The Real Young Master Was Sold as a Slave, The Obsessive Crown Prince's Forced Love - Chapter 51
Chapter 51: Cliff
The wounds on Song Yu’s lower back and buttocks were throbbing with pain, but this pain was preferable to being taken away by Prince Jing.
He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and kept up with the Sixth Prince’s speed.
He had thought they would have to run for a long time, but as soon as they left the building, a carriage was parked 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, 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.”
Song Yu was extremely cautious. 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 directly grabbed him, 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, half-laughing, half-crying, “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.
…
The Sixth Prince shook his head firmly, “No.”
Then, with a frantic shake of his head, he freed his mouth from Song Yu’s clutches.
This time, he kept a slightly greater distance from Song Yu to avoid having his mouth covered again.
The Sixth Prince ate his cake while asking Song Yu, “If my brother dies, will you go to the funeral feast?”
Song Yu: …
I don’t know if your brother will be shaken to death, but I think if we keep talking, I might go first.
Wait…
Wait!
Just now, outside his courtyard, the Sixth Prince shouted loudly that the Crown Prince, having just escaped death, would be shaken to death on the way back to the capital…
If the Crown Prince really died on the road, wouldn’t the blame fall entirely on the Emperor?
After all, the Emperor clearly knew the Crown Prince was seriously injured, yet he insisted the Crown Prince return to the capital. Couldn’t that be interpreted as the Emperor deliberately trying to harass the Crown Prince to death?
This statement was blatantly yelled out by the Sixth Prince in his talk about “attending the funeral feast”…
It would surely reach many people’s ears.
Before, no one dared to say it, even if everyone knew the truth, they kept it hidden.
Now that it was yelled out, it couldn’t be kept secret anymore, and people would start discussing it. Not only would they discuss it…
Who knows where this rumor will lead, especially if someone steers the conversation…
The Emperor should be concerned, as it involves his own reputation.
Song Yu looked at the Sixth Prince again. Could he not be a fool? Is he faking it?
The Sixth Prince met Song Yu’s gaze and immediately looked mysterious, “Do you like eating boogers? I have some now.”
Song Yu: …
No.
What did you say?
His mind went blank in shock.
He saw the Sixth Prince put his finger into his nostril, then pull out a pale yellow, translucent strand. “I’ll eat this first, and then I’ll give you some later…”
As he spoke, he went to put it in his mouth.
Song Yu, in his urgency, quickly slapped his hand away.
The Sixth Prince wailed, “Wuwuwuwu, Xiao Yu is bad, Xiao Yu is bad! I won’t call you Daddy anymore!”
Song Yu: …
When did I ever let you call me that!
You are my living god!
Okay, I get it now. You’re not faking being a fool, and I’m the real fool.
I’m the real fool, truly.
How could I suspect a dignified Prince of faking foolishness?
Song Yu took his own handkerchief and wiped the Sixth Prince’s finger, which had just picked his nose. He patiently coaxed him, “Your Highness, I can make super delicious cakes. The best in the world.”
The Sixth Prince’s wailing stopped instantly.
He looked at Song Yu through tear-filled eyes, “Really?”
Song Yu nodded, “Really. I can also make…”
[Crap! Xiao Yu is in danger!]
[Oh my! Jump out of the carriage quickly!]
Song Yu hadn’t even finished his soothing words when their carriage was violently struck from the side. The carriage shuddered fiercely and instantly tilted over.
Song Yu was originally lying prone on the seat. The carriage instantly veered sideways, and he slid like a landslide, his head violently rushing toward the carriage wall.
The back of the Sixth Prince’s head slammed against the carriage wall with a bang.
In a flash of lightning, no one had time to react. Song Yu didn’t even have time to look at the words floating past. When he regained his senses, he felt himself falling wildly.
Inside the carriage, he struggled to crawl up, pulling aside the curtain—
“Holy cow!”
Their carriage had tumbled off a cliff somewhere, likely a steep drop. The carriage and its occupants were currently falling.
