My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 143

Chapter 143: The Black-hearted Crown Prince
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The Marquis of Jiajing 1 was on the king’s side, and his usual, normal function was to gloss over something.

One look from the king and the Marquis of Jiajing quickly went up to stop the Marquis of Stability with a contrite smile. “Marquis Zhao, that’s not entirely true. Her Highness Noble Consort Zheng also experienced quite a fright today and is still sick.”

“Well deserved!” It was better off unmentioned since Zhao Sheng’s fury lit up immediately. “Everyone knows that there are mutating corpses everywhere so it’s unsafe outside! Why did she have to go and take some walk in the garden with His Majesty? Couldn’t she have gone any other day? No, she just had to choose these chaotic days to go! If it weren’t for her, would His Majesty suffer a fright? Would His Majesty’s holy visage be damaged subsequently? Her! Her motive is execrable!”

As Zhao Sheng said this, he cupped his hands toward the king and indicated for everyone to go look at the blisters by the king’s mouth. He then continued berating Noble Consort Zheng without any mercy.

The king was incredibly indignant… These blisters were caused by his unfilial son!

Everyone knew about the Marquis of Stability’s merciless speech. Back then, the king himself commended this official for being upright and plainspoken and willing to speak forthrightly. He even personally wrote a “Loyal and Righteous” plaque for him! However, at this current moment, he really wanted to kill him!

The other officials all kept their heads down and stayed silent. How could they have the guts to interrupt the younger brother of the queen while he was berating Noble Consort Zheng!

Seeing everyone playing possum, the old king got even angrier.

“All of you—go and keep requesting the crown prince to come out of seclusion!” The king lividly flicked his sleeves and left, his face disgruntled. “Don’t stop until you succeed! If the crown prince doesn’t come out, then stay there! Don’t even think about leaving!”

The officials all looked at each other with dismay and dread.

F*ck me… This… this was called the lackeys suffering when devils fight!

The king could not put down his own pride, so he was forcing his poor subjects to go instead! This was very repressive!

What was more disheartening was that no one could compare to how black-hearted the crown prince was! They had entered the Eastern Palace for a long time, but they did not get even a single cup of tea…

When the coming and going junior eunuchs and junior royal maids saw the officials, they all saluted with utmost formality, but then they would go on and do their own business without looking at them, completely ignoring them unfortunate souls!

“Marquis of Stability…” An official looked at Zhao Sheng with a chagrined face.

Zhao Sheng waved his hand and scoffed. “You reap what you sow! This marquis still has to go to Central Palace to visit Her Majesty. Stay here and continue inviting the crown prince to come out of seclusion! Humph!”

After saying that, he also flicked his sleeves and left, ditching the group of unfortunate souls who looked at each other at a loss for words…

Marquis of Stability, your preemptive move is too fake, isn’t it!

While the officials were sitting outside grievously with an immutable worried frown, the crown prince was hiding inside the secret room in his bedchamber. He laid on the soft couch against the window and read the book in his hand.

A small and exquisite bronze tripod cauldron about the length of half an arm floated in the air with scarlet flames enveloping its bottom. Occasionally, the lid of the cauldron would shoot up due to air streams and make clanging noises.

The youth with sword brows and bright eyes, Huifeng, watched the bronze cauldron silently.

It was not until the door to the secret room opened that Huifeng looked away and glanced at the entrance.

A strong and healthy youth in black entered. There was an ornate mahogany lotus flower embroidered on his chest.

“Take a drink.” The crown prince did not look up, his fingers flipping to another page.

The eyes of the youth who entered brightened, and he hurriedly walked to the table and drank from the teacup in one gulp.

Huifeng glanced at him with a curl of his lips.

“How is it?” The crown prince’s question was apropos of nothing, but the youth immediately understood and ran forward with a smile.