled him into his arms.

After witnessing all the schemes and plots of the concubines, Emperor Ling increasingly felt that the little one he had personally raised was pure and innocent.

“Daddy isn’t tired.”

The little one snuggled up to his father, clutching his father’s clothes with his small hands, his voice soft as he tried to comfort him, “I’m not mad at Daddy anymore.”

“You’re not mad at me right now, but when it’s time to take your medicine again, you’ll be mad at me.”

The little one, caught in the truth, immediately fell silent.

As they continued to talk quietly, just as the little one was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, Emperor Ling suddenly asked, “Little Seven, Daddy’s love for you has brought you a lot of trouble. Do you ever think that Daddy’s love is a bad thing?”

Hearing this, the little one’s eyes widened in surprise.

He was suddenly wide awake. “Daddy’s love is not bad at all! Never!”

He was small, but not foolish. Daddy’s love for him—he would never think of it as a bad thing!

“Bad people want to hurt me, but that’s not Daddy’s fault.”

For a boy who had been educated, his reasoning was impressive. He seriously explained to Emperor Ling, “There are also lots of people who don’t want to hurt me. The people who do are just bad by nature!”

The little one’s words even had Emperor Ling unknowingly persuaded.

“That’s right.”

In the end, Emperor Ling nodded. “I’m not just your father, I’m also the emperor of Qi Dynasty. They know I love you, yet they still try to harm you. They’re not just hurting you—they’re disrespecting me.”

The little one: “…”

“Uh?”

Emperor Ling’s eyes darkened, and he seemed to come to an even firmer conclusion. “They must think I’m weak, and their thoughts have become corrupted.”

The little one: “…”

He remained speechless, feeling like the conversation had taken a different direction than he expected.

After finishing his words, Emperor Ling didn’t lower his head to discuss further with him.

“That’s enough, Little Seven. Time to sleep.”

Though Emperor Ling’s eyes remained serious, his mind seemed to settle after some sort of realization.

“Close your eyes and sleep well.”

Seeing that the little one’s eyes were still open, Emperor Ling simply reached out his large hand and covered the little one’s beautiful eyes.

The little one wasn’t too happy about having his eyes covered and kicked his legs in mild protest.

But Emperor Ling didn’t let go, and eventually, the little one drifted off to sleep with his eyes covered.

Once the little one had fallen asleep, Emperor Ling removed his hand and gazed down at his little face.

Even in his sleep, the little one’s face remained beautiful.

He was the most handsome child in the entire palace. In fact, there probably wasn’t a child in all of Qi Dynasty who could match his looks.

Emperor Ling had always been someone who valued appearances. When he decided to raise the little one himself, his little face had definitely played a part.

He reached out and gently touched the little one’s cheek.

Even if this face were to lose its beauty someday, Emperor Ling thought, he would never allow anyone to bully him.

That night, the little one occasionally smacked his lips in his sleep, as if he were dreaming of eating candy.

He slept soundly through the night, and the next morning, after being given his medicine, he was sent out to play.

Consort Shu had already been confined.

The Fifth Princess was still living in her own quarters, not yet knowing who would take care of her.

She was still young, and Emperor Ling certainly wouldn’t let her live alone.

The little one went to find her with Ling Fu, originally intending to comfort and accompany her, but when he arrived, he noticed her cheeks were swollen.

Her right cheek looked worse than it had after the initial beating.

But Ling Ning, with experience, reassured them, “It looks bad today, but by tomorrow it’ll be better.”

The little one hugged his Fifth Sister with a pained expression, saying, “Fifth Sister, it’ll be better soon!”

No one would ever hurt her again!

The Noble Consort had promised to help find a new mother for Ling Ning, and she had indeed followed through.

The consort chosen to raise Ling Ning didn’t have a high rank.

Among the higher-ranked consorts, Consort De already had the Fourth Prince, Consort Ru had the Sixth Prince, and Consort Mei, with her aloof beauty, had no interest in raising a princess.

After surveying the options, the Noble Consort requested a favor from Emperor Ling to promote Concubine Meng, a woman known for her kindness and love for children, and allowed her to raise the Fifth Princess.

Concubine Meng was like a ghost in the palace—quiet, non-confrontational, and never involved in conflicts.

The Fifth Princess had already interacted with Concubine Meng before, and the choice was actually in line with the princess’s own wishes.

The Fifth Princess got her new mother, and on the first night they stayed together, Consort Meng held her in her arms and personally put her to bed.

Within just a few days, the princess’s face visibly regained its healthy glow.

Sincerely, she thanked the little one, “Little Seven, thank you, and please thank the Noble Consort.”

She was now getting along well with Consort Meng.

Consort Meng was patient and warm-hearted, and the princess had come to like her very much.

Seeing his sister happy, the little one was genuinely glad as well.

As they played together, Ling Fu suddenly remembered something: “We haven’t seen Goudan for the past two days. Should we go visit him? I heard he’s leaving soon.”

