The Real Young Master Was Sold as a Slave, The Obsessive Crown Prince's Forced Love - Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Attending the Funeral Feast

The wounds on Song Yu’s lower back and buttocks were throbbing painfully, but this pain was preferable to being taken away by Prince Jing.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain to keep up with the Sixth Prince’s pace.

He thought they would have to run for a long time, but as soon as they exited the door, a carriage was waiting outside.

The Sixth Prince grinned at Song Yu, urging and pulling him towards the carriage, “Xiao Yu, get in quickly!”

Seeing the man being taken away by a fool like that, Prince Jing was unwilling. He chased after them a few steps, “How does Jing’er know Imperial Physician Song? Did Crown Prince Brother send Jing’er to pick up Imperial Physician Song?”

Song Yu felt absolutely no goodwill towards this Prince Jing.

How can such a grown man try to trick a fool into talking?

Does he have any shame?

Just as Song Yu was about to speak on behalf of the Sixth Prince, explaining that it was because he had treated the Sixth Prince last night, the Sixth Prince preemptively said, “Because my brother is almost dead, I’m taking Xiao Yu to attend the funeral feast!”

[Hahahahahahaha!]

[Damn it, I almost spat out my dentures from laughing!]

[I almost choked to death from coughing!]

Song Yu: !!!

He had just climbed into the carriage and nearly tumbled down, about to faint from the shock!

You truly are your brother’s good brother.

Prince Jing’s expression also stiffened from the shock. He paused for a moment before saying dryly, “Jing’er, you must not speak improperly.”

The Sixth Prince stuck his butt onto the carriage, turned his head, and gave Prince Jing a raspberry.

“I heard my brother was stabbed with lots of arrows and was carried back. Even if he wasn’t dead then, the bumpy ride back will definitely kill him!” As he spoke, he scrambled into the carriage. “We’re going to the feast~ Father will surely give my brother a grand ceremony. I want to eat crystal pork hock and sleep in a coffin! Hurry up and go, or else Prince Jing Brother will steal the coffin!”

The coachman glanced apologetically at Prince Jing, his expression clearly saying: Please don’t take offense at a fool.

After that, he cracked the whip, and swoosh, they were off.

Prince Jing stood where he was, his face livid with anger.

Who wants to fight you for a coffin!

Are you sick!

Unable to take Song Yu, Prince Jing left with a heavy expression.

Inside the Sixth Prince’s carriage.

The Sixth Prince got in and patted the very spacious seat, grinning at Song Yu, “Xiao Yu, lie here.”

How dare Song Yu be disrespectful? Being able to ride in the Sixth Prince’s carriage was already a major blessing.

This was much more comfortable than the Imperial Academy’s carriage.

“Your Highness, please sit. This humble official is fine sitting here.” Song Yu patted the seat next to his butt.

He was sitting on the side of the carriage.

The Sixth Prince grabbed him directly, pulling him to lie down on the main seat, “Men must protect their butts! Do you know that an injured butt affects many things!”

Thump!

Song Yu hadn’t been sitting steadily. He was pulled and ended up lying there. He fell too abruptly and almost chipped his front teeth.

Looking at the Sixth Prince, he asked, unable to hold back his laughter, “Affects what?”

The Sixth Prince looked profound, “It affects marital harmony.”

Song Yu: …

[Hahahahahahahaha!]

[Sixth Prince, you get a huge thumbs up! Thumbs up! Thumbs up!]

[Oh my God, he’s a fool after all. He dares to say anything! I’m dying of laughter!]

Song Yu lay sprawled on the Sixth Prince’s seat. He had to admit that although the carriage was bumpy, the seat was soft and comfortable, and being in a prone position, his lower back and buttocks were spared any discomfort.

However, the painful sensation from running too fast and the pulling when he got into the carriage hadn’t completely subsided yet.

The Sixth Prince sat directly on the floor at the foot of the seat. He rummaged through a secret compartment, pulled out a box of pastries, and opened the lid with a giggle, offering it to Song Yu.

“Eat the cakes. They’re tasty.”

As he spoke, he grabbed a chestnut cake and stuffed it into his mouth. His handsome face was filled with a simple, foolish charm. He smiled at Song Yu while eating, pushing the box of pastries towards Song Yu, signaling him to eat too.

Song Yu’s heart felt soft.

His nose suddenly felt a little sore.

It was a long-lost feeling of warmth from being cared for and looked after.

Just as Song Yu was silently moved, the Sixth Prince grabbed a walnut cake and shoved it into Song Yu’s hand. Then he leaned next to Song Yu’s head, his large eyes looking at him, “Do you like men?”

Song Yu’s strong emotional moment instantly vanished due to the suddenness of the question.

[I just spat out the noodles in my mouth from laughing at the previous ‘attending the funeral feast’ line. Now I almost dumped the entire bowl of noodles onto my partner’s head.]

[??? What’s going on? What position are you eating in, that it would fall on your partner’s head? Where is he?]

[Does Xiao Yu like men?]

[He must like them. Didn’t he almost marry Gu Zhen in Qinghe County before?]

[Now it’s Qi Zhen.]

[The plot has deviated too far. Who would have thought Qi Zhen was Prince Heshun’s son!]

The Sixth Prince didn’t get an answer to his question, so he immediately poked Song Yu’s face, “I’m asking you!”

Song Yu immediately snapped out of his daze, no longer looking at the floating words. He looked at the Sixth Prince, torn between laughter and tears, “I don’t know.”

He truly didn’t know.

The misunderstanding between him and Gu Zhen in Qinghe County was also arranged by the Earl and Countess of Anping. At the time, he just thought his parents’ arrangements were for his own good.

He had lived without parents for the first dozen years of his life.

As a child, he was extremely envious that Brother A-He had his biological father. Although his adoptive father was also very good to him, he was still an adoptive father. He desperately wanted his own biological parents.

At that time, the Earl and Countess of Anping were so good to him…

Sighing softly in his heart, Song Yu forced a smile and looked at the Sixth Prince, “Thank you, Your Highness, for letting me ride in your carriage. Your Highness has helped me a great deal.”

The Sixth Prince waved his hand dismissively, his face covered in pastry crumbs, “I can look at your butt?”

Song Yu: …

[I’m seriously dying of laughter! My stomach hurts! Hahahahahaha!]

[Laughing and rolling on the bed!]

[Even though the Sixth Prince is a fool, I suddenly really like him.]

Song Yu was speechless and incredulous. What is wrong with you two brothers!

Why do you both like looking at other people’s butts!

You truly are biological brothers!

While fiercely complaining in his heart, he weakly refused out loud, “This humble official is not very willing.”

The Sixth Prince sighed, “Fine. If you don’t want to, then you don’t want to. Do you want to see mine?”

Song Yu: …

Fearing that this Prince was too much of a free spirit and would take off his pants for him to see, he immediately said, “No, I don’t!”

The Sixth Prince sighed again, “Fine. Then do you want to see my brother’s?”

Song Yu: …

He quickly changed the subject, “Does Your Highness’s shoulder wound still hurt?”

The Sixth Prince laughed, “You do want to see my brother’s butt! Then do you want to see his…”

Song Yu endured the pain in his butt and the crime of insubordination. He reached out and covered the mouth of this living god of a child!

He fiercely blocked the words that were about to come out.

No!

Not at all!

His thing is too terrifying!

I haven’t seen it, but I felt it pressing against my face the whole way!

Let’s skip this topic.

Please!

“Does Your Highness’s shoulder need a change of dressing? Let this humble official change the dressing for Your Highness!” Song Yu suggested sincerely, covering the Sixth Prince’s mouth.