The emperor felt sorry for Xiao Yuchen after all, and now he saw that he had made great progress.
How can I be willing to hit him when it's too late to hurt him?
The prince looked at Xiao Yuchen suspiciously.
"I beg my father to give me a beating so that my son will have a good memory, and also let other brothers learn from the lessons of his son and minister. A king is a king, and a minister is a minister."
Xiao Yuchen is determined to fight today.
Even the prince was moved.
When Xiao Yuchen became stubborn, even ten cows could not pull him back.
The emperor ordered that the staff should be punished for thirty years.
In the open space outside the imperial study room, Xiao Yuchen took off his shirt and lay on the long torture bench.
The guards holding torture sticks on both sides were soldiers he had led before. It was Xiao Yuchen who gave them the opportunity to be promoted and serve in the imperial court.
"His Royal Highness King Huai...his humble position...he is humble and unable to do anything!"
The two guards looked at each other and saw embarrassment and resistance in each other's eyes.
Xiao Yuchen smiled and said, "If you take action, I will feel more at ease. If it were someone else, would you feel at ease?"
The two guards were stunned, that's right!
"I have heard that you are very skilled in beating with the stick. Some of them may appear to be severely beaten, leaving skin and flesh torn, but in fact they can be beaten to the ground within a few days.
"There is another one. It doesn't look like the injury is serious from the outside, but actually the flesh is completely rotten inside. You can't even think of going to the ground in less than three to five months?"
The two guards nodded, but they still couldn't bear it, "Why should the prince suffer this? Even the emperor said, forget it..."
"I can forget it...but the price of forgetting it is that the princess and the prince will be stared at and thought about all day long.
"It's just a beating. If it can make the princess and the prince's life easier, what are you going to do with this?
"Hurry up, the princess is still waiting for me to go back for dinner!"
The two guards spat into their hands and held the torture stick thicker than their arms.
"boom--"
"boom--"
The dull sound of the cane hitting the flesh echoed in front of the palace and lingered in the hearts of the emperor and the prince.
The emperor couldn't bear it, and he refused to go out to see.
The prince was naturally accompanying him in the palace, "Father, please stop fighting... over such a trivial matter! Why have I ever cared about it?"
The emperor waved his hand, "It's rare for him to make progress, and it's rare for him to truly think about others. Let's fight..."
The prince's eyes trembled.
The emperor raised his eyes and looked at the prince, "He used to be arrogant and reckless, doing things regardless of the consequences... I spoiled him rotten.
"You are the prince in my heart, and this has never changed!
"I also asked Master Huiji about the purple energy. Master Huiji said that the purple energy has nothing to do with the establishment of the throne.
"The crown prince is the foundation of the country. You are my eldest son and you were raised by my side. My doting on King Huai has made you feel wronged..."
The prince was shocked when he heard this and fell to his knees, "Father..."
His heart trembled, and his eyes couldn't help but heat up...
Father understands his grievances, so all the grievances seem to be insignificant...or, in other words, more meaningful!
"Get up! You are the prince, show your momentum!" The emperor helped the prince to stand up and patted his shoulder gently.
Sometimes actions speak louder than words.
The prince's heart was shaken.
After the thirty sticks were beaten outside, the prince was the first to rush out of the palace door.
The skin on Xiao Yuchen's back was torn, the blood stained the torture stick red, and blood-red flowers bloomed on the ground.
"A small punishment but a big warning! Why are you so harsh?" The prince roared.
Xiao Yuchen was lying on the torture bench, his handsome and masculine face looking so pale for the first time.
He weakly opened his eyelids and said, "Your Highness, my brother was not sensible in the past. Thank you for not caring about it..."
"Stop talking, you are just too stubborn! It doesn't have to be like this!" The prince squatted in front of the execution bench, looking at Xiao Yuchen's bloody back, his heart trembled.
Xiao Yuchen was carried back.
He just returned to his house.
Most of the eyeliner outside Prince Huai's Mansion has been removed.
The prince returned to the East Palace and sat there for a long time, his heart still trembling.
Xiao Yuchen's torn back seemed to have been in front of him all the time.
"Xiao Yuchen is a good sword, and keeping him will be of great use. As long as he is willing to bow his head and surrender to Gu...
"It is more beneficial to Gu to support him than to suppress him!
"The beating he received today can serve as a warning to all the brothers. Even he, who is most favored by his father, has surrendered to Gu. Who dares to disobey?
"What I really need to guard against is the insidious and cunning villain like the Third Prince!"
After the prince finished speaking, he raised his voice and said, "Call the princess!"
The Crown Princess hurried over to see His Highness the Crown Prince.
"Your Highness..."
"In the future, you should get closer to Princess Hui, win her over, and coax her," the prince said.
The Crown Princess was slightly startled, "But when Prince Huai beat Jie'er..."
"A woman's opinion! What's more important, the children's play? Or is the overall situation more important?"
The prince angrily rebuked, "Xiao Yuchen was reckless and impulsive, but Wen Jin was able to coax him and make him use himself.
"If you could coax Wen Jin, wouldn't you save Gu a lot of trouble?"
The prince looked deeply at the princess.
"If you don't do well, I will call you my concubine..."
The Crown Princess hurriedly said: "I will definitely do a good job!"
"In addition, you have to tell Jie'er not to deliberately provoke Prince Huai when you meet him again. If he is bullied by other children, ask Jie'er to protect him."
The Crown Princess gave him a troubled look.
The prince raised his eyebrows, "Can't do it?"
"I must advise Jier." The princess lowered her eyes and said.
…
Prince Huai's Mansion.
Wen Jin was just "feeling better" today.
According to Xiao Yuchen, someone who was afraid of "not sleeping well" slept soundly for several days.
Wen Jin felt that she might not be so sleepy for ten days and a half.
She was being supported by the maid and was walking in the yard.
Wen Yu ran in crying.
"Aniang! You, go and have a look! Daddy...he is dying!"
Wen Yu finished speaking out of breath and burst into tears.
Wen Jin was stunned by him, "Don't talk nonsense! King Huai is young, has strong martial arts skills, and is in good health..."
As Wen Jin spoke, he followed his son towards the outer courtyard.
She didn't go far when she met someone led by Ji Feng, carrying Xiao Yuchen towards her.
"Princess! Please save the prince!" Ji Feng almost knelt down for her.
Wen Jinxu gave her a hand and looked towards the simple stretcher.
Xiao Yuchen was lying on the board, and the clothes covering his body showed blood stains.
"What's going on?" Wen Jin didn't wait for Ji Feng's answer before getting out of the way, "Carry him in first."
Taking advantage of his injuries, His Highness Prince Huai, who was carried into the Qinghe Residence and was already "in coma"... smelled the familiar fragrance of lotus and could not help but secretly curl his lips.
Xiao Yuchen was carried to the bed.
Wen Jin took off the clothes covering him.
His blood clotted quickly, and the dried blood on his clothes stuck to his flesh. When he peeled it off, the newly scabbed flesh was torn open.
Red blood seeped out instantly.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Daddy, please don't die! I just had a daddy! I don't want anything to happen to you!" Wen Yu opened his mouth and cried.
This child has never cried so much!
Xiao Yuchen was pretending to be comatose, but when he heard his son crying heartbreakingly, he could no longer pretend.
"Yu'er, Yu'er! Dad is fine! He can't die!"
Listening to his son's cry, Xiao Yuchen felt more pain in his heart than on his back, "My dear, don't cry, it just looks scary, but it doesn't hurt at all, really!"
