The prince's face was gloomy and he drove Chu Xiyuan back to his own palace.

"Does Princess Jing know?" the prince murmured.

……

In the carriage, Nanxing was also examining Jingyou.

"Don't worry, Princess. The prince is safe."

Nan Xing finished speaking and nodded to his little apprentice, "You did a good job today."

The young apprentice was delighted. The master was always strict, so if he could get a word of praise from the master, he must have done a great job.

"Mother made the same snacks and let the prince see it. Wouldn't that alert the enemy?" Jingyou asked with his head tilted.

Song Mingli nodded and said, "Yes, if we don't alert the snake, do we have to fight with it?"

"Now we know it's a snake, a venomous one at that, so we have to stay away from it."

"Since we have no intention of killing the snake, we must of course kill the grass, but we'd better stop at the right time."

After Song Mingli finished speaking, he looked at his son with a smile and said gently, "Starting tomorrow, you won't go to the East Palace to study, okay?"

Jingyou thought about it seriously.

Everyone who knows the prince’s reaction today knows what happened.

If he went to the East Palace to study again, it would not be carelessness but a provocation.

Jingyou nodded obediently, "Well, I'll listen to my mother."

Seeing that his son was so understanding, Song Mingli felt even more tender in his heart.

When he returned to Prince Jing's Mansion, Chu Yanchen had just returned from the Ministry of War. When he saw the mother and son, his face was full of smiles.

He stepped forward and tried to bend over to pick up Jingyou, but Jingyou dodged swiftly, "Father, my son has grown up. You don't need to hold me anymore."

There was seriousness on the little face.

Chu Yanchen was overjoyed, "Okay, Jingyou is an adult now."

He reached out and took Jingyou's hand, walked beside Song Mingli, and whispered, "The affairs of the Ministry of War have been handed over. From now on, I will be an idle prince. I will have a lot of time to accompany you and your son on weekdays."

Look at the smile on his face.

Song Mingli raised his eyebrows and said, "The prince took action against Jingyou."

The smile on Chu Yanchen's face froze, "When?"

"today."

Chu Yanchen's gaze immediately fell on Jingyou's childish little face.

It seemed like he just remembered at this moment that if nothing happened, Jingyou should still be having lunch with the Crown Prince in the East Palace.

Song Mingli told Chu Yanchen what happened today and placed the plate of snacks in front of Chu Yanchen.

"Not only is it poisonous, it's also poisonous," Song Mingli said calmly, "The Crown Prince must have understood. We already know about this, so the matter of Jingyou going to the East Palace to study is over."

"The prince has resigned from all his posts except for his title, and Jingyou has also stayed at home. I think this will put the crown prince at ease."

Chu Yanchen's face was tense, "Could it be... a misunderstanding?"

Song Mingli looked at him in surprise, "Misunderstanding? You don't believe the prince would do this?"

"Jingyou saved Xiyuan not long ago..." Chu Yanchen said with a frown.

Song Mingli nodded, "That's why he's even more hateful, but he's the prince's brother and the crown prince, so forget about hating him. We can't afford to offend him, but we can always avoid him."

Chu Yanchen seemed to disagree, or perhaps he was unwilling to believe that the prince would actually take action against Jingyou.

Jingyou is his only son!

His only son risked his own life to save the prince's son.

Is the prince such a person who repays kindness with enmity?

Could it be... that Mingli was too nervous about Jingyou, so he misunderstood?

"Mingli..."

"If you don't believe Nanxing, you can ask someone else, or try it on a death row prisoner." After Song Mingli finished speaking, he took Jingyou back to the main courtyard, too lazy to say anything more to him.

Chu Yanchen stared at the plate of snacks in a daze.

After a while, he actually came out of the dungeon carrying the plate of snacks.

Su Zhengyang is still imprisoned in this dungeon.

Ever since it was discovered that the assassins were sent by King Cheng, he had not been tortured again, and he was kept alive by having one meal a day.

"Send the snacks in and give them to Su Zhengyang." Chu Yanchen ordered.

The guards here immediately brought in the snacks.

The aroma of osmanthus pastries is particularly evident in this dark and damp dungeon.

Su Zhengyang, who was lying on the straw mat, suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced at the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus dessert and sneered, "Are you sending me away?"

"I can order my own food for my last meal. I can eat whatever I want! Prince Jing's Mansion is so stingy. They just gave me a plate of snacks and sent me away?"

Chu Yanchen heard the guard's message and sneered, "Okay, let him order the food and prepare it for him."

An hour later, a large table of food and wine was delivered to the dungeon.

Su Zhengyang looked at the sumptuous meal in front of him, smiled self-deprecatingly, and two lines of tears slid down his dirty cheeks.

Hearing footsteps approaching, he quickly lowered his head and wiped away his tears.

He raised his head and looked outside, a little surprised, "Prince Jing actually came to see me off in person? It's really an honor."

Su Zhengyang laughed at himself.

Chu Yanchen didn't laugh. He even asked seriously, "How does it feel to be schemed and used by your own sister?"

Su Zhengyang restrained his smile, "I'm about to die, and Your Majesty is still mocking me, is that interesting?"

"You brothers in the royal family should have a deeper understanding of this, right? Since you were born, you have been fighting openly and secretly, fighting to the death. How does it feel?"

He deliberately used these words to provoke and anger Chu Yanchen.

But Chu Yanchen was not angry. Instead, he said seriously, "If you don't regard him as a brother, nothing he does will make you sad. The person who really makes you sad is the one you regard him as a brother, but he stabs you in the back."

Su Zhengyang was stunned, then sneered, "Does the royal family also have brotherhood? I think your Majesty is too naive, right?"

After he said that, he ate the food in front of him with big mouthfuls as if in revenge.

Chu Yanchen watched him eat the plate of snacks, then turned and left the dungeon.

As I walked out of the dungeon, a fresh breeze blew in my face, blowing away the gloomy and depressing atmosphere in the dungeon.

Can't the royal family have brotherhood?

He had never thought of competing with the Crown Prince. He knew from a young age that his father's position would be passed on to the Crown Prince in the future.

But he only likes to wield swords and guns, lead troops to fight, and fight on the battlefield.

My father once said that he was a talented general but not a good ruler.

The prince has heard this many times, right? Has he forgotten it?

When he was a child, he often got into trouble, and the prince would always plead for him. Sometimes his father couldn't help but scold him, and the prince would take the initiative to take the blame for him.

Although he couldn't hide it from his father, it would make his father scold him less severely.

After he made military achievements, he deliberately behaved arrogantly, because the military advisor told him that since he had made military achievements, he should not have a reputation for being a virtuous man, otherwise it would be like being cooked in oil and fire for him.

He always looked down on his other brothers.

But in his heart, the prince is always different... Doesn't the prince understand?

"Your Highness, Your Highness! Su Zhengyang, he's in trouble!" the guard reported urgently.

Chu Yanchen's face froze... He quickly returned to the dungeon.

When he saw Su Zhengyang's condition, he was so angry that he almost broke the cell door.

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