Can’t bear it

They didn't know whether the prince was happy or not, but they knew that the princess (Xiang Yunjin Stepmom) was definitely not happy. During the past few months when the prince was away, everyone could see that the princess was in an extremely good mood. She even treated the concubines in the mansion with a kinder attitude.

As the servants and guards walked along, they saluted and looked at the prince in surprise, wondering when this gentleman come back. When the news reached the main courtyard.

The princess, who was lying on the couch after receiving the news, couldn't help but kick over the maid who was massaging her.

"Princess, please spare me!" The maid knelt on the ground in panic.

"Useless thing, you can't even do a good massage, take her out." The princess looked cruelly at the maid shivering on the ground, and her pretty face became distorted.

The maid who kept begging for mercy, "Princess, please spare my life," was quickly dragged out.

"Princess, please calm down. Anger is harmful to your health. Why bother to be angry with a bitch?" As she said this, she handed the ginseng tea that had been warmed to the princess.

The princess glanced at her, barely suppressed the anger in her heart, took the tea and drank it all. After a while, the anger in her heart finally subsided.

"Qiuxiang, you are right. Why should we be angry with a bitch?" The princess smiled gently and touched the hair crown on her head that represented her identity as a princess.

"Change my clothes, the prince is back, and as a mother, I naturally have to go and see him." Sitting quietly in front of the dressing table, a flash of anger flashed across her eyes, and she realized that her and her son's plan had failed again. This bastard is really lucky to be able to dodge like this.

"Yes"

…

"Your child Jinzhi greets father." Xiang Yunjin raised his hand to refuse the attendant's report and shouted loudly outside the study.

"Jinzhi?" Prince Xiang paused with his pen, looked up at the door, and continued to annotate. He then handed it to the armored man beside him, "Do as I say, and go down."

"Yes." The man bowed and stepped back. Seeing the prince outside the door, he quickly bowed and left quickly while nodding to Yunjin.

"Come in." Then the prince's majestic voice came out, without any surprise or worry about his son's return.

Xiang Yunjin laughed at himself. This was his father. Which parent could remain calm when hearing about their children being assassinated? His father was one of them. He walked in.

"This son greets father," Yunjin bowed to him.

"Hmm." Prince Xiang looked at his eldest son, a complicated look flashed across that familiar face.

"I heard that you were assassinated. Are you okay now?"

"The son was lucky. He was rescued and has almost recovered now."

"That's good." He nodded, his expressionless face showing nothing, and then continued: "Father didn't agree with your disaster relief work in the first place. The journey is long and it's easy for things to go wrong. Now that you've been assassinated, you should reflect on yourself and learn from the lesson. Since you're fine, go back and have a good rest."

"Yes, father is right. I will take a good rest. I'll take my leave now." Xiang Yunjin's clenched fists had bulging veins. He turned around, but stopped after taking just one step.

"Father, don't you want to ask where Liu Lin found me, where I was injured when I was assassinated, how serious it was, and what happened along the way?"

Xiang Yunjin suddenly turned around and looked at his father who was high above him with an indifferent expression. His tolerance did not win any concern from his father. It was really enough and he was tired. Facing such an indifferent father, he had to be tolerant again. After all, his position as the crown prince was conferred by His Majesty himself. Unless he has committed a serious crime such as treason, even his father cannot kill his crown prince unless he dies.

"Are you questioning your father?" Prince Xiang closed the document in his hand, his face turned cold.

"I dare not, but am I not the son of father? Why…" At this point Xiang Yunjin chuckled softly, but his eyes were cold.

"Why did father get so nervous when Xiang Yunqi was a little bit unwell, and I, your eldest son, almost died outside, but father didn't say a word of concern, and asked me to go back and think about it carefully. How can you think that he is so partial to one and neglect the other? Just because he is the son of your beloved, you can ignore your son to this extent."

"Rebellious son, rebellious son..." Xiang Yunjin's words tore off the last fig leaf of Prince Xiang. Prince Xiang was so angry that he was shaking all over. He picked up the pen pillow on the desk and threw it at Xiang Yunjin without thinking. He never imagined that the heavy pen pillow would hit his son.

Looking at the pen pillow rushing towards him, Xiang Yunjin did not dodge or evade, but grabbed it in his hand at the last moment before it was about to hit his face.

"Hehe…" Yunjin laughed while looking at the pen pillow in his hand, but the depth of his eyes was as cold as ice. If this thing hits him, he would probably become the first prince of the Jin Kingdom to have his face disfigured. His father really loves him enough.

Xiang Yunjin gently placed the pen pillow on the desk and said with a faint smile, "Father, why are you so angry? Isn't what I said the truth?"

"This is a pen pillow made of fine black jade. It's very precious. If you smash this one, you may not get another one."

"You dare to threaten your father?" Prince Xiang looked at his eldest son with a pale face. He couldn't believe that such treasonous words would come out of his mouth. This change was too sudden.

"How dare I threaten you, father? And I am telling the truth. You don't treasure this pen pillow. But I do. After all, it was prepared by my mother."

At this point, Xiang Yunjin sneered at Prince Xiang and said, "Oh, I forgot. Father probably doesn't remember that this pen pillow was bought by mother. He has a beloved woman now, so how can he remember mother's efforts?"

"You...rebellious son..." Prince Xiang covered his chest with his hands, he was so angry that he was about to fume.

"I was really blind. How could I agree to your mother's request to make you the crown prince?" Prince Xiang pointed at Xiang Yunjin with a trembling hand.

"Isn't it because my father wanted to ask my mother for something that he made me the crown prince? It's too late for my father to regret now. Also, without me, how can my father command the Yuling Army? Don't forget that the Yuling Army is loyal to the descendants of the Yu family, not the high and mighty Prince Xiang. I am the only descendant of the Yu family. Without the Yuling Army, how can you have a place among the kings, and how can you intimidate the kings or even the emperor?"

Prince Xiang's eyes widened in shock at Xiang Yunjin's words. "You know everything?"

"I have always known this. Otherwise, how could my father mobilize the Yuling Army after my mother passed away?"

"So that's it," he gritted his teeth at Yunjin. I finally understood why every task he gave had to wait before being executed. It turned out to have something to do with the source.

Prince Xiang looked at his son, who was much taller than himself, and whose face was almost identical to that of the deceased princess (Yunjin Mom), his eyes were filled with anger. He did love the child for a few years when he was a child, but as the child grew up and looked more and more like his mother, looking at this face would remind him of his own incompetence and of the fact that he, a dignified prince, had to rely on the power of his wife's family. As a result, every time he saw his eldest son, he could not help but vent his anger on him and would not be in a good mood.

"You are blaming your father." Prince Xiang calmed down and looked at his son coldly.

"I dare not. I am only stating the facts and reminding you as a filial son that I almost lost my life in this assassination attempt, and the one who caused me so much damage was someone I trusted."