Chapter 4 — Against my will, my father became an emperor, and I became a crown prince

I was too lazy to waste words with him, so I turned around and walked towards my heavenly palace.

“Pho Thanh Hoan.”

Murong Hoai's arrogant voice rang out from behind.

"You're not a heartless person either."

"If you really want to continue to stay in the Eastern Palace to serve me, then it's not completely impossible."

"As long as you ask yourself to be a concubine, give the position of concubine to Chi Vu."

I laughed, turning my head to look at him:

“When you shook your head, did your pig ears fan you?”

Murong Hoai was stunned:

“What do you mean?”

The little eunuch behind me was very clever and immediately bowed respectfully:

“Returning to His Highness the Crown Prince, what the Queen Mother meant was…your head is a pig's head.”

Murong Hoai immediately became angry:

"Pho Thanh Hoan, you are so bold! How dare you open your mouth to insult her!"

“You... you...”

He pointed straight at me, so angry that his eyes were filled with smoke.

"Don't think that your father will just casually support you with a few words when you're angry, then you can really use a chicken feather to send him off!"

"I am my father's only child! Even if I am no longer the Crown Prince, it is not yet my turn to be a foreign minister's daughter like you!"

"Dare to call yourself Royal Princess, I see that your people of the Pho family have truly had enough!"

The little eunuch was so scared that he immediately fell silent. I shrugged, completely not paying attention:

“Say it however you want, goodbye, I have to go rest.”

Murong Hoai's face immediately became extremely ugly. He took a step forward and grabbed my arm forcefully:

“Do you still want to rest?”

"You are extremely jealous and dare to oppose the Crown Prince, but you still want to rest?"

He waved his hand:

"Where are you? Escort Miss Fu from the street, kneel in front of her ancestors, and force her to reflect properly!"

The East Palace guards still hadn't received the news, so they immediately rushed in, not knowing whether to live or die, trying to arrest me. The little eunuch panicked and blocked right in front of me:

"Brave! You... how dare you force Her Royal Highness to kneel down the street?"

Murong Hoai laughed coldly:

"Where are you, drag this inner servant who doesn't know whether to live or die and execute him."

That little eunuch looked to be at most only eleven or twelve years old. He was immediately picked up like a chicken by a group of tall, burly guards, with the blade of the blade stubbornly held to his neck. My face immediately changed:

“Mo Dung Hoai, why bother comparing with a child!”

Murong Hoai laughed cruelly:

“A little eunuch, if I want to kill him, I will kill him, what can you do to me?”

He raised his eyebrows with amusement:

“What, want to save him?”

He tilted his chin toward the street. I took a deep breath:

“I can kneel, but have you thought about the consequences of me kneeling today?”

Murong Hoai laughed contemptuously:

"Just a foreign minister's daughter, I'm the king, you're the god, today I just want to punish you by kneeling, what can you do?"

I looked at his arrogant face, suddenly laughed, and nodded:

“Okay, then I will follow your wishes.”

I pulled the little eunuch towards me to protect me, then walked in from the street and knelt down directly. Giang Chi Vu nestled in Murong Hoai's arms, his tone was soft and gentle:

“Sister, it is really wrong for you to talk to His Highness the Crown Prince like that.”

“We marry and follow our husbands, we take the army as our commander, and we become wives and concubines Of course, we must put gentleness first.”

She bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind, and took out a book from her chest:

"Sister, so that you don't make mistakes in the future, I specially brought Nu Tac here for you to study well."

Murong Hoai nodded, extremely agreeing:

"Zhi Vu is very thoughtful, you should copy this book Nu Tok a thousand times and learn the principles inside well!"

I was so angry that I burst out laughing, what a pair of scoundrels. Murong Hoai and Giang Chi Vu left. The little eunuch squatted next to me, sobbing and crying:

“Having left Her Royal Highness the Queen to suffer resentment, what should we do next? The slave can't go out either, there's no way to report to His Majesty..."

I smiled gently:

"It's okay, you go to the mattress and lie down for the night first. Murong Hoai wants to punish me, so I'll let him punish me well."

As long as this price, Murong Hoai can bear it. I silently laughed coldly in my heart.