Step-room, she is soft and charming

Chapter 113 The Prince Arrives

But he didn't expect that there would be someone who devours human blood behind his back.

It's really difficult to distinguish between ghosts and humans under the mask.

In my heart, I have a three-point prejudice against the royal children of the Daxing Dynasty.

The flower hall was bustling with activity, and the front hall was no exception.

Princess Fu is here, and King Fu will not be absent.

This time, of course, the lucky son of Prince Fu, Xie Daoen, was brought along with him.

He is now about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his whole life looks very much like King Fu.

It doesn't look too ugly between the eyebrows, but the fat and swollen body squeezes the facial features so that it looks very fierce.

I don't know if it's from getting angry or what, but the face is covered with blood red acne marks.

Therefore, he looks a bit older than his father.

As soon as he entered the door, he had a sad face. It didn't look like he was here to celebrate his birthday, but he looked like he was here for a funeral.

Since he was born, he has been pampered by the whole palace.

A child who grows up like this will naturally have a bad temper.

Young people don't treat people as human beings, and there are many cases of slave abuse in the mansion.

If it wasn't for King Fu and Princess Fu covering up tightly, rumors would have already spread outside.

He didn't want to come today, so he made an appointment with several of his sons and daughters to go to the Fengyue Pavilion in the city to have fun with prostitutes.

Unexpectedly, he was forcefully forced to come here by his parents, so he suppressed his anger, seeing that no one was pleasing to his eyes.

"Fu Wang is here, and the son of Fu Wang is here."

After this long shout, everyone turned their attention to the past.

Most of the people who came today were courtiers, but Prince Fu and his son were members of the royal family, so they deserved everyone's attention.

Shang Yukuan rushed over to bear the brunt of it.

Although he is the father-in-law of King Fu, in terms of status, he is still a courtier of the royal family.

So say it respectfully.

"King Fu and the eldest son are here, and the ministers are not very honored."

Fu Wang was polite, he raised his hand and said with a smile.

"My lord, you are being polite. Today is a family banquet. You are my father-in-law, so there is no need to be so courteous."

Then he said to his son next to him.

"En'er, come and meet your grandfather."

Xie Daoen (Fu Wangshizi) glanced at Shang Yukuan impatiently, and then said something perfunctorily.

"Meet my grandfather."

Shang Yukuan didn't have much contact with this grandson.

But I also know that he has a bad temper, so I don't mind his attitude too much.

He only responded with a smile, and said.

"Okay, let's go in and rest for a while, the banquet will start soon."

"Ah."

Shang Yukuan invited Prince Fu and his son to come in, accompanied by Wei Taiwei and Deputy Commander Wei.

Shang Ji, who was a little far away from them, looked over coldly, with disgust in his eyes.

Xing Zhao has a mouth, so he snorted with his nostrils upturned.

"It's like a fat pig, and it's no different from your fifth uncle and grandfather."

As he spoke, he was still puzzled.

"Hey, why don't you see those relatives of your family today? Isn't it their favorite to stand out on such occasions in previous years?"

After all, I looked around and saw none of them.

Shang Ji replied lightly.

"The fifth uncle's family fell ill and was moved to the village outside the city. The third uncle's family was humble and low-status, and it was not easy to make friends with dignitaries, so they all stayed in the house."

Xing Zhao's face was full of surprise, as if Shang Ji had said something scary.

"Isn't it, them? Can they still have such self-knowledge?"

Although he hasn't lived in the Duke's mansion for many years and got along with him, but after only a few confrontations, he can understand what the three-bedroom and five-bedroom situation is like.

So, still thinking about it.

It was strange that Shang Ji didn't want to go home, with so many relatives around, who would be happy?
But people don't think that Leng has the cheek to live in the mansion for decades, and has no intention of moving out.

Therefore, Xing Zhao is used to it.

Unexpectedly, he was surprised to hear such news in his lifetime.

Shang Zhiping listened beside him, a little embarrassed.

Although he didn't like those relatives, they were all Shang, and he didn't know how to respond to being so derogatory by his uncle.

It didn't take long for them to speak here when they suddenly heard a howl.

"Ouch, who hit it!"

The one who spoke was of course Prince Fu, he half-bent down to touch his calf, and looked around with sullen expression on his face.

"Who did it! Get out, my son!"

No one in Suian City has heard of his illustrious name.

Who would want to provoke such an evil Yasha when he was full and free, so everyone looked around curiously.

Want to see who is not afraid of death and dares to do this?

Xing Zhao had an innocent face, and he was also curious about looking around, but Shang Ji didn't miss the little dust between his fingers.

Obviously, the person who did it has found it.

So he reminded in a low voice.

"Wipe your hands."

Xing Zhao glanced at Shang Ji with a smile, and sure enough, he was still the same as before, he couldn't escape his cousin's eyes no matter what he did.

Shang Zhiping was innocent and didn't see anything wrong with it.

Just as Xing Zhao was wiping his hands clean without anyone noticing, and was about to see Prince Fu slumped, there was a sound of running and jumping not far away.

"Grandfather, grandfather, look at my slingshot is accurate."

There is no one else who is talking, it is naturally Shang Zhihe.

He holds the slingshot he loves to put down in his hand, followed by his uncle Wei Jiaheng.

The two came up from the outside, and they were all happy for a while.

But he didn't know what he would face next, so he rushed forward with excitement.

With the distance he was standing, it was impossible to hit Prince Fu's leg.

Prince Fu didn't care about these things, but when he saw the slingshot in his hand, he became furious.

Originally, he was not very happy to come to celebrate his birthday today, so naturally he was in a bad mood from the beginning.

Shang Zhihe was really unlucky, he didn't know anything when he came here, and he let out a loud snort when he saw Prince Fu's son viciously.

"I thought it was someone who didn't have eyes, it turned out to be you! A mere child dares to disrespect this son!"

After finishing speaking, he walked over quickly and kicked Shang Zhihe's leg.

It took a lot of strength this time, he was fat and tall, and he was a little older.

So before everyone could react, they heard Shang Zhihe scream.

Originally, he wanted to teach him some lessons, but unexpectedly, Shang Zhihe's leg bone was broken by his foot.

Xing Zhao touched his nose, he just wanted to play tricks on Prince Fu, but he didn't expect that Shang Zhihe would take the blame.

However, he didn't feel any guilt.

After all, Prince Fu and Shang Zhihe, he doesn't like either of them!
"He'er..."

When Shang Yukuan and the members of the Wei family saw it, they immediately went forward, hugging Shang Zhihe in distress.

(End of this chapter)