The Real Young Master Was Sold as a Slave, The Obsessive Crown Prince's Forced Love - Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Confession

Song Yu felt that after he said that, the expression on Qi Wang’s face seemed to soften slightly.

He wiggled and squirmed, moving out of Qi Wang’s arms. Feeling dizzy, Song Yu quickly lay back down on his pillow.

The space in his arms emptied. Dark, disheveled hair slid away from his fingers, and the image of what Qi Wang had just seen lingered in his mind.

That little red spot.

He wanted to nibble.

He was the Crown Prince. If he were to press Song Yu right here, who would dare stop him!

Song Yu had just settled down. When he looked at Qi Wang, he saw that the Crown Prince’s face, which had clearly softened a moment ago, was now gloomy and unreadable again.

The words floating before him didn’t contain anything of significance.

Song Yu thought of the Miedie San (Forget-Sorrow Powder) that Su Yunhe had mentioned. “Your Highness, I heard His Majesty ordered the Imperial Physician’s Office to develop a potent anesthetic?”

His thoughts interrupted, Qi Wang’s fingers rubbed the quilt covering Song Yu. He sighed softly.

It wasn’t absolutely necessary to nibble right now.

He had rushed over in two steps to catch Song Yu. Now the person was lying back down, but Qi Wang did not get up to return to his chair.

He remained in his position, leaning against a bolster on Song Yu’s bed, and responded lazily, “Mmm.”

Thinking of the method Song Yu used to knock the young eunuch unconscious, Qi Wang lifted his eyelids to look at Song Yu.

His dark hair was scattered on the pillow. On his fair face, his lips were particularly crimson.

His dark eyes were looking at him.

When Qi Wang looked over, those eyes curved, smiling at him, shining brightly.

Qi Wang said, “You better keep the medicine you used safe. Don’t harbor any thoughts of seeking merit or rewards. This is not a proper, presentable item. Do you truly think offering it will earn you a reward?

“Keep it for yourself. Just use it to save your life at critical moments.”

His tone carried a hint of mockery.

But he added, “Don’t mention it to anyone.”

[Indeed, I was very shocked when the Emperor ordered the Imperial Physician’s Office to develop an anesthetic. What would an Emperor need this for?]

[That’s why it’s been a year, and no one in the Imperial Physician’s Office has dared to present the medicine. They’re all afraid of causing trouble.]

[Wait, did Su Yunhe just ask Little Yu if he used Miedie San? And said he wouldn’t steal Little Yu’s credit?]

[Uh… he did.]

[What exactly does the Protagonist Uke want? I really feel like he has ulterior motives.]

[That’s hilarious. Song Yu caused the Protagonist Uke to be punished and even lose his Imperial Physician post. Should the Protagonist Uke act like some kind of saint?]

The text started arguing again.

Song Yu didn’t want to look.

But while he could avoid looking at the text, the discomfort in his heart was unavoidable.

A-He Gege had indeed inquired about Miedie San, specifically telling him it could earn great merit.

Qi Wang saw the clear look of sadness on Song Yu’s face. He frowned, assuming Song Yu was scared by his words, and uncharacteristically spoke a few more words patiently.

“Even if it is discovered, it’s not a big deal. At most, people will ask where you got the medicine. You can just say I gave it to you.

“You’ve just been detoxified, and your body is weak. Don’t worry about useless things and unnecessarily deplete your energy.”

Song Yu couldn’t describe the feeling in his heart.

He thought A-He Gege was the closest person to him in the world.

With his adoptive father dead, only he and A-He Gege were left.

But A-He Gege didn’t care that he was poisoned or about his health. He hadn’t even asked how he had been doing over the past three years.

He only subtly asked about Miedie San.

Qi Wang, on the other hand, spoke two sentences, both considerate of him.

Song Yu knew who was good to him and smiled with curved eyes at Qi Wang. “Thank you, Your Highness.”

Qi Wang snorted coldly, looking at Song Yu’s mouth. “How will you thank me?”

Song Yu immediately said, “I am absolutely loyal to Your Highness. I will do whatever Your Highness asks.”

Qi Wang rubbed his fingers together.

You better be!

His gaze dropped from the lips to the collarbone faintly visible beneath the dark hair. Qi Wang’s voice was relaxed, “I killed Lady Wang.”

