After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

Northern Zhao Kingdom.

The thirty-first year of Zhaoyuan.

On a mass grave on the outskirts of Songjing City.

The autumn wind was bleak and the crows were calling lowly in the forest.

The air was filled with a corrupt, rotten smell.

On the rotten corpse, there were many flies, mosquitoes and maggots flapping their little wings, excitedly pounced on the corpse, eating in small bites, flapping their wings from time to time, their bodies filled with satisfaction and sighs.

A transparent shadow leaned motionlessly against a tree, staring absentmindedly at the scattered corpses on the ground.

His body was also there.

On the distant mountains, a few hungry wolves with green eyes followed the smell and quickly rushed over here. The dead branches under their feet made short and sharp snapping sounds.

That shadow was the famous Prince Yan of Beizhao Kingdom.

He Qingchen.

Seeing the hungry wolf approaching step by step, He Qingchen pulled the corner of his mouth and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

He was the legitimate son of the queen of the Beizhao Kingdom, born noble, but he had never enjoyed any of the glory and honor he should have. Now he was rejected by his biological mother, tortured to death by his brother who was only interested in pleasing him, and thrown into a mass grave.

In fact, he was about to become food for a few hungry wolves.

Really...

Sad and ridiculous!

He raised his head, looking through the gaps between the leaves on the treetops with empty eyes at the moon which was mostly covered by dark clouds and only a small crescent outline remained. Suddenly, he couldn't help but smile.

That laughter could not be solidified.

It couldn't cause any disturbance in the forest, nor could it drive away those ferocious hungry wolves.

The hungry wolf looked around and after confirming that there was no danger, it leaped onto the corpse and started biting it piece by piece.

I have clearly lost all feeling and become a lonely soul.

He Qingchen could vaguely feel the pain of being bitten and torn by teeth.

He squatted down, his body trembling, covered in cold sweat, his hands covering his head, and screaming in pain: "Get out, get out, get out, get out... Don't bite me... Don't... Don't bite me!"

But, he is a phantom!

Why does it still hurt?

"Miss, it's a wolf!"

A vague and surprised voice suddenly entered his ears without any warning.

He looked up suddenly.

About ten meters away, two female figures were dimly visible in the moonlight, walking towards him. No, to be more precise, they were walking towards their corpses.

That figure looked somewhat familiar.

The leading woman looked in the direction the man's finger pointed, and when she saw clearly that several hungry wolves were tearing apart the remains of the corpse, her pupils suddenly shrank, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and she was filled with manic murderous intent.

The woman's eyes were bloodshot, her fists were clenched, and her voice was extremely cold: "Youbai, lead them into the trap, don't let them make any noise and disturb my business, I will deal with them later."

These words were spoken lightly, but they made people feel a chill in their hearts for no reason.

Even the hungry wolves not far away forgot to move and just stared at the two of them with their bloody teeth bared.

The girl named Youbai, dressed as a maid, understood what she meant.

Youbai looked at them, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes.

Glancing at a bush at the edge of the woods, she slowly walked over, picked a wide-mouthed leaf, walked back, waved at the hungry wolves, sprinkled some powder, and then put the leaf to her lips and blew it.

As she blew, she slowly retreated into the depths of the forest.

A strange and short whistle that He Qingchen had never heard before immediately spread throughout the forest along with Youbai.

He Qingchen frowned.

He glanced at Youbai curiously, then turned his gaze back, only to see that the fierce eyes of those hungry wolves had inexplicably softened.

They took hesitant steps in the direction where Youbai left, then looked back at the raw meat under them hesitantly, with a hint of reluctance in their eyes.

When Youbai saw this, the whistle suddenly became low.

There seemed to be some strange emotions surging in the eyes of the wolves, and soon, they finally chased after Youbai.

He Qingchen looked at this strange scene in astonishment.

Before he could think more, the woman in plain clothes in front of him just glanced at the maid and the hungry wolf's backs as they walked away, then walked towards the corpse with heavy steps and an expressionless face.

Out of curiosity, He Qingchen followed.

What I saw was a mess, bloody, and untouched corpse.

His nose felt sore, his eyes got hot, and he turned his head away, unable to bear to look any further.

The woman took out a pair of gloves from somewhere, put them on her hands, put something covering her mouth and nose on her face, and squatted down.

She muttered something like 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry', but her hands lifted up their tattered clothes without hesitation and looked at their left waist, as if looking for something.

He Yichen frowned, confused and angry.

This woman looks weak and frail, how come she is so brave?

He couldn't help but yelled in anger: "What are you looking for? Forget it, they are just a few corpses, what can they have?"

But she couldn't hear these words.

He Qingchen's eyes were sinister, and he growled repeatedly: "Don't touch them, you...what are you looking for? They have nothing!"

The wind in the forest suddenly became stronger.

The branches swayed and made a creaking sound. The crows in the forest seemed to be frightened by something and flapped their wings and flew around in panic.

The woman paused and looked back.

There was nothing in the forest except the fluttering crows.

He Qingchen knew that he could do nothing, and his eyes were filled with powerlessness and shame.

How could there be such a woman in this world?

This is a mass grave!

Not only did she show up here in the middle of the night, but she also laid hands on these mutilated corpses, humiliating him and his former subordinates like this. How perverted is she?

He Qingchen was full of resentment.

He came here with his body.

During his lifetime, he was locked up in a secret room in his own palace and suffered torture every day.

Two days ago.

His good brother He Chengjue, who had just ascended the throne as emperor, specially brought a man with him.

The man's legs were cut off below the knees, his hands were chopped off from the elbows, his body was covered in blood and he was thrown casually on the ground. Except for the faint beating of his heart, he was as quiet as a dead person.

That was his personal bodyguard, Ye Feng.

They grew up together since childhood, and together they went through countless attacks and survived countless life and death difficulties. Their friendship is no less than that of blood brothers.

It was clear that Ye Feng fell off a cliff and disappeared a year ago.

How could he be in He Chengjue's hands?

Looking at Ye Feng's mutilated corpse without a single piece of healthy flesh on its body, He Qingchen suddenly understood something.

His eyes widened, his blood boiling, and he suddenly vomited.

Seeing He Qingchen looking so miserable and helpless, He Chengjue felt very happy.

He ordered his men to put Ye Feng up opposite He Qingchen and hang him with a piece of ginseng. Then he invited the executioner with the best knife skills in the capital to deliberately cut Ye Feng, who was only breathing his last, into pieces in front of him.

Until... even ginseng couldn't save Ye Feng, and then he was allowed to take his last breath.