Even though I was dressed as an ugly woman, I was still forced to love by all kinds of big guys

"Sixth Prince, you don't know..." Li Xinglan lowered his body slightly, the fox embroidered on his collar flashing a cold light, "I know a little bit about poison~"

Han Junyue raised his glass, ready to drink again, but his hand froze. He stared at Li Xinglan in disbelief and asked angrily, "What do you mean?"

After saying that, he quickly stood up and scratched his throat, trying to spit out the wine.

Li Xinglan pulled out a chair, sat down leisurely, and crossed his legs. "It's useless. The moment you drank it, the poison spread through your blood."

"How dare you poison me?! Murdering the royal family will result in the extermination of all nine generations of your clan!" Han Junyue stretched out his hand to strangle Li Xinglan's neck. He wanted to crush this sinister villain to death!

Unexpectedly, Li Xinglan didn't move at all. He just continued to say lightly, "I'm the only one who can cure this poison. If I die, then I'll have to trouble the Sixth Prince to stay with me."

Han Junyue obviously didn't believe what Li Xinglan said. He was about to call for help, but found that he could not move or speak.

He fell into the chair and looked at Li Xinglan in disbelief as she smiled at him.

This madman! In the open and clear world, he actually dared to murder the royal family! He really is a madman!

"I don't think the Sixth Prince would want to die with me." Li Xinglan glanced at the jade ring on Han Junyue's right hand and said in a soothing tone, "Prince Pingwu led the mighty army and protected Daqi. Yet the current emperor is wary of this prince of a different surname. If it weren't for the silent support of my Li family, the prince would have died in the battle of Xiling long ago."

"Your biological mother was just an ordinary daughter of a royal guard. Because of her beauty, she was favored by the emperor during his western tour. However, she tragically died in the deep palace when you, the Sixth Prince, were only five years old. If it weren't for Prince Pingwu's repeated military exploits and his desperate efforts to protect the Sixth Prince, I'm afraid you would have ended up like your biological mother..."

Shut up! Shut up! Han Junyue’s eyes were red, like an angry lion, wanting to roar, but no sound came out.

He trembled all over, his thoughts pulled back to more than ten years ago. A pair of embroidered shoes dangling in the air was a shadow that he would never be able to erase in his life.

He, Han Junyue, has the most gentle mother in the world. She always holds him in her arms and tells him bedtime stories in a soft voice. She always has a gentle smile on her face. His mother is the most beautiful woman in the world.

But one day, he waited by the bed all night but his mother did not show up. The palace maid said that maybe the emperor had summoned her, as his mother was the most favored one in the harem.

He let the palace maid coax him and fell asleep peacefully, but was awakened by a commotion in the middle of the night.

He ignored the palace maids' attempts to stop him, walked through the crowd and ran to his mother's bed. He saw that his mother's face was burned into a bloody mess.

He screamed...

No one knows who hurt my mother. According to the senior palace maid who survived by chance, the person had his face covered and looked like a woman.

"She" was a martial arts expert, and moved like a ghost. The palace maids and eunuchs following my mother were either dead or injured. By the time the imperial guards arrived, they had already disappeared without a trace.

No one could find this "ghost". When the emperor learned about it, he was furious. He dismissed many people and punished many people. He ordered a thorough investigation, but there was no result and it became an unsolved case.

Later, his mother was finally brought back from the brink of death by the imperial physician, but her appearance was completely ruined, with the skin and flesh on her face stuck together deformedly. He was so frightened at first that even his father didn't want to look at his mother again.

But the strong mother endured it and was still gentle. She wanted to hug him and tell him stories, but he dodged her. His mother was a monster and she was ugly. His other brothers and sisters all laughed at him like that.

Finally, my mother couldn't hold on any longer and she hanged herself in Anning Palace. Perhaps she was finally free, as there was still a hint of a smile on her horrifying face.

When he came back from class and saw this scene, he fell to the ground.

Looking at the pair of embroidered shoes swaying in front of his eyes, he suddenly realized that he no longer had a mother and would never have her gentle embrace again.

After a brief silence, heart-wrenching cries were heard from Anning Palace.

He was only five years old and remembered that when his mother said with a pleading look, "Jun'er, can I hug you?", he ran away without looking back.

He said, "I don't want to be hugged by someone as ugly as you!"

This was his last conversation with his mother, words he would never be able to forgive himself for in his lifetime. He would never have another chance to seek his mother's forgiveness...

Li Xinglan looked at Han Junyue, who was lost in memories and looked like he was going to collapse. He was sure of the reason why he had a fetish for ugliness. It was indeed a trauma from his childhood.

"Our Li family has always followed Prince Pingwu, and you are the person the prince wants to protect. In a sense, we are allies." Li Xinglan spoke, pulling Han Junyue out of the whirlpool of memories.

Seeing that he had regained his composure a little, his eyes reddened with hatred for himself, Li Xinglan continued, "The emperor is ill, and various factions are secretly competing. Even if the Sixth Prince doesn't fight, he must make careful plans to protect his future."

Han Junyue frowned, closed his eyes in pain, and cursed Li Xinglan in his heart.

I need you to preach to me, you mad dog! Didn’t my uncle explain this to me? Didn’t you see I came here with all these gifts today to show my goodwill? I said I was just here to eat, so why don’t you trust me anymore?

After a good scolding, he finally nodded weakly to indicate that he knew everything.

Only then did Li Xinglan feed him an antidote.

After a long pause, Han Junyue finally regained his spirits and found that he could speak. He opened his mouth and said, "You mad dog! How dare you..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Li Xing, "The poison has not been completely removed. I will send someone to deliver the antidote to the prince every two months."

Upon hearing this, Han Junyue was furious, his face turning purple. "Remove it all at once! You bastard, if you get beaten to death, will this prince really be buried with you?!"

Li Xinglan smiled and said, "That's why I have to trouble the Sixth Prince to protect me well. After all, I'm just a weak businessman."

Han Junyue: ...

He wanted to curse, but he held it back. Finally, he could only shake his sleeves and stand up to leave, but he heard a knock on the door. The food was served.

After being silent for a long time, he chose to sit down quietly. He felt extremely regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have been greedy for this Tom Yum Goong seafood soup!

Anyway, things have come to this, let’s eat first and leave!

"This isn't poisonous, is it?" he asked unhappily.

Li Xinglan narrowed his fox eyes, but still smiled, "Your Highness, drink with confidence. I'll treat you to dinner today."

In fact, he had never thought of poisoning Han Junyue today. He wanted to persuade him with reason, but he had to be so mean.

Let Su Su be a maidservant? How many lives do you have to dare to say that? Do you think he is dead?

After dealing with Han Junyue, Li Xinglan turned around and went to find Shen Jiaojiao, who was still waiting eagerly.

There are too many things to do every day, and Li Xinglan feels exhausted because he has to deal with endless interpersonal relationships.

I really want to have a good sleep leaning on Su Su.

When Shen Jiaojiao spoke to him in a coquettish tone and he watched her red lips opening and closing, he even felt dazed for a moment.

Although it was difficult to escape, the advantage was freedom. When the world was their only protection, Su Su also smiled brightly at him.

Thinking about it now, it didn’t seem so bad back then.