I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Dear cousin:

I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you very much. I have been very busy with court affairs recently and it is rare for me to have this free time. I will come to your house tomorrow to chat with you, watch the moon, play music and have a heart-to-heart talk.

Signed: Yingshuang

The two words "Yingshuang" are printed on his exclusive seal.

Ye Zhao read these few short lines over and over again.

The more he read, the happier he became, until he memorized the letter and held it close to his chest.

If he wasn't so ill, he would have jumped up and shouted.

Thinking of this, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly, and countless regrets piled up in his chest, turning into a raging fire that intended to burn his sanity.

He urgently needed to vent his anger, and immediately looked at Xiao Yu beside him, and their eyes met unexpectedly.

A feeling of dissatisfaction rose in Xiao Yu's heart. Realizing the offense, he lowered his head wisely.

In the past, Ye Zhao would have had his eyes gouged out.

It’s different now. He is in a good mood and hasn’t lost his temper.

Besides, Xiao Yu is useful. It would be a loss if he was beaten or disabled.

If you are in a bad mood...you're on your own.

"Luqiao." He suppressed his anger and called out without turning his head.

Luqiao stood in front of him and bowed her head, "Yes."

"I just asked you to arrange it. Remember to hurry up and don't make any mistakes." He paused and brought the subject back to the point. "Also, tell them to arrange it just as my cousin likes. Don't make any mistakes. Anyone who makes a mistake will be killed and fed to the dogs. The little ones haven't eaten meat these past few days and are very hungry."

Although this is an extremely cruel act, he feels extremely happy and enjoys the feeling of destroying others. In his eyes, worthless people do not need to be kept.

Luqiao and Cuiwei have been with him since they were young, obeying his orders without thinking there was anything wrong with it.

Even if it was anyone in the mansion, being able to die for him would be an honor, so why not do it?

"The slaves obey."

Ye Zhao's expression eased a little as he looked at Xiao Yu, casually playing with the jade pendant with auspicious cloud and dragon pattern on his waist, as if carefully assessing her value.

"Xiao Yu, the Crown Prince will come tomorrow, and I order you to serve him."

Little guy, the meat is right in front of you, but it depends on you whether you can eat it or not.

Xiao Yu was frightened and the color drained from his face.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, with an expression of disbelief, as if she had heard it wrongly. Was it what she thought it meant?

He subconsciously looked at Luqiao and Cuiwei, wanting to get answers from them.

But she was disappointed. Luqiao and Cuiwei had no expression on their faces, as if they had already known about it and took it for granted.

She fell to her knees with a plop. "I absolutely dare not do that. I am the Crown Prince's, and after death I will be his ghost. I must always remember this, and I cannot cross the line."

Ye Zhao glared at her, turned his face and kicked her to the ground, "Why, you look down on the prince like this?"

The kick hit Xiao Yu's abdomen, and he fell to the ground, his elbow hitting the solid floor.

Who is she to be picky?

Don’t you look at what kind of person you are?

Sweat pouring down her face, "I am not worthy of you."

Ye Zhao bent down condescendingly and lifted her chin, his eyes like knives sweeping across her face. "You are quite self-aware. You are indeed unworthy. But, do you dare to disobey me?"

Those eyes turned fierce, as if she would be killed without a burial place if she dared to say another word.

"...I dare not...Please forgive me, my lord." Xiao Yu begged for mercy in pain.

Ye Zhao's face turned pale and his chest felt heavy. He pushed her face away. Jealousy burned his mind and made him forget his own identity.

Her beautiful, delicate face was distorted. "You're lucky! My cousin is wise and intelligent, and he cares about the world. His Majesty praises him endlessly, all the ministers are subservient to him, and the people love him. Without me, a lowly person like you would never touch a hair of my cousin in your entire life."

His eyes were slightly dark, as if he was suppressing something.

If it weren't for...

hateful!

Luqiao took out a clean handkerchief and wiped his hand. The scented handkerchief also wiped away the smell of powder on Xiao Yu's face.

The disgusting feeling that remained on every part of his hands disappeared, and Ye Zhao's frown gradually smoothed out.

His icy expression softened considerably, and he added to Luqiao, "Find a few maids from the palace to check her thoroughly inside and out, and wash her clean several times."

"Wash it and send it to the prince's old place tomorrow night."

Luqiao obeyed all the orders.

Ignoring Xiao Yu who was trembling and begging in fear, he dragged him out.

As soon as the man left, the cold penetrated into Ye Zhao's bones, and he was almost frozen to death. He ordered Cuiwei to take off his shoes and socks and get back into bed.

It was not until his body gradually warmed up under the quilt that he seemed to come back to life.