Song Yu’s first reaction, after the initial terror, was to immediately grab the Sixth Prince.
He thought that if the carriage crashed, and if there was a chance to hit a tall, dense tree, he would push the Sixth Prince out the window.
Falling onto a tree would at least give them a chance to survive.
Unfortunately—
The carriage was falling too fast. Song Yu hadn’t had time to see the situation outside the window—
Splash!
The carriage and the people inside plunged into the water.
On the precipice of the cliff.
Prince Heshun stood with a sinister cold sneer on his face.
Qi Wang dared to plot against him and expose Qi Zhen. Then let Qi Wang taste the pain of losing his brother!
“Return!”
After personally leading his men to ram the Sixth Prince’s carriage off the cliff, Prince Heshun left with his group.
On the edge of the cliff, the head of the Sixth Prince’s coachman and the small attendant serving him were separated from their bodies, their bl00d splattering on the ground.
…
“Something is wrong!”
In the procession returning to the capital, Ban Jin’s eyes were red with anxiety. He rushed to Qi Wang’s carriage.
Ba Liang, still injured, was not riding a horse on the way back but was sitting in the carriage with Qi Wang.
Ban Jin ignored the rules of etiquette and status, flipping the curtain open, “Your Highness, the Sixth Prince’s carriage has left the main group and is missing!”
Although Qi Wang had orchestrated the entire setup, he was indeed severely injured and had lost a lot of bl00d. His entire face showed a pale, sickly pallor. Hearing this, he suddenly looked up at Ban Jin, “What do you mean, ‘missing’?”
Ban Jin said urgently, “All the hidden guards following the Sixth Prince’s carriage were killed, none were left. A quarter of an hour after the procession started, no one reported the Sixth Prince’s safety. This subordinate was worried and went to check.
“When this subordinate arrived, the carriage was no longer with the procession.
“In the forest, the bodies of the guards were hidden.”
Ba Liang struggled to get up, “This subordinate will go check.”
He was skilled in medicine and could often save people who still had a breath left.
Ban Jin shook his head, “Decapitated.”
Ba Liang’s face instantly turned cold.
Decapitation. This method was extremely vicious.
“This looks more like revenge!”
Qi Wang’s body radiated a chilling, murderous aura like a Rakshasa, “Whose carriages were directly in front of and behind Jing’er?”
Ban Jin immediately said, “In front of the Sixth Prince was Consort Li’s carriage. This subordinate has already asked. The people in Consort Li’s carriage only said that Consort Li took medicine and fell asleep. The serving maid heard some noise behind them but didn’t stick her head out to look.
“Behind the Sixth Prince was Prince Jing. Prince Jing said that as the carriage was turning a corner, a few rabbits suddenly darted out of the forest in front of their carriage, causing them to stop briefly.
“By the time their carriage set off again, rounded the corner, and caught up with the main group, the Sixth Prince’s carriage was already gone. He thought Your Highness had perhaps ordered the Sixth Prince to go ahead.”
Prince Jing?
Ba Liang frowned, “Prince Jing guarded the Imperial Mausoleum for three years and only returned at the beginning of this year. He has always had little interaction with people in the capital. He shouldn’t be lying, should he?”
This is not the time to analyze this.
Qi Wang was severely injured. Even if he was burning with anxiety, he couldn’t get up to search himself. He could only instruct Ban Jin, “Start the search from the corner. The carriage must have taken a side road there!
“A carriage that big would surely leave tracks on the ground, whether moving left or forward.
“Bring more men!”
Ba Liang suddenly said, “Didn’t the Sixth Prince say earlier that he was going to take Song Yu into his carriage? Could it be that Song Yu colluded with someone and kidnapped the Sixth Prince?”
Ban Jin’s eyelid suddenly twitched. He looked at Qi Wang’s expression.
From a logical standpoint, this possibility was indeed great.
Qi Wang squeezed the small bell in his hand. After a moment of silence, he simply said, “Go search!”