464 Cut the Crap!
“Master, what are you going to do about Prince De? Are you going to let him get away?” Yan Shen asked.
Their men had been tailing Prince De. He and his servant were living a carefree life. They had been living in the countryside for several days, but Prince De had never complained about anything. He fished daily, picked vegetables and fruits, and went for walks in the forest occasionally.
A prince had transformed into a young farmer.
It was no surprise that the old Emperor could not find his son despite sending many people to look for him.
Who would have guessed that the pampered prince would live such a life in the countryside? They would probably not be able to find him even if they searched for another month.
“Bring him back. He still has to go where he needs to,” Qian Jiyun said.
Since the old Emperor wanted Prince De to go to the southern border so badly, how could Qian Jiyun delay it any longer? He had to send him over quickly.
He instructed, “Get him out before I go to Huayan Peak, then bring some of our people with you and personally escort Prince De to the military camp at the southern border. Take good care of him.”
“Yes, Master,” Yan Shen replied and left.
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At the Prince Sui Residence…
After sending Consort Wen away, Prince Sui finally dared to send people to look for pharmacists and poison masters.
Of course, they were brought here secretly. Even the guards at the Prince Sui Residence were not informed because they would alert the people in the palace.
“If I had known, I would never have provoked An Jiuyue!”
He had lost track of how many times he had regretted not keeping his hands to himself and provoking An Jiuyue.
Regrets were pointless now. His arm still hurt every day, yet he could not scream from the pain. He had to hold it in for fear of his good mother exposing him to his father.
The two torturous trips to the palace were enough. He did not dare torture himself anymore.
“Prince De must have done this on purpose, Your Highness. He must know that An Jiuyue is not to be trifled with, so he deliberately sent someone to expose that in front of you,” the servant said.
“Cut the crap!” Prince Sui gritted his teeth and glared at the servant.
He had already figured it out. Was there a need to say it out loud?
An Jiuyue was Qian Jiyun’s woman; he knew she was not to be trifled with. However, he did not expect Prince De, a good-for-nothing, to be so sinister.
“You haven’t found the pharmacists yet?” he asked.
“Your Highness, we’ve found the pharmacists and poison masters,” the servant replied quickly.
It was easy to find a few pharmacists and poison masters. However, the spies in the Prince Sui Residence kept a close eye on them, making it difficult to bring them in.
“We can bring them in, but—”
“There’s no need to bring them in. I’ll go to my villa tomorrow. Ask them to wait there.” Prince Sui interrupted the servant.
Why would he bring them into his residence? To make his father summon him to the palace to suffer again?
He had learned from his mistakes. His father and mother would have toyed with him to death if he had not been more clever about it. Neither of them cared about him.
He was sad. He knew his father did not care about him. After all, his mother was not from a powerful clan.
But what about his mother?
He was her only son! How could she!
Did she not want his son to have an easy time? Would his mother gain a firm footing with his father if he had a difficult time?
His father had never cared about his mother all these years.