My host is very irritable

Then there were the painful cries of Ye Ming and his wife, which were so pleasing to the ears that Bingyi could not help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

Revenge, that's the only way to feel good. ????﹏???????

It was unknown how long it had been before Eunuch Gao walked out of the dilapidated hall with satisfaction.

Leng Fengyan looked like dead, staring at the roof with lifeless eyes, two lines of tears of humiliation flowing from his eyes.

"Son, son, wake up, wake up..." Yan Haimei was almost going crazy, she kept calling Leng Fengyan.

"Mom and Dad, I hate you, I hate you. Why did you leave me here and not care about me? I hate you..." Leng Fengyan's voice became louder and louder, and in the end he even roared.

"Son, son, mom and dad haven't abandoned you, no... wuwuwu..." Ye Ming and his wife cried out in grief as they listened to their son's desperate words.

Seeing the miserable state of his former master's family, Xiao Ai, the auxiliary system, felt that his life was over.

It lay trembling in front of Bing Yi, its eyes full of hope: "Boss, please give me a quick death!"

"You're dreaming." Bingyi raised her hand and slapped it, causing it to roll on the ground for several times. It steadied itself and quickly returned to lie down beside Bingyi.

"Wait a minute, I'll tell you when I've thought it through." Bingyi said coldly.

"Yes, boss." Xiao Ai replied hurriedly and respectfully.

Leng Fengyan didn't know how long he had been lying there until his stomach growled and he came to his senses and got up with difficulty.

He looked around and found nothing in the cold palace except grass.

He covered his rumbling stomach, squatted on the ground, pulled out a handful of grass and stuffed it into his mouth.

The astringent taste made Leng Fengyan frown.

He wanted to vomit it out, but that would make him hungry, so he had to swallow it down with difficulty.

Looking at their son's appearance, Ye Ming and his wife couldn't bear to watch any longer, but they could still hear the sound of Leng Fengyan swallowing hard.

"Tsk tsk tsk, come and take a look!" At this time, a eunuch holding a bowl of unknown substance shouted to the outside of the door: "Our prince is eating grass!"

"What? What?" The palace servants passing by heard the eunuch shouting and rushed in, looking curiously at Leng Fengyan who was squatting on the ground.

When Leng Fengyan heard the eunuch's shouting, he hurriedly spat out the grass in his mouth and raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth.

But it was too late, and everyone had already seen it. They pointed at Leng Fengyan with laughter.

"It's really pitiful that a prince is eating grass..."

"What's so pitiful about him? It's because his mother is a spy. Your Majesty is merciful by not killing him."

"That's right. Without General Zhennan, their plan would have succeeded long ago, and we would have become slaves of a conquered nation..."

"That's right, the children of spies should all die. Come, let's beat him..."

"Okay, let's go together..."

The palace servants rushed forward and started punching and kicking the disabled Leng Fengyan.

“Ahhh… Stop hitting me, stop hitting me…” Leng Fengyan simply couldn’t withstand the beating from so many people, and soon he started screaming.

"Scream, I let you scream, I will beat you to death..." Everyone has different thoughts, especially in this deep palace.

When the prince falls into trouble, their hearts are filled with complicated emotions, and they will take the opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction.

Leng Fengyan's screams sounded like beautiful music to their ears, stimulating them even more and making them more violent.

Ye Ming and his wife wanted to faint. If they fainted, they would not see the miserable condition of their son.

However, Bing Yi infused them with spiritual power, and they couldn't even knock each other out.

When Leng Fengyan lay motionless on the ground, the palace men stopped.

"Hahaha, today is such a great day..."

"Me too, all the resentment I've had these days has disappeared..."

"I never thought I would beat up the prince."

"I never thought that they would always beat us to vent their anger in the past, but now we can beat the prince. It really is a changing world..."

"Let's go, let's get out of here quickly."

"Remember not to tell anyone, otherwise you will inevitably get into trouble."

"Remember, don't worry! We are not fools, we won't tell anyone."

"Okay, just keep it in mind."

"..."

Those palace servants quickly disappeared into the cold palace. Leng Fengyan struggled several times but failed to get up.

However, it was not until someone brought him food in the evening that he woke up.

It's not that he is kind-hearted. He is now responsible for Leng Fengyan's food. He is afraid that Leng Fengyan will die and he will pay for his life.

"Here, drink!" The eunuch stuffed a bowl of clear soup into his hand and motioned him to drink it quickly.

Although the soup was watery, Leng Fengyan did not dislike it and picked up the bowl and drank it all.

He wasn't full at all, but he didn't dare say it.

He handed the bowl back to the eunuch, pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Thank you, eunuch."

"Okay, stop talking about these useless things." The young eunuch didn't appreciate it at all. He glanced at him impatiently and left with the bowl.

If it was any other prince, he wouldn't dare to be disrespectful to him, but Leng Fengyan was different, because his mother this time was a spy, and his chances of getting out of the cold palace were slim.

Everyone in the palace knew about it, so they dared to bully him.

When Leng Fengyan saw the young eunuch leave, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He still resented his parents for finding an identity for him.

If Ye Ming and his wife knew about this, they would cry out that it was injustice.

The situation was very dangerous at the time, and they had no time to make a choice before sending Leng Fengyan down.

When they were safe, they discovered that their son had such a miserable childhood.

They quickly transformed Xiao Ai and threw it into modern society.

Leng Fengyan was also clear about the situation at that time, but since he suffered, he resented Ye Ming and his wife.

At night he huddled in a worn-out quilt to keep warm, and during the day he only had two bowls of watery soup, which was never enough to fill him up.

Leng Fengyan was still injured and had no money to give gifts to the eunuchs, so he didn't get any medical treatment at all. When the wind blew, he started coughing violently.

Sometimes he would even cough up blood. Seeing the blood, Leng Fengyan was not anxious anymore. He thought about death. If he died, he would not have to suffer anymore.

Even if he wanted to die, Bing Yi would definitely not let him die. She left a trace of spiritual power in him to keep him alive, allowing him to linger on.

Want to die? His sins have not been fully redeemed, and it would be a good thing for him to die.

He was weak and coughed every three steps he took. Seeing his condition, Eunuch Gao became even more concerned and secretly entered the cold palace at night.

"Father-in-law, please let me go! I will take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life..."