The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 500: Good Son

Chapter 500: Good Son

“Crown Prince, believe it or not, I have never, not once, abandoned you.” The emperor spoke up.

But all Crown Prince heard was the most outrageous joke ever, shaking his head, “Never? You’re still trying to fool me, even now? Your last jubilee made your choice painfully clear.”

“You gave old second your men, to keep the peace. You gave me a scepter, a symbol of power and fortune, to do as I wished. But tell me, which Crown Prince in our entire dynasty could do as he wished? When have you, imperial father, ever managed to do so? It was clear as day that you never cared for this Crown Prince. And what did you say to the fatty? No reward. Humph, only the emperor doesn’t need a reward in this world. Do you think I am dumb?”

“Big brother, you’ve got it all wrong. How can you jump to conclusions over some jokes, and think that imperial father wants to throw you away?”

The innocent Yongning stared back at him as Fatty remained silent with his thoughts.

The emperor sighed, “Crown Prince, is this why you kept sending assassins after your third brother?”

“What?!” Yongning cried, “Big brother went after.. third brother too? “

Crown Prince grinned while the fatty’s face widened.

The emperor sighed, “I’ve known it for years. Crown Prince has sent his men again and again. Even as I had him go to Windgaze City, miles away from the imperial capital, the killer was right behind him. And with the last jubilee, the attempts only intensified. Your brother never once mentioned this, but I’m sure he was aware. Isn’t it true, Cong’er?”

“Yes, imperial father.” Fatty spoke with resolve.

The emperor was just as confused, “Mister Fang, I didn’t call for you.”

“I did.”

The stunned emperor met fatty’s beady green eyes, “This day is also the first time I’ve acted. Master wanted to lend me support for a while.”

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The emperor shook his head, “Cong’er, I have read many people in my life, had the world at my fingertips, but you are the last one I ever expected to elude me.

“Cong’er, you’re truly my one good son.” The emperor spoke heavily, whether from excitement or anger..