Chapter 2185: Chapter 2185: Get to Work After Eating
“Shut up!”
The Ninth Prince turned his head and scolded the Emperor Zhong.
With such an infuriating mouth, who wouldn’t want to beat him up? If not for the fact that he was his biological brother, he would’ve stomped on him a few tis by now. It was just too aggravating!
Even now, he couldn’t see the reality of the situation—wasn’t that just like him?
“You…”
Seeing the Ninth Prince glaring at him with furious eyes, Emperor Zhong imdiately fell silent.
Right now, he could only rely on the Ninth Prince to draw away these people’s anger so he could escape himself. That had been his plan all along.
But this Ninth Prince never played by the rules. As soon as he arrived, he knelt in front of these people. How was he supposed to fan the flas now? Worse, what if the Ninth Prince tead up with these people to turn against him?
That wasn’t entirely impossible. He knew the Ninth Prince had always disapproved of his ways and often opposed him in the royal court.
“Old Nine, are you eager for my death? Is that why you’re trying to use these people to get rid of ?” Thinking this, he blurted it out loud.
“Let tell you, even if I die, the throne will never be yours. Don’t think you can use them to seize the throne. The court ministers are all my people. They would never let you, soone who caused my death, sit on the throne!”
The Ninth Prince: “!!!”
He truly wanted to know whether, if this Emperor Zhong died, the court ministers would weep for him or secretly go ho, sit down with their families for a good al, drink, and celebrate.
How out of touch with reality could soone be to shalessly spout such nonsense?
“You may rise.”
An Jiuyue cast a calm gaze at the Ninth Prince, signaling for him to stand up.
As for Emperor Zhong, soone so transparent it was laughable, he was beyond saving. Even at this point, he still didn’t know how to beg for rcy and was trying to stir the pot instead.
He didn’t even consider whose temper he was trying to provoke. Did he really think soone beaten to the point of being unrecognizable by even his parents could stoke such a fire?
“Yi Kun, now that you’re full, get to work.” She gave Leng Yikun another command.
“Yes…”
“No need, no need, Sister-in-law. Yi Kun still needs rest. Leave this kind of physically demanding task to .” Before Leng Yikun could even respond, Yuu Rong slamd his chopsticks onto the table with a ‘smack.’
After exchanging a few words with An Jiuyue, he raised a hand to pat Leng Yikun on the shoulder.
“Yi Kun, today’s dishes were truly excellent. Take your ti eating, really—leave the rest to .”
Leng Yikun: “…”
Honestly, there was no need to take it slow. While his health wasn’t the best, he could still handle a bit of work on occasion.
Besides, the task the High Priest assigned was sothing he rather enjoyed.
“If you want to go, then go.”
He thought about the bottle of dicinal pills the High Priest had given him. Perhaps he could let Yuu Rong vent his anger on Emperor Zhong first, then administer the pills before making his own move?
After all, Emperor Zhong really had it coming. Not only had he tried to flirt with the High Priest, but he also wanted to manipulate them and provoke a conflict between the Ninth Prince and them, hoping to benefit as the bystander.
What a delusional fool, thinking everyone but himself was an idiot!
Yuu Rong gave an emphatic nod, then stood up and slowly walked toward Emperor Zhong.
“You… What are you trying to do?”
Seeing Yuu Rong’s wicked grin as he approached, flexing his fingers like soone preparing for a fight, Emperor Zhong imdiately panicked.
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