Would You Like to Have a Drink

Pei Qianxue had never heard Emperor Yuan speak in this tone.

 

Gloomy, passionate, angry, and deeply tired.

 

‘Pei Qianxue’ opened his mouth, “But the Third Prince is innocent, he doesn’t know anything.”

 

“Hahaha, don’t know, good one, don’t know!”

 

In the dark, the emperor laughed loudly, “Such absurd things, can the person involved not know?”

 

Emperor Yuan laughed again, as if muttering to himself, “Yes, he doesn’t know, maybe he really doesn’t know. But what about Zhen? For so many years, has Zhen just been a laughing stock?”

 

For the first time in his life, Pei Qianxue heard this always cold and ruthless emperor speak with undisguised struggle and pain.

 

Pei Qianxue didn’t know how long he had been kneeling. It seemed that his legs were numb from kneeling down.

 

After a long, long time, he finally heard.

 

“Let him go to the border, never to set foot in the Imperial City in this life.”

 

The emperor’s voice was as painful as a tear, “Just as if Zhen never had this child before.”

 

‘Pei Qianxue’ seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, and deeply kowtowed, “Thanking Your Majesty for the great favor.”

 

In the next second, the person on the bed woke up with a start.

 

His lips were pale, his body trembling, was almost dizzy.

 

Pei Qianxue trembled as he got out of bed, almost falling to the ground, “Quick, get my clothes, prepare the carriage, go to Yuchun Palace, go to Yuchun Palace!”

 

He thought back to when Jin Yu had specifically asked him if he had been dreaming.

 

Although it was only a few short sentences, he glimpsed a shocking secret from within.

 

After hurriedly putting on his clothes and getting into the carriage.

 

Listening to the turning wheels, Pei Qianxue’s heart was burning with anxiety.

 

Faster, faster.

 

On the other side, in the sleeping chamber of Yuchun Palace, after Zong Luo asked that question, it fell into a deathly silence.

 

Yu Beizhou’s expression was extremely strange.

 

First, he was shocked, then he was stunned for a moment, and finally, his face was filled with twisted laughter.

 

A low laugh sounded.

 

Then, the laughter grew louder and louder, almost sharp and high-pitched.

 

“Hahahaha…”

 

Yu Beizhou kept laughing.

 

Because he laughed too loudly, he was almost out of breath, and his voice sounded like he was falling into madness, pushing towards the most intense mockery.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

If the previous noise was just a suspicion, then Yu Beizhou’s undisguised laughter now clearly indicated the presence of another person in the sleeping chamber.

 

Someone dared to break into Yuchun Palace?

 

The inner servant guarding the door was uncertain, about to call for the imperial guards.

 

However, the voice of the Third Prince came from behind the door panel, “Don’t panic, it’s okay.”

 

Since the prince had said so, the inner servant calmed down.

 

Thinking of the Third Prince’s martial arts skills, their hanging hearts also fell back, and resumed the observation with head lowered, pretending not to hear the mad laughter.

 

“Come, you come with me.”

 

Yu Beizhou laughed as he reached out and pulled Zong Luo directly out of Yuchun Palace.

 

The prince in white was led to stumble a step, barely stepping on the tiles.

 

The night was deep.

 

The sky tonight was devoid of stars, making it even darker.

 

The entire Imperial City was as quiet as a large tomb.

 

The two of them leap through the deserted Imperial City in the silent night, their inherited Ghost Valley lightness skills were like wild geese, easily flipping through pavilions and towers, and finally lightly landing in the center of the Great Witch Temple, which was engraved with patterns on the floor.

 

At this point in time, the witches in the Great Witch Temple have already gone to sleep.

 

Looking around, in the darkness, the witch temple was like a sleeping beast, opening its bloody mouth.

 

As soon as they landed, Zong Luo shook off Yu Beizhou’s hand, which had been gripping him tightly all the way.

 

Because of the excessive force, this slender wrist was already red, and several times he suspected that this person was going to crush his hand alive.

 

“Yu Beizhou, what are you going mad about again?!”

 

Blown by the cold wind of the night, after asking that question in a hurry, Zong Luo felt as if his heart was covered in lard. Hearing Yu Beizhou’s laughter, he felt annoyed and also a bit angry.

 

“What madness am I in? Hahaha, like. Senior brother, you actually said I like you?”

 

Yu Beizhou was still laughing, laughing until tears came out, gasping for breath, “How could it be, Senior brother, I can’t wait to hate you.”

 

In an instant, he quickly retracted all his laughter.

 

As if the mad laughter just now did not come from his mouth.

 

“Senior brother, you have no idea how much I hate you.”

 

“I wish I could lock your hands and feet, blindfold your eyes, and smash you against the wall.”

 

His words were like soaked in venom, and like the evasion of a stab of a painful foot, annoying, repeating over and over again.

 

“Senior brother, don’t you want to know, the final truth of the previous life, why Emperor Yuan would issue that death decree?”

 

The general in red and white fur put on a malicious smile again.

 

He leaned close to the prince in white and whispered, “Because, Senior brother, Emperor Yuan found out that you are not his biological prince, you have no blood relationship at all.”

 

This past that had been covered up for two lifetimes, Yu Beizhou had prepared a surprise for two lifetimes, to see him walk to the clouds, and then knock him down with a secret.

 

“Everything about you, are like flowers in the mirror, moon in the water.” (TL: Metaphor for something illusory and unreal)

 

“Your affection, glory, all stripped from your own body.”

 

Looking at the suddenly pale face of the prince in white, Yu Beizhou’s mouth curled up into a mad and excited smile to the extreme.

 

Ignoring the pain in his heart when he saw the person’s face in front of him, he let the lingering hatred and pain intertwine, word by word, slowly approaching the final truth.

 

“Do you know, Senior brother. Everything that belongs to you should have been mine. Everything about you.”