Upon hearing that Goudan was about to leave, the little one quickly ran off.

When he arrived, Goudan was still busy working.

The little one walked up to him and had just said a couple of words when he looked up and saw Shikong.

Shikong’s current situation was rather awkward.

Not long ago, he had tacitly acknowledged the presence of an evil spirit in the palace, even speaking such words aloud himself.

It was precisely because of his statements and attitude that others believed the palace truly harbored something sinister.

The truth has now come to light; it was someone pretending to be a ghost, which naturally left Shikong in an awkward position.

The little one looked at Shikong, but he didn’t see any awkwardness or discomfort on Shikong’s face.

Shikong’s expression was calm, as if he wasn’t the one caught up in a crisis of trust.

The little one didn’t really want to talk to him, but seeing Shikong staring at him, he couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you staring at me?”

They weren’t even close.

Shikong had suffered quite a few losses, openly and secretly, when dealing with the little one. He even gave away the temple’s treasured artifact, but Emperor Ling’s attitude toward him remained cold and indifferent.

Shikong had entered the palace with the intention of discussing the spread of Buddhism with Emperor Ling.

But now, Emperor Ling couldn’t even be bothered to look at him.

The previous emperor was obsessed with Buddhism, and the empress had also worshiped Buddha for many years. Most of the people in the Qi Dynasty were devout Buddhists.

Even Emperor Ling had once been a believer.

But now, it was clear that he no longer believed and was growing impatient.

Shikong glanced at the young culprit not far away and said faintly, “Seventh Prince, my predictions have never been wrong.”

“You are not from this place and should not get too involved in its karma.”

Even now, Shikong maintained his lofty, Buddha-like demeanor.

The little one snorted, unimpressed by his attitude.

“You can’t even speak properly.”

The little one puffed out his cheeks and said, “Zai Zai can’t even understand what you’re saying.”

Shikong pressed his lips together and turned to leave.

As he walked away, the little one whispered to Goudan behind his back.

He even taught Goudan a few idioms: “That sanctimonious bad monk, he’s no good at all. He wants to harm Zai Zai.”

Goudan had once held some respect and goodwill toward Shikong, but after befriending the little one, he had heard no shortage of bad things about Shikong from him.

The little one was quite good at spreading his own brand of “brainwashing.”

As soon as the little one finished talking bad about Shikong, Goudan would nod seriously in agreement.

Whether Shikong’s appearance had changed or the little one’s brainwashing was too effective, Goudan now found Shikong’s face distinctly unpleasant!

He even thought to himself, if his estranged father were like Shikong, he’d definitely turn around and run away.

The group of children gathered around, talking bad about Shikong.

After a while, the little one remembered the important issue. “Goudan, when are you leaving? Can’t you stay?”

Goudan shook his head vigorously.

“I’m leaving soon. I don’t think I’ll stay.”

Life at the temple was hard, but at least he could fill his belly.

If he stayed in the palace, he could also fill his belly, but he’d have to become a eunuch.

Goudan shook his head firmly, unwilling to stay.

The little one looked at him with eyes full of regret and reluctance.

“Your Highness, if you want to play with me, you can come to Guanghua Temple in the future.”

Goudan invited him, “When you come, I’ll take you to play in the back mountain. We can avoid Master Shikong.”

“Mm! I’ll definitely come.”

As the children were about to part ways, the little one thought of Goudan’s future and hesitated.

In the prediction, Goudan was killed because he sought to reconnect with his family.

Now that Goudan no longer liked Shikong, thanks to the little one’s influence, he wouldn’t try to reconnect.

Logically, Goudan shouldn’t die.

If Goudan didn’t die, it wouldn’t matter if Shikong returned to the temple.

Little Uncle was already gathering evidence, and sending Shikong back to the temple would only delay his punishment.

But despite these thoughts, the little one still felt uneasy.

He grabbed Goudan’s hand and made another prediction.

Quickly, the vision appeared.

In the vision, there was still blood everywhere.

Goudan was lying in a pool of blood, and this time, the one who killed him was Shikong.

Shikong, who constantly chanted “Amitabha,” showed no mercy when it came to killing.

In the bloody scene, Goudan’s eyes were filled with shock.

He clutched his wound, his voice breaking: “The Little Highness said you were a bad monk, and you really aren’t a good person.”

He stared at Shikong, still not understanding: “Why did you kill me?”

He had always listened to His Highness and stayed away from Shikong.

So why did Shikong want to kill him?

Shikong listened to his question and replied coldly, “Without me, there would be no you. You came into this world because of me, and now you leave because of me. I am not bound by karma.”

His words were quicker for Goudan to understand than for the little one.

Goudan made a disgusted expression.

“So, you’re my father. My mother, such a good person, was deceived by scum like you!”

“Shikong, do you think killing me will allow you to live in peace?”

Goudan’s tone showed no affection for his father, only hatred. “If you hadn’t killed me, I wouldn’t have known this secret, and it wouldn’t have affected you.”

