Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

The third prince spoke in a frivolous tone, and looking at the disgust that Caidie tried hard to suppress, he seemed to understand the fun of enamel.

Caidie took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and gritted her teeth and said, "As long as Your Highness is willing to send the princess out of the city, I will do whatever Your Highness asks me to do."

"Is it really possible to do anything?"

The third prince looked up and down at Caidie's figure with a revealing look, admiring the way she forced herself to nod despite being extremely reluctant.

That’s the joy of power.

He suddenly understood why Enamel was keen on collecting princesses from various planets. What he liked was not the identity of a princess, but the process of conquest. Seeing the princesses who were high and mighty on the planets bowing and scraping to him and trying to please him like pets made him feel that his power had reached its peak.

"Not worth it."

The Third Prince suddenly said, "It is not worth it to offend the messenger of heaven for a mere maid. I did not plan to offer the eldest princess to Falang because I was thinking of our old friendship."

"伱——!"

"Don't you understand? The reason why the princess was able to leave the court and escape to Yunhai Academy after a narrow escape from death was arranged by heaven. And she entered the Qin Academy, learned superb Qin skills and returned to the court, which was also arranged by heaven. If you want to break the shackles of fate, relying on the pleading and tears of a maid is far from enough."

Before this dinner, he had already told Caidie about the future predicted by Yi Wuyang.

The first king died, the second prince succeeded to the throne, and the eldest princess returned to the flagship with enamel. This was God's arrangement.

Of course, what he told Caidie was only a small part of this future.

"So many years have passed, and you are still so reckless. When the princess left the court, you were unwilling to come to my house and even tried to assassinate me with the fish spring."

The colorful butterfly paused and stopped talking.

The crime of assassinating a royal prince would not only cost her her head, but all those suspected of being involved would also be held accountable.

But the third prince let her go, with the only condition being that he kept her by his side until now.

"And now, you are trying to go against the heavens. If this gets to the ears of Enamel, even I can't protect you."

The third prince raised his hand and stretched it in front of the colorful butterfly.

Caidie instinctively closed her eyes, her vision obscured.

"There are too many unfair things in this world. How can everything go as planned? I am the third prince in the court and I am still like this, let alone you."

The third prince's tone was very different from before. He was no longer frivolous, but warned solemnly, "All you can do is close your eyes and stop looking at those unfair things."

The Third Prince stared at the hand that was stretched out to the colorful butterfly. His index finger slightly extended forward, but was interrupted by a call from a distance, "Yingtian, you are still here."

Falang waved at him from afar, and the way he addressed him changed when they met in private. He climbed the stone steps of the hall as easily and comfortably as if he was visiting a friend.

"This is?"

"Oh, I was just about to ask Caidie to fetch the fine wine that I have treasured for a long time."

The third prince returned to his usual pace of speaking, but his words just now gave Caidie a bad feeling.

The Third Prince today seemed a little different from usual.

"I have stored the fine wine with Mr. Yi. Please go and get it for me. Just say that the Third Prince sent you."

This is a lie.

As the third prince's personal maid, Caidie saw through his lie at the first sight.

The Third Prince had never stored wine with Yi Wuyang, nor was it possible for him to store wine with him. He had to go to Yi Wuyang himself and take something that had never existed from him.

This was a lie that would soon be exposed, but the third prince still said it in front of Enamel.

A terrible thought came to her mind.

The Third Prince had no intention of entertaining Enamel with fine wine from the beginning!

"But, Your Highness."

"Go as quickly as you are told."

The Third Prince frowned and scolded, "Don't spoil our fun."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 169 Shackles

"We always believe that the Second Prince will become an excellent ruler. He will surpass his father and continue his rule over this planet for a long time."

Behind closed doors, Enamel's remarks became much bolder.

Everyone in this room is his own people. The guards, one old and one young, were both promoted by him. They will never talk nonsense after they go out.

"Oh why?"

The third prince asked.

"Because he possesses qualities that the First King does not possess."

"Is it a sword dance?"

"Do you really think that the sword dance is just a way for the director to humiliate him?"

"Is not it?"

"There has always been a saying in the art of sword control, that the sword is like the person. As long as you see a person's sword style, you can roughly understand what kind of person he is. Take the First King as an example. His sword style is sharp and too upright. He never lowers himself."

The Third Prince just smiled and said, "I have never been interested in the art of controlling swords. It is just a dregs left over from the old times."

If the First King had been able to humble himself, they wouldn't be here, and naturally there wouldn't be this farce of fighting for the throne.

The Third Prince felt that it was not the First King's fault, because the art of wielding a sword had never been a skill that could make people humble themselves. The family classics had mentioned more than once that practicing swordsmanship was the same as practicing one's mind. When a sword-wielder traveled the world and encountered injustice, he must stand up. This was also the original intention of the ancestor who created the art of wielding a sword.

Therefore, he understood from a very young age that it was useless to practice the sword-wielding technique.

'! Falang did not comment and continued, "The so-called sword dance cultivates the 'softness' that the first king lacks. The combination of hardness and softness is the basis for governing the world."

Serious nonsense.

To translate this sentence slightly, it means that the Second Prince is much more obedient than the First Prince and is more able to follow the company's arrangements. This is what the company really wants. The so-called strong-willed part, or the evaluation that his temperament is similar to that of the young First Prince, is just to make the Second Prince's succession to the throne seem natural and the result of popular expectation.

