How much can one person hate another person?

When he was three years old, Wen Chenyi was held by the hand by an adult and saw his newborn brother for the first time.

It was snowing outside, but it was very hot in the palace. The scorching charcoal fire turned winter into spring. People were busy running around everywhere, holding gold, silver, jade and clear water in their hands, with expressions of extreme joy on their faces.

Wen Chenyi rarely saw such a lively scene in Dongli's palace.

Even though he had more than one brother and sister in the past three years, it seemed that none of them had ever received such grand treatment.

He looked into the palace curiously, and when he saw the little baby wrapped in white cloth, he cried out "Wow" and wanted to go forward, but was stopped by a servant when he was about to touch the baby's soft cheek.

"Your Highness, you are not allowed to touch me." The servant stopped him with his hand respectfully but unquestionably.

Many servants around turned to look at him.

The sudden convergence of gazes made Wen Chenyi feel a little overwhelmed. He awkwardly withdrew his hand and explained in a low voice: "I just wanted to take a look."

A hoarse laugh came from the bed covered by a gauze curtain not far away. It was clearly a laugh, but there was no sense of joy.

The woman's low voice rang out: "If he wants to see it, let him see it."

"But, His Majesty the King said..."

"Don't worry about what he says."

"No need." The woman standing behind Wen Chenyi suddenly spoke.

Wen Chenyi was startled by the coldness in her tone and turned to look at his mother.

However, this beautiful woman, who had always been gentle and noble and perfectly portrayed the role of the Queen of the Dongli Empire, showed a distorted expression on her face for the first time, which even a child could notice.

"We just came to see if your delivery went smoothly. Since everything is fine, we will leave first."

Wen Chenyi was grabbed by the arm by a strong force and dragged outside.

His mother's long, luxurious golden nails dug into the flesh of his arm, and Wen Chenyi felt so painful that he wanted to cry. However, when he met the woman's cold gaze, he forced back the tears that were already welling up in his eyes.

The child trembled with fear.

Can't cry.

If you cry now, you will be scolded when you go back. Da Wen meets Xiao Wen for the first time.jpg "Why is it that they are both princes, but he can get the love of your father, but you can't?"

"You were born three years earlier than him, why are you so useless?"

……

Wen Chenyi listened to these words for several years, and watched his mother become thinner and more crazy after his younger brother was born.

When she stepped outside, she was still the gentle and elegant noble queen who was impeccable to anyone, the daughter of a duke, of pure aristocratic blood, and surrounded by an enviable halo.

But when only she and Wen Chenyi were there, all the darkness burst out at once.

Wen Chenyi had seen her smash those expensive and fragile utensils crazily more than once, as if she was smashing another person's existence. She laughed loudly at the broken pieces that could not be put together again, and spat out vicious curses from her throat.

Sometimes when she got tired of scolding him, she would turn her attack target to him.

Wen Chenyi accepted it all in silence.

Over the years, he has developed a character of keeping silent when encountering problems. As long as he does not resist, his anger will not last long.

Wen Chenyi thought he could endure it forever.

Until one day, he met Wen Xun, his younger brother whom he had met once when he was still a baby, but who had been isolated since then and had not been seen in public until he was six years old.

He stood in the center of the garden, surrounded by a group of people, like stars surrounding the moon.

Wen Chenyi looked at it from afar, feeling mixed emotions.

As the nominal Crown Prince of the Dongli Empire, his food, clothing, and the people who follow him are completely inferior to Wen Xun's.

Wen Xun seemed to have noticed him as well, but he had no intention of greeting Wen Chenyi. He nodded coldly and left.

Ever since he started to show up, Wen Chenyi has heard a new voice.

Everyone seemed to be discussing behind the scenes when Crown Prince Wen Chenyi would be deposed.

It is obvious that His Majesty the King of Dongli does not like the current Crown Prince.

His Majesty the King has a cold personality and does not pay much attention to his own children. He has more than ten children, but Wen Xun is the only one he has taken the initiative to care for and look after.

Everyone said that this was because Wen Xun's mother was the only one whom His Majesty the King truly loved.

The rest, whether the queen or the other concubines, were all shoved into the king's harem by aristocratic forces, and even leaving children behind was done to balance power. The only exception was Wen Xun's mother, who was a phantom beast transformed into a human by the king's contract.

The king loved her so much that he went crazy for her and beheaded all the ministers who raised objections. If it were not because it was really against the rules and the queen's mother's family was too powerful and useful to the king, he would probably have given her the throne of queen.

Wen Chenyi began to feel jealous. He could finally empathize with his mother. He also hoped that Wen Xun would disappear soon.

But fortunately, that day, everything changed.

Wen Xun's mother died.

Less than a week later, Wen Xun's status as a prince was abolished, he was sent out of the palace, and became the nominal child of a noble family.

The sound that had troubled him for years suddenly stopped.

Wen Chenyi thought he could finally be happy, as his father would finally be able to see him.

But he found that even if the two biggest mountains standing between him and his mother were removed, his father still did not love him and still looked down on him.

No matter how hard Wen Chenyi tried to perform well in the academy, and no matter how he became the diligent and motivated heir in the eyes of others, he still could not occupy any position in the eyes of his father.

On the contrary, Wen Xun, whom he thought had been completely abandoned, freely ignored the rule that Prince Dongli was not allowed to study abroad, and ran away to attend school in the Dawn Empire, and brought his loyal little follower to be his full-time nanny, ha!

Wen Chenyi was extremely angry.

Why, why can he live so well?

So this time, when the league started and he saw an opportunity to suppress the Imperial Magic Academy, he participated without hesitation.

"I want to kill him with my own hands." Wen Chenyi said to Hagadi, his gloomy brows not hiding his dark and paranoid thoughts at all.

He didn't care even if there were cameras filming him, nor did he care if his father, the King, saw him. Even being seen would be even better. If the death of his beloved son could make him see him, then Wen Chenyi's journey would be worthwhile.

He has endured it for so many years and is now finally going crazy.

Only killing Wen Xun can bring him peace of mind.

The high and mighty Prince Hagadi of Arundir glanced at the man with a ferocious face, then calmly looked away.

"Really?" he said lightly. "Well, now's perfect. Their magic power should be almost depleted. Let your team finish them off."

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