Chapter 19 Princess × Fake Prince (1)
"Have you heard that His Highness the Crown Prince is not the Emperor's biological child?"
"Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise it would be unimaginable to become an emperor in the future."
"If you're not the Emperor's biological child, then what?"
"It seems that the queens of the two countries lived together in the summer resort after they became pregnant and gave birth to their children at the same time. The wet nurse carried the wrong baby."
"The real Crown Prince..."
"I heard that he drowned when he was two years old."
"You maids are not going to work, so you are just talking here."
As soon as Caiyun's loud voice came out, the group of maids who had gathered together immediately dispersed.
"Princess, look at them, how kind His Highness the Crown Prince is to them on weekdays. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin."
Caiyun turned sideways and complained to the person behind her.
The girl has bright eyes and white teeth, and a thinly disguised peach face. She is wearing a big cloak and has fair skin. The tassel on her head sways slightly with the steps of her master. There is also a hand stove in her arms.
"What are you arguing with them about? They are just telling the truth! It's time to change the names in the future, otherwise people will be careful."
"I know I was wrong, princess." Caiyun curled her lips. Although she was very unconvinced, she didn't want to cause trouble for the princess and the others.
Since the death of the Queen, they have been walking on thin ice in this palace.
A few days ago, the Emperor sent His Royal Highness to prison under an imperial edict, and everyone in the government and the public knew about it.
There was thick snow in the back garden, and Ye Nanzhi stepped on it and wet the edges of her shoes.
"Let's go see my brother." It's cold in winter, and we don't know when we will be released.
"Yes, princess."
The colorful clouds opened their umbrellas, and the snow in the sky fell, and soon only a piece of white remained.
The two figures in the snow slowly disappeared.
"See you, princess." The feet of the soldiers guarding the prison door were covered with thick snow.
"Everyone, get up! I'm just here to see my brother."
The brother Ye Nanzhi mentioned was of course the former Crown Prince and the male protagonist of this world, Song Huaizhi, but his current name is Ye Cian.
There are floors in the prison, and the prisoners are more important the further down they go. Ye Nanzhi only saw Ye Cian when he reached the bottom.
Ye Nanzhi could see the head of the dark and narrow cell through the iron door at a glance. There was a straw mat on the wooden bed, with a tattered quilt on top, and nothing else.
Ye Ci was nestled in the corner, looking lonely and desolate, not even remotely like a prince.
"elder brother."
The person on the bed turned his head when he heard the familiar voice, and Ye Nanzhi's tears fell instantly.
Ye Cian quickly stood up and walked to her, teasing her, "Brother's little crybaby really deserves his reputation."
Across the iron gate, Ye Cian wiped the tears from her face and said, "Stop crying, my brother will feel bad if you cry again."
"Don't worry, brother, you will be able to leave here soon, but you still have to suffer in this prison for a few days."
Ye Nanzhi remembers the growth point of the male protagonist very clearly. In two or three days at most, people from the Chu Kingdom will come to take him back. Once in Chu Kingdom, he can continue to be his prince.
Ye Cian didn't care at all about his situation, but when he touched Ye Nanzhi's cold fingers, he frowned and looked at Caiyun behind her with dissatisfaction.
"Slave..."
"Brother, don't blame Caiyun. It was me who had to drag her to see you. The hand stove would make her cold when she went out. But I'm not cold at all."
Ye Nanzhi retracted his hand, and the delicate bridge of his nose had already turned red from the cold.
"Brother, are you cold?" Ye Nanzhi wanted to take off the cloak and hand it to him.
Ye Cian put his hand on her smooth arm, "Brother is not cold, just Zhizhi take care of herself."
The cell was dark and cold, but he was not afraid at all. He was only afraid of freezing his branches.
Ye Cian smiled and said: "Go back, I will come back to accompany you when my brother comes out."
Ye Nanzhi couldn't resist him, so he had to turn around and leave.
Ye Cian turned the jade ring in his hand and almost laughed. It turned out that he and Ye Nanzhi had no blood relationship at all.
"Come down!"
The man on the top of the cell jumped in front of him with a light step, "Your Highness, our messenger will arrive in two days. You..."
"I won't go back for the time being. Ask your father, Feige, to send a message to the messenger and tell the messenger that I have more important things to do."
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Ye Cian was released from prison. However, when he went in, he was still the Crown Prince of Ling Kingdom, but when he came out, he was Song Huaizhi, the prince of Chu Kingdom.
Tea was simmering in the pavilion, and Caiyun was washing the tea cups with freshly boiled water.
Human voices were heard not far away.
"I heard that Song Huaizhi was kicked out of the palace. I was really angry. He used to give me a lot of embarrassment based on his status as the Crown Prince."
"I think the position of His Royal Highness will soon belong to the second brother."
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful if you are listened to by someone who cares."
"Whoever dares to talk nonsense will have his tongue pulled out."
Several people walked through the snow-covered bamboo forest and saw Ye Nanzhi in the pavilion.
Ye Nanzhi nodded slightly and saluted them.
"Seventh sister is so elegant, and she is still in the mood to make tea here." The fifth prince Ye Jin'an choked. The person he was most dissatisfied with was Song Huaizhi, who always put them down in every way, and he was naturally upset when he met Ye Nanzhi.
"Fifth brother." The person who stopped him was the second prince Ye Linghui, whose mother is now the most noble Concubine Zhang in the palace.
"I'm afraid Seventh Sister has been sitting here for a long time. It's better to forget what I shouldn't have heard." Fourth Prince Ye Lingzong threatened coldly.
Ye Nanzhi then raised her head to look at them, "Fourth brother is too worried. I only heard the sound of falling snow in my ears, but..." She glanced at Ye Jin'an, "I don't know where this cold winter came from. The crickets are making a lot of noise."
"Seventh sister, you..."
"Is there anything wrong with what I said?" Ye Nanzhi stared at him pretending to be confused.
Ye Jinan was stunned, staring at Ye Nanzhi's face in trance. Among his many royal sisters, Ye Nanzhi was the most stunning, and just one look at her made people dream.
Ye Linghui said slowly: "Seventh sister has said so, let's go!"
Ye Jinan snorted dissatisfied.
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"Caiyun, go and find out where your brother lives now?"
The Ling Kingdom is not as strict as other countries. The princes and princesses in the palace only need to come back before the palace gates are closed.
"Your Highness, why don't we go back to the Kingdom of Chu!" The attendant next to Song Huaizhi glanced at the house with resentment. It was clean, but it always felt that the yin energy was too strong.
"I'm not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry? We'll talk about it in two months."
If Song Huaizhi was in a hurry to return to Chu State now, based on his understanding of Emperor Ling, he would definitely find ways to kill him on the way.
As soon as he settled in, Song Huaizhi heard a familiar voice coming from outside.
"elder brother."
Ye Nanzhi also threw herself into his arms like a child, showing no defense against him.
In the past, Ye Cian would scratch her nose dotingly, but now that he is Song Huaizhi, he has long been tired of his brother's identity. What he wants is something else.
Song Huaiyi held her waist up and asked her to stand still in front of him, "Don't call me brother anymore, I'm afraid someone will make a fuss about it and cause trouble."
Ye Nanzhi let out a gloomy oh, and was busy reminding Caiyun that girl, but she forgot about it herself.
"What should it be called?" She arched her pretty eyebrows, "Your Highness? It seems a bit weird."
Song Huaizhi was silent for a long time, "Call me Huaizhi."
"Can you call me Huaizhi? Zhizhi." He said with an inexplicable persistence.