"Yingtian, it might not be a bad thing that you didn't inherit the throne."

"That's not my intention."

"You have done a lot for this planet. With your talent, you shouldn't stay in a place like this. After this whole thing is over, I will extend an invitation to you on behalf of the company."

"So, my duty is done."

Having completed God's mission and received God's grace, one should have been ecstatic, but the Third Prince was calm at this moment.

Appreciating his talents and inviting him to a bigger stage were just euphemisms. The truth was that the fight for the throne had already come to an end, so the new king would no longer need a brother with his own army after he ascended the throne.

"I have many brothers and sisters. How does the company plan to arrange for them?"

"You already know my feelings for the eldest princess. As for the others, after all, the new king has ascended the throne, so let him decide these trivial matters."

"That's it."

"Why, do you have any good ideas?"

There was a smile on Enamel's face, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

What the company needs least is a person with an excessive sense of self-awareness. Not only did the Third Prince not accept the olive branch he threw out, but he also dragged the other crown princes into the topic.

"How dare I? I just suddenly felt sorry for their situation."

The other crown princes were no different from abandoned toys from the moment they were born; they had never truly entered the center of the fight for the throne, and the only value of their existence was to make this game led by the aliens look more lively.

"How do you think about the company's invitation?"

The enamel adds emphasis to the tone.

Time is precious for corporate people, and in their world every cocktail party has its purpose to be achieved. Just like at this moment, it is time for the third prince, who has many friends in the court and is respected by many people, to fade out of people's sight.

However, considering his contributions over the years, the company is willing to give him a decent exit.

Being selected by the company and heading to a broader stage is also a good story in the court.

"It is my honor to be invited by the company, but before that, I have one thing to do."

"Oh? Maybe I can help you."

"This matter does require your assistance. I'm afraid I can't accomplish it on my own. This is just to satisfy the doubts I've been having."

The Third Prince paused, his eyes suddenly became fierce, "That is... to borrow your head for use."

Inside the hall, blood was splattered every five steps.

Enamel's smile froze on his face, his vision spun around, and his head fell to the ground as it fell off his body.

When the third prince spoke words that defied Heaven, the two guards at the door moved.

Enamel couldn't understand why these two loyal guards, whom he had promoted himself, would attack his neck.

The third prince still sat there, staring at the head on the ground. He didn't raise his hand until the eyes of the head lost focus. He wiped the blood off his cheek and placed it in front of his eyes.

The blood of the aliens is also red.

It was sticky and had a pungent smell, just like them.

He walked up to the enamel head, bent down and closed the pair of eyes that could not close.

The process was much easier than the Third Prince had imagined. Perhaps this was because until the moment before the head rolled to the ground, Enamel would not believe that these slaves, who always worshipped the Heaven, would actually dare to attack him.

Killing a messenger of God is a capital crime, and will bring all those he cherishes into hell.

From the first day the Third Prince became sensible, this idea was imprinted deep in his mind like a steel stamp.

"Please answer my questions."

The Third Prince asked the enamel who could never answer questions, "If the shackles of fate are cut off, where will the future lead to?"

Just now, the trajectory of fate changed.

From now on, Enamel could no longer fulfill his hobby of collecting princesses.

If the princess is lucky and has a long life, she can leave the court and return to Yunhai Academy, and perhaps she can have another ten years of peace.

As for him,

Killing one person is killing, killing a group of people is also killing, both are capital crimes, there is no difference.

"As for you, you might end up being buried with a madman like me."

He looked up at the guards. Their faces were still expressionless, but their deep pupils seemed to reflect a black sea, boundless and without end.

"You have already repaid the favor you owe me. If you don't want to die, run away."

The old guard looked stiffly at the enamel, then at the third prince, and raised his finger to point at the headless corpse still sitting on the chair. The body and the stool melted into liquid and scattered on the ground, leaving a ball of "oil paint" on the red floor.

The old guard moved his mouth, and his voice sounded like surging waves.

——"I'll help you."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 170 The person who broke the situation

After meeting Yi Wuyang, Caidie finally understood what the third prince meant by the famous wine that he had collected for many years.

A sum of money for her to take the eldest princess to escape to Yunhai Academy. As long as they have this money, not only will they not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives, but they can also use this money to help the academy make a comeback and pave the way for their debut.

In addition, there is also a business experience book left by the third prince, which records in detail the precautions for dealing with chambers of commerce on different planets.

If the academy has plans to go public, this notebook should be able to help them.

"The Third Prince ordered me to take you away from the court tonight while the chaos is going on."

Yi Wuyang solemnly handed the letter to Caidie.

Caidie asked, "What about the third prince?"

Yi Wuyang just looked at her deeply without saying anything.

I wonder, do you believe in fate?

He had also raised this question to the third prince. Practicing the art of Yin and Yang would allow one to see through the secrets of heaven. The fate they worshipped had nothing to do with the people outside the heavens, but was the cause and effect of this world. If one could understand the changes of cause and effect, one would be able to see the trajectory of fate. When a decision was made, there was a cause.

And on this road, all the results lead to the same ending.

"If you resist the company, you will surely die."