freenovelworld Chapter 43 Crown Prince Pei Huai-ren goes mad online...
Chapter 43 Crown Prince Pei Huai-ren goes mad online...
Meanwhile, the Imperial Garden features artificial hills and strange rocks, winding paths, red walls and golden tiles, and an antique charm...
It is breathtakingly beautiful, like a fairyland on earth.
Meanwhile, Pei Chuan sat quietly on a bench in the pavilion. He gently picked up his teacup, savoring the aroma of the tea, and then softly asked:
"Did Pei Nanxing send out his own silver-armored soldiers?"
Eunuch Wang bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, as you predicted, Prince Nanxing has indeed led his silver-armored soldiers to the Central Plains to provide support."
"Your Majesty's wisdom is truly remarkable; you resolved this worry without even deploying a single soldier!"
As he spoke, he very naturally picked up the teapot and filled Pei Chuan's empty teacup with tea.
"Hmph..." Pei Chuan didn't speak, but just hummed softly.
He secretly wondered what Pei Nanxing's true intention was in personally leading the silver-armored soldiers to the Central Plains.
Pei Nanxing originally had the opportunity to ascend the throne, but he suddenly gave it up and relinquished the throne to himself.
Now, he neither participates in the power struggles within the palace nor takes sides. Instead, he takes the initiative to go to the Central Plains to provide relief to disaster victims, which is truly puzzling.
Well then, since Pei Nanxing has made his decision, let's see if Yun Jing can successfully resolve this crisis.
If all goes well, then consider Pei Nanxing as having done a good deed. After all, the safety of the people is the most important thing.
At this moment, Crown Prince Pei Huai-ren quickly stepped forward and respectfully greeted the emperor, saying, "May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace. Your son has come to pay his respects and wish Your Majesty good health and smooth sailing in the affairs of the state."
Pei Chuan glanced at him casually, waved his hand dismissively, and said, "Rise, please take a seat!" After speaking, he slowly put down his teacup and raised his eyes to gaze at Pei Huai Ren.
"Thank you, Father Emperor." Pei Huai-ren bowed slightly and sat down on a stool to the side.
Pei Chuan picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then asked casually, "What brings you here today?"
He knew his son's character well; he would only visit him when he needed something.
Upon hearing his father's question, Pei Huai-ren straightened up and said directly, "Father, after careful consideration, I am truly worried that my sixth brother is not capable of shouldering such a heavy responsibility. I am willing to go to the Central Plains to share your burdens!"
In the past two days, he received reports from scouts in the Central Plains that Pei Yunjing had sufficient food and water in the area and was deeply loved by the disaster victims.
How can this be? !
He had secretly instructed officials in the Ministry of Revenue to tamper with the grain to ensure that Pei Yunjing brought a limited amount of it.
According to his calculations, this amount of food would not last long, and Pei Yunjing would inevitably be devoured alive by the starving disaster victims.
Now, Pei Yunjing is not only alive and well, but he is also training troops in the Central Plains and has the support of the Southern Imperial Uncle. If he wins this battle against Aruhan, he will surely be valued by his father!
He absolutely would not allow this to happen...
Pei Chuan hesitated for a long time, then slowly raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a meaningful smile, and slowly said:
"I am very pleased and comforted that Ren'er has such a kind intention. However, the timing is not right!" After saying this, he picked up the teacup again, took a small sip, as if savoring the aroma of the tea.
"The opportunity was not at its best!" These four words struck Pei Huai-ren's heart like a heavy hammer.
He immediately understood the deeper meaning behind his father's words—what were you doing all this time?
Pei Huai-ren's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, but he still suppressed his emotions, gritted his teeth slightly, and respectfully replied:
"What Father says is absolutely right."
"If there's nothing else, then you may leave. I'm feeling a bit tired," Pei Chuan said expressionlessly, his tone revealing a hint of coldness.
"Yes! Father, I take my leave!" Pei Huai-ren quickly stood up, bowed, then turned and left, walking briskly out of the Imperial Garden.
After leaving the palace, he went straight back to the Crown Prince's residence.
Upon entering the study, he could no longer contain his anger. He suddenly drew the longsword hanging on the wall and began to swing it wildly.
Pei Huai-ren had a handsome face, but it also carried a hint of evil. His eyes were wild and uncontrollable, as if they could see into a person's soul.
His black hair fell loosely across his forehead, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, making him look somewhat disheveled. He wore a magnificent brocade robe, but it was now rumpled and open, revealing several scars on his chest.
He swung the black and gold sword haphazardly, its gleaming light contrasting sharply with the ancient books and exquisite writing implements on the bookshelf.
His movements were completely erratic, the tip of his sword slashing wildly in the air, as if venting his anger and resentment.
A deep, cold voice escaped from Pei Huai-ren's thin lips, his narrow eyes filled with gloom:
"The opportunity is out of date! What do you mean by 'the opportunity is out of date'? They're not on my side, they're not on my side!"
He chopped up books, papers, and writing implements, and swept the writing implements from the desk to the floor, leaving the entire study in a mess.
Meanwhile, the servants in the Crown Prince's residence were already used to this. They quietly withdrew, closing the study door behind them, leaving Pei Huai-ren enough space to vent his anger.
He called out again, "Blood Blade, Blood Blade..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a bodyguard appeared silently behind Pei Huai-ren, like a ghost in the night.
His face was hidden in the darkness, except for a scar at the corner of his left eye, which looked like a death rune etched on his face.
The scar extended from the corner of his eye to his cheekbone, slightly twisted, making Blood Blade's left eye appear somewhat narrow and long, and the coldness in his eyes sent chills down one's spine;
He always had a faint smell of blood about him...
"Master, please give your orders..." Bloodblade clasped his hands in a salute.
"Kill Pei Yunjing! Kill him! Kill him!" Pei Huai Ren shouted madly.
He wouldn't allow it; he wouldn't allow anyone else to overshadow him!
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Fast forward to the modern era, the Fu family...
Niannian lay on the bronze mirror, her brows furrowed, her lips pouting, muttering, "Pei Nanxing... why is his name after Mommy's?"
She couldn't understand why her father, Jian Xiaohan, wasn't engraved on the box.
Niannian picked up the sandalwood box with both hands and gently shook it, making a clattering sound.
Hey! There seems to be something inside!
Just then, a strong sense of curiosity welled up inside me. Should I open it and take a look? I'll just take one peek, and then I'll obediently put it back!
Ah!
Just one glance!
She carefully used her small hands to gently pry open the clasp. With a crisp "click," the sandalwood box slowly popped open, and a musty, old woody smell wafted out.
At the same time, some dust drifted out and got into Niannian's eyes. She quickly rubbed them with her little hands, and her vision gradually became clear.
She looked closely...