1423: Face-Slapping

Face-Slapping

Wei Mingli staggered forward, her nerves taut.1

When she looked next to her again, she saw someone taking down that white fatso, whose head had gone limp, and dragging him away ahead of her.

"You people, what do you want to do?" Wei Mingli asked while trembling.

However, the royal guard captain and the others did not speak to her again. They just dragged both of them onto their horses and urged the horses toward the second prince's estate.

Meanwhile, Mo Lu had gone back home all smug, but his joyous mood did not last for even an hour.

He saw his steward run in frantically and yelling, "Master, Master! There is trouble, at the main entrance…"

The second prince's expression faltered, and he quickly headed to the main door with the steward. He inquired hastily while walking, "What happened?"

"Miss Lili has come back."

"Lili??" The second prince's expression instantly darkened, and his first thought was, Lili actually failed?

She really was a good-for-nothing!

How long had it been, and she just came back?

Did she not encounter his good sixth brother at all, or was it that she simply couldn't get close to other people at all?

The second prince thought of the pains and effort this past half a year that he put in to cultivate this Wei Mingli, yet at the critical moment, she couldn't make a difference.

He strode out the main entrance with a bellyful of rage.

Yet he was met with a captain dressed in the garb of the royal guard, who saluted him from afar with an artificial smile. "Second Prince. This humble subordinate has sent you a return gift by His Highness the Crown Prince's order."

"Bring it forward!"

At the captain's order, three to four royal guards immediately hauled their captives from the back of their horses and tossed them right in front of the second prince's estate.

The second prince looked down and saw Wei Mingli trembling while scrambling up the steps with all her might. She wailed miserably, "Your Second Highness."

He then looked at that white and plump junior manager. He had been beaten up until there was not a single piece of unscathed flesh on him.

The second prince could not help but be stupefied at what he saw!

This wasn't simply a failure? But that the crown prince had… seen through their identities?

How long had it been!

He had spent such pains and effort this past half a year to cultivate this beauty, originally planning for her to be an exquisite chess piece that he would place into the crown prince's estate, unknown to neither god nor ghost.

He had even thought that this small chess piece would definitely make a stunning move in the future. However, he did not expect for all his previous efforts to get wasted today.

Less than two hours had passed, yet the crown prince had seen through Wei Mingli and even tossed her back to the second prince's estate.

The second prince felt his face hurt terribly from this face-slapping, as if someone had smeared chili oil on it. It was scorchingly painful.

Could it be that his, Mo Lu's, intelligence paled this much in comparison to his sixth brother's?

The second prince could not accept it no matter what, and he just stood there dumbly at the entrance to the second prince's estate. He was not even aware of when the captain and his gift-bearing team had mounted their horses and left.

His eyes focused straight at a single point, and his mind had gone completely blank.

In addition to Wei Mingli's wails, he felt as if countless ghostly hands were pulling and howling at his brain.

A show of force!

This was a blatant show of force!

The second prince could not get the mouthful of blood out of his chest, and his eyes rolled backward. He could not take the provocation and just fell down flat on his back with a bam in front of the main door.

"Oh no, oh no, the second prince has fainted from anger!"

"Someone come quickly! Quickly go to the palace and request for a royal physician to come for emergency treatment."

"Your Second Highness, Your Second Highness!"

All hell promptly broke loose in the second prince's estate.

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