Song Yu’s heart tightened.

Was he finally going to ask about his relationship with the Earl of Anping’s residence?

He had been vague about it on Cold Cloud Mountain, and Qi Wang hadn’t pressed him.

Now—

“Before Lady Wang died, she told me that you seduced people in the Earl of Anping’s residence…”

Song Yu almost bolted upright in his sickbed, but he was too dizzy. He could only manage to prop himself up slightly with his elbows, his round eyes full of indignation. “She’s lying! I didn’t!”

His loose clothes couldn’t withstand the movement.

His shoulder was half-exposed.

Qi Wang looked at him. “Mmm.”

Song Yu frowned.

For a moment, Qi Wang didn’t speak, and Song Yu didn’t speak either. They just stared at each other with wide eyes.

To be precise, Song Yu was staring.

Qi Wang leaned against the bolster, looking composed.

But Song Yu knew.

Qi Wang was waiting for him to speak voluntarily.

Should he say it?

Qi Wang’s “Mmm” implied he trusted and believed him.

He could probably speak!

Qi Wang even killed Lady Wang…

Song Yu had a strange idea that Qi Wang killed Lady Wang intentionally, specifically to prove to him that he was trustworthy and that they were on the same side.

After a brief internal struggle, Song Yu deflated. Thud. He lay back down.

Staring at the gauze canopy above his head, he said, “Half a year ago, the Earl and Countess of Anping found me and said I was their biological son…”

He recounted how he was found.

How he was coaxed into changing his name before the imperial examination, filling in the name Song Shian on the exam paper.

How he was kicked out of the residence after achieving the scholarly honor.

Song Yu poured out everything.

However, he didn’t mention his relationship with Su Yunhe.

If Qi Wang asked, he would address it then.

After speaking his fill, Song Yu stared at the gauze canopy, but Qi Wang remained silent.

Huh?

What’s going on?

Is he asleep?

Song Yu strained his neck to look at Qi Wang. He met Qi Wang’s dark eyes. “Your Highness?”

Qi Wang frowned lightly. “I’m wondering, is merely stealing a scholarly honor truly worth Lady Wang enduring Half-Catty’s torture? Worth her dying without saying a word?”

Was the secret Lady Wang desperately tried to keep hidden simply this?

In other words.

Did the Earl of Anping’s residence scheme for half a year just to steal a scholarly honor?

These families granted hereditary titles usually didn’t care much for such things.

Qi Wang’s voice was low, and Song Yu didn’t hear clearly. “Ah? What did Your Highness say?”

Qi Wang sighed, sat up, and leaned over to pull up the clothes that had slipped from Song Yu’s shoulder. “It must have been very sad when you were sold into slavery, right?”

Song Yu was stunned at first, then his nose started to sting.

Yes.

It was so sad.

But from the time it happened until now, he had been constantly busy and hadn’t had time to mourn.

[I truly never expected the person asking Little Yu this question to be the biggest villain in the story, the murderous Qi Wang.]

[Qi Wang might be a mass murderer, but if you look closely, the people he killed weren’t good people, were they?]

[Qi Wang on his mother’s death anniversary VS Little Yu revealing his past. Sigh, both are quite pitiful.]

…

At the Earl of Anping’s residence.

After sending off the reporting eunuch, the Earl of Anping frowned, standing under the veranda.

The hunting trip was in three days.

His Majesty’s meaning was for him to kill the Crown Prince.

But he originally wanted to form an alliance with the Crown Prince.

“Father! How can we ally with the Crown Prince! He killed Mother!” Song Shian’s eyes were red and swollen from crying. “Mother was framed! Mother didn’t assassinate Consort Li, but now she is branded with the crime of assassinating an imperial consort!”

The thought of Lady Wang’s bloody, mutilated body being dumped at their doorstep.

And how she died with a crime to her name, unable to have a proper funeral, only hastily buried, rolled up in a straw mat.

Song Shian’s face twisted with rage.

“It must be Consort Li colluding with Song Yu to frame Mother! Father! We must avenge Mother! Kill Song Yu! Otherwise, the matter of the fraudulent exam will also be exposed! Consort Li will definitely help Song Yu.”