C4 Part2

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On the dragon couch, Murong Cheng's eyes were half-closed, and his thin face was sickly white, as if he was dying.

"Fa-Father..."

Murong Ci was very uncomfortable seeing her father become like this, and her voice choked.

Murong Cheng's eyes rolled slowly,

"You... are here..."

The voice was muddy, low, and airy.

"Your Majesty, it's all this consort's fault.

I mistakenly believed that Taoist, Tianfeng Dao, and now I am willing to receive my deserved punishment."

Concubine Xiao knelt down with a "plop" and pleaded guilty.

Murong Ci smiled sneerly,

'What a lame act...She's pretending...You just continue pretending now that you still can...'

"Get up...How can I blame you...!"

Murong Cheng stretched out his hand slowly.

She quickly got up, handed over her slender hand and let him hold it.

Murong Ci gritted her teeth secretly.

'Father, he was still thinking about the enchantress. It's really a disaster...'

"Crown Prince, you have to grow up more... Don't let me worry..."

Murong Cheng sat on the side of the bed with the enchanting concubine, and looked at "his son" earnestly.

"Father, this son knows it."

Murong Ci said in a low voice.

"Prince Regent, I will entrust the Kingdom of Yan and the government to you...I will also entrust the Crown Prince to you... I hope you will not let down my hopes..."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, this minister will not disappoint Your Majesty's entrustment."

Murong Yu said solemnly.

Murong Ci wanted to vomit...

This kind of high-sounding remarks were really slippery, and he didn't know how many corners he dug his father.

Murong Cheng said again:

"Crown Prince, you have to listen to the words of the Royal King...

He is loyal to me and the court...

In the past few years, he has been working hard for me to take care of the government..."

She sneered five times in her heart,

'Loyal? Been working hard?

Father, open your eyes to see the true colors of this Prince Regent you admire...

He is an ambitious jackal!'

"Prince Regent, you are the younger brother of the late Emperor, who I watched as an example to follow when I grew up... I can trust you..."

Murong Cheng smiled as if seeing an old friend who had passed away for many years,

"Speaking of which, Prince Regent is the elder Prince, so in terms of seniority Prince Crown should call him 'Uncle Prince'..."

"This minister dares not be called that."

Murong Yu said softly.

'Uncle Prince?'

Murong Ci lowered her head and rolled her eyes:

'Father, you are getting more and more faint.

Are you selling your own "son"?'

Murong Yu saw Murong Ci's subtle expression in her eyes, and suddenly felt that this prince was quite interesting.

At this time, the Crown Prince was itchy.

"Your Majesty, you just woke up, so please rest more."

"Although your ancestors were not in the Royal Clan, 20 years ago, His Majesty gave his Royal Surname to you as His adopted brother, thus the line of the Prince Regent can be regarded as our Royal clan."

Concubine Xiao smiled coquettishly.

"I also think 'Uncle Prince' is not an exaggeration."

"Crown Prince, you should call out 'Uncle Prince'."

Murong Cheng's eyes were expectant.

Murong Ci clenched her fists.

'Father, are you confused or has your brain gone rotten?'

Concubine Xiao finally caught this excellent opportunity to stimulate the prince's self-esteem and save the prince's face, how could she easily let it go?

She swayed and persuaded:

"Prince, though I am not your biological mother and I shouldn't have said anything, but I believe that if your mother was alive, she would definitely approve of His Majesty's suggestion.

The regent supervises the country for you, working day and night.

With all your energy, as the Crown Prince, you should thank the regent by calling him out 'Uncle Prince'.

Is it so difficult?"

Murong Ci was so angry that she wanted to throw up... her heart was full of gloom.

"...Uncle...Prince......"

Suddenly, she smiled and spoke.

"It is the duty of this minister to share the worries for Your Majesty and the Crown Prince."

Murong Yu's eyes were cold.

'This prince is getting more and more interesting...' he thought.

Although she was so angry that she gritted her teeth, the Crown Prince still pretended to be nonchalant and was able to bend and stretch, for the sake of her future.

'One day, this prince will recover this shame a hundredfold...!'

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END of CHAPTER 4 PART 2

.....................to be continued