The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 211 What if I want to add sin
Di Jiuyang's expressionless face changed, and he looked at Di Bowen with a fierce aura.

Di Bowen looked at Di Jiuyang because he didn't understand.

"Ninth brother, don't go too far!"

Di Bowen thought he hadn't made any mistakes at all, but Di Jiuyang said so, apparently to slander himself, and snorted coldly.

"If you want to add guilt, there is no excuse."

Di Bowen's righteous and awe-inspiring look made Di Jiuyang feel like laughing, but Di Jiuyang didn't smile, instead his eyes sank.

"Isn't it always your favorite to commit crimes? It's really strange to say it from your mouth now."

Di Bowen's face turned cold, but before Di Bowen could speak, Di Jiuyang continued.

"Although you and I are both the sons of my father, you were also conferred the title of prince, but this prince is the title of Twelve Princes from the old prince An, and you, Di Bowen, are just a titled prince. You are three ranks behind this king, but when you see this king, you are not polite, and you don’t need to be called respectfully, so it’s not an exaggeration to punish you for being disrespectful!"

Every time Di Jiuyang said a word, Di Bowen's face turned ugly. Today, he wanted to catch Di Jiuyang, but he didn't expect to bring shame on himself. After all, it was all because of his father's partiality.

A look of unwillingness flashed in Di Bowen's eyes, but even if Di Bowen was unwilling, he could only bend down and salute Di Jiuyang.

"The Twelfth Prince, just now I was rude, please don't be offended by the Twelfth Prince."

Di Jiuyang's eyes were still calm, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Di Bowen's salute to him. Seeing Di Bowen's face was full of unwillingness, but he had to give in, a sneer flashed in Di Jiuyang's eyes.

"Since there is nothing wrong, I will go to rest, and I will check it out next time, so as not to disturb people's dreams."

Di Jiuyang left after leaving these words, and naturally took care of the rest with the housekeeper.

With a smile on his face, the housekeeper ignored Di Bowen's ugly face and made a gesture of invitation.

"My lord, the servant just said that the token must have been left by my lord in the palace. I really troubled my lord, so I sent it here specially."

"It's getting late, so I won't stay with the prince, please!"

Hearing this, Di Bowen's face was so gloomy that ink dripped out, and his teeth itched with hatred in his heart, but he had no choice but to flick his sleeves and strode away with the guards.

When Di Bowen came, he was aggressive, and when he left, he was disheartened. Di Bowen couldn't figure it out. How could Di Jiuyang's life be so good?He was able to escape without any risk every time.

Di Bowen took the people away, and the housekeeper asked people to keep an eye on the gate, dismissed the guards, and then went to Di Jiuyang's room.

"My lord."

Di Jiuyang nodded, with coldness in his eyes.

"It seems that the empress has been too busy recently. Find something to do for the empress, as well as the empress's natal family. Let them calm down a little bit recently."

The housekeeper nodded, and looked at Di Jiuyang worriedly.

"My lord, what's going on today?"

The housekeeper vaguely guessed that the empress might be planning to frame their prince again, but why does their prince seem to have not been framed at all today.

In the past, after such a thing happened, Di Jiuyang was very cold, with the tranquility before the storm, but today, their prince was designed, but he still looks a little happy!

(End of this chapter)