“But now that you’ve killed me, don’t expect this to end well!”

Goudan’s threat didn’t cause Shikong’s expression to change in the slightest.

He only said flatly, “Only those who stay silent forever can keep a secret.”

So, he hadn’t done anything wrong.

Seeing Goudan die again in his vision, the little one was on the verge of breaking down.

He called out to Ah Wu, “Ah Wu, Goudan has died again!”

During this time, Ah Wu had done a lot, investigating many things and arranging people to begin a large-scale “exposure” of Shikong.

Shikong was a famous figure, and everything he had done was now documented. Soon, it would all be released.

Ah Wu wanted to destroy Shikong’s reputation before ending his life.

In Ah Wu’s view, the method of death he arranged was the best way to deal with someone like Shikong.

“Zai Zai, don’t worry.”

Ah Wu’s low voice sounded, calming the little one. Hearing Ah Wu’s voice really helped him settle down.

“I will have someone protect Goudan. I won’t let him be killed.”

Ah Wu comforted the little one, and soon enough, the little one was comforted.

After being soothed, the little one suddenly asked, “Ah Wu, is your life hard?”

Ah Wu never talked about his family or his situation, but even if he didn’t say anything, the little one had his suspicions.

He suspected that Ah Wu must have had a difficult life as well.

“Ah Wu, when I get a bit older, I’ll come see you, okay?”

Ah Wu had visited him, but he had never visited Ah Wu.

He didn’t know where Ah Wu lived, but he wanted to find him.

“When you’re older, I’ll come and get you.”

Ah Wu always responded to the little one’s words.

After talking for a while, the little one seemed to have recharged and was full of energy again.

Ending the prediction, the little one patted Goudan on the shoulder and solemnly reminded him, “You need to stay far away from Shikong, okay? He’s really bad.”

“Mm-hmm, I know.”

Goudan responded seriously, “I’ll definitely stay far away from him!”

After they finished talking, they cherished the time they had left and played together.

Once Goudan left, who knew when they would meet again?

The group of children played wildly all afternoon. the little one searched the whole palace for sweets but couldn’t find any. In desperation, his little mind started working faster than usual.

“Goudan, Sixth Brother, do you know where we can find honey?”

The Fifth Princess had gone back to the palace after playing for a while.

Now, it was just the three of them.

With no sweets to be found, the little one set his sights on honey.

Honey was sweet and could be used in water or spread on pastries—it was both tasty and delicious.

He wanted honey, but Goudan and Ling Fu exchanged glances and tried to dissuade him.

But after all, they were still children, and they didn’t think as deeply as adults.

Under the little one’s pitiful pleading, Goudan’s heart softened first.

“I, I saw a beehive a few days ago.”

“Where?!”

The little one’s eyes lit up, and he eagerly asked Goudan, “Is there honey in the hive?”

“Yes, there’s honey. I saw it.”

Goudan had seen the beehive and confirmed that there was honey inside, but he was still hesitant. “Bees sting people, Your Highness. Maybe we shouldn’t eat the honey.”

“I want it, I want it!”

The little one couldn’t handle adults, but getting Goudan to agree was a breeze.

He pleaded softly and sweetly with Goudan, and before long, Goudan gave in.

“Alright, I’ll take you. But you stay far away, and I’ll get the honey for you.”

Goudan, being loyal, took the responsibility himself.

The little one and Ling Fu followed him.

Before they went to find the beehive, Goudan tried to convince the little one and Ling Fu to stay behind.

Goudan wasn’t comfortable with them coming along and wanted them to wait.

But both the little one and Ling Fu insisted on going with him.

Left with no choice, Goudan led them.

The beehive Goudan found was in a remote corner. He had been observing it for a while and noticed that the location of the hive was very tricky.

If someone passed by, they wouldn’t even notice the hive.

And the grass around the hive was taller than the little one.

The hidden guards, watching the little prince crawling into the grass, assumed he was playing a game.

They had seen him play this kind of game before, crawling in and out of the grass.

But to their surprise, moments after the little prince crawled in, he came running out, screaming.

The Sixth Prince and the little monk were also running behind him, but the one screaming the loudest was their little prince.

One of the guards, with sharp eyes, focused on the scene and, in the next second, his expression changed.

D*mn.

A swarm of bees wasn’t chasing after the little monk and the Sixth Prince—it was targeting the little prince alone!

The guards quickly leaped forward to shield the prince from the bees.

One of them even tried to pick the little prince up and run, but to his surprise, despite the little prince’s screams, his short legs were running quite fast.

He couldn’t even catch the little prince.

Having been stung by the bees, the little one ran in panic.

He didn’t know how far he ran, but eventually, he bumped into Shikong.

He looked up at Shikong, then quickly scrambled up Shikong’s body, using him as a shield against the bees.

Shikong didn’t see any bees—only the little prince’s already swollen face.

His heart sank—

Was this little prince going to accuse him again?

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