Gifted Bride of the Sinned Prince

Kang Huijuan was confounded by the questions of Lóng Wei.

“Don’t provoke me to kill you. I am already irked, so better stay miles away from me,” Lóng Wei stated, and Kang Huijuan felt intimidated with his gaze. He walked ahead while Kang Huijuan didn’t follow him. He knitted his brows as he watched Lóng Wei walk away.

Lóng Wei’s face was hardly known to many, so people didn’t recognize him, but took him as a noble’s son. He stopped near a dumpling stall, where a mother was selling dumplings while her child was on her back.

“Even she loves her child,” Lóng Wei mumbled.

He stopped near the stall, but not to eat. He wanted to find out the answers from her. A mother understood the other mother in a better way. Perhaps, Lóng Wei was unable to understand his mother, and that became the reason for their unhealthy relationship.

No matter how many harsh words Yu Jun said, he still wanted her attention.

Evening passed, but he stayed near the stall as he had decided to converse with her after she finished her work. She would take some time to make her child drink milk. She would close the stall temporarily when her child cried for milk, and it made Lóng Wei recall the words from the servants that his mother never took care of him.

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In the late evening, the lady at the dumpling stall noticed him and asked him if he wanted to buy some. He shook his head. “Can you answer me a question?” He waited for the lady’s response.

“Yes, young master,” the lady replied.

Lóng Wei walked closer to the stall and asked her if she did not feel burdened with her child.

The lady was confused by Lóng Wei’s words, and she shook her head. The lady kept her tone humble because Lóng Wei appeared to be from an elite family. “No mother feels burdened with her child,” the lady responded.

“Mine doesn’t love me. I asked her many times, but she doesn’t like to see my face. She said that I must die. Can a mother say such things to her own child?” Lóng Wei questioned her while fisting his palms.

The lady was surprised to hear Lóng Wei’s question. She was unable to understand what to answer him. Seeing her silence, he understood that even she could not answer him. He walked away and returned to the palace.

That night, he could not sleep. His father had returned for the coronation of Xiaoming as the Crown Prince. The next day, when his mother gifted the robe to Xiaoming on his coronation and blessed him for his great future, Lóng Wei didn’t feel good. He destroyed the robe in front of everyone and got lashed out by everyone in the assembly.

Xiaoming thought Lóng Wei was envious of him. He never openly expressed his hatred for Lóng Wei, but it had already built up within him. Zhu Liling and the ministers asked Qiu Zedong to punish Lóng Wei once again.

Even at that moment, Lóng Wei waited for her mother to speak and said to everyone that she didn’t want her son to get punished. However, she didn’t. Instead, she asked the King to send Lóng Wei to the cold palace.

He got his answers. He was no one for Yu Jun. He didn’t object anyone in the assembly and wholeheartedly accepted his punishment. Because he wanted piece and going away from the sight of Yu Jun was the only way.

“I would like to say something to my father,” Lóng Wei pronounced, and lifted his head.

Qiu Zedong permitted him. “I hate my mother from the bottom of my heart,” Lóng Wei pronounced, and brought his right hand to his neck. Everyone present in the assembly looked in his direction.

Lóng Wei took out the black thread, which a mother was supposed to tie around her child’s when he was born. At the age of 12, it was cut. With a force, he pulled it, and the tiny silver pendant fell on the marble floor. Its sound reverberated in the assembly hall, and he threw it on the floor.

Yu Jun looked in his direction and tightly clenched her fingers.

“I want to go to the cold palace now,” Lóng Wei proclaimed, and looked at Hei Chengxi. “Prepare the carriage for me,” he said, and turned to leave when Qiu Zedong stopped him.

“Did something happen in my absence? Answer your father, Lóng Wei!” Qiu Zedong raised his voice at him and his fingers dug into the bolsters that were on the throne on which he was seated.

Lóng Wei started to walk out of the assembly hall when Qiu Zedong told Hei Chengxi to stop him. He bowed and quickly went towards Lóng Wei. He stood in front of Lóng Wei.

“Your Majesty, the Prince has lost his mind. He even defied your order. It clearly shows that he should be banished from the kingdom,” Kang Xi opined, and the Queen supported his decision.

“Because of Prince Lóng Wei, other princes and princesses are affected too. He said such a big thing in the assembly about his own mother. He is not suitable to stay in this palace,” Zhu Liling asserted.

“Lóng Wei, I said, turn towards me and answer me!” Qiu Zedong roared this time. He glanced in Yu Jun’s direction and asked her what he said to Lóng Wei this time.

Yu Jun stood up from her seat and bowed. “I said nothing, Your Majesty,” she stated.

Lóng Wei chuckled and turned to look at his father. “That’s why I hate her, Father. I wish she had been a mother to me. I don’t want to say anything anymore,” Lóng Wei said and left the hall.

“Concubine Yu, don’t test my patience. What did you say to Prince Lóng Wei?” Qiu Zedong asked her.

“Your Majesty, Sister Yu didn’t say anything. Prince Lóng Wei loves to create scenes on some important occasions,” Xiuying said, and told the King to calm down. “It was such an auspicious occasion, and we must not let it get ruined because of the youngest prince,” she added.

Qiu Zedong hummed and calmed down. He asked Gao Bing to go after Lóng Wei and bring him to his manor. Gao Bing bowed and left the hall.