[Various] The Deposed Crown Prince's Survival Story

Fusu looked back following the sound of the baby crying and discovered a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old standing behind her stepmother. ?

Unlike her mother, who wore a black blouse, the young girl was dressed exceptionally brightly and dazzlingly. She wore a light yellow silk robe, a jade lotus crown, held a mica fan, and wore phoenix-head shoes. Judging from Ying Zheng's satisfied and admiring gaze, one could tell that this extremely beautiful woman must also be a woman who had won his favor.

Looking at the serene and beautiful Mi Ji, and then at this radiant and bright young woman, Fusu couldn't help but sigh at his boss's good fortune. One was a stunning beauty with a serene and elegant air, and the other was a stunning beauty with a radiant air. Both were great beauties, and it would be quite a spectacle if they fought.

"Jing Shu greets Your Majesty." The girl named "Jing Shu" stepped forward gracefully, smiled and bowed to Ying Zheng, and said in a gentle voice, "It's all Jing Shu's fault. I didn't coax Gao'er well and disturbed Your Majesty."

As Madam Zhao spoke, she took a tightly wrapped swaddle from the wet nurse beside her. Inside the swaddle was a seven- or eight-month-old baby with delicate eyebrows, bright eyes, rosy cheeks, and a lovely appearance.

"Father, my little sister is so beautiful!" Fusu looked at Ying Zheng with a radiant and innocent expression.

Madam Zhao's smiling face froze instantly at Fusu's words.

Mi Ji pursed her lips slightly, revealing a smile more beautiful than a flower, and said, "Madam Zhao, please don't be offended. Su'er is young and doesn't know the difference between boys and girls. Besides, Gao'er is so petite and beautiful, with a boyish appearance, it's no wonder Su'er guessed wrong."

"Su'er, this is your second brother Gao, not your sister." Ying Zheng held Fusu, pointed to the young master Gao in Lady Zhao's arms, and said with a smile, "Although he is indeed a bit cute."

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, Lady Zhao's smile froze even more, and she tightened her grip on the fan.

Actually, it wasn't that Ying Zheng favored Mi Ji or disliked Lady Zhao. Rather, as an emperor, and a busy one at that, he was always the one being flattered by his concubines. He had no time to care about the infighting within the harem or the subtle, unspoken implications.

Even if he really likes a woman, at most he'll reward her with some rare jewels and flatter her. But asking him to delve into a woman's inner world with a gay best friend—who has to be unemployed and bored—or to shield her from all the troubles of the harem like a romance novel hero, is fine once or twice, but if it happens too often, he'll definitely get annoyed.

As for matters of the harem, apart from the women who were extremely favored by Ying Zheng and could get him to take action once or twice simply because of their looks, he never interfered in other matters.

Therefore, Ying Zheng did not interpret Mi Ji's words too much. He just felt that what Mi Ji said made a lot of sense. Gao'er was indeed delicate and beautiful, just like a girl.

"Little brother?" Fusu frowned as he looked at the small, pink bundle in Madam Zhao's hands, which looked like a little kitten, and muttered, "So small, not as big as Su'er."

"Hehe, of course, Su'er is the older brother." Ying Zheng reached out and teased Gongzi Gao, who was grinning foolishly at him with his big, dark eyes wide open, and said to Fusu with a smile, "Su'er, do you want to touch your little brother?"

Fusu looked at her own hands, then at the delicate, almost fragile hands of the young master Gao, and shook her head, saying, "No! He's so weak, and Su'er's hands are too heavy; I'm afraid I'll hurt him to death!"

As soon as Fusu finished speaking, the atmosphere turned cold. Before Ying Zheng could even speak, Mi Ji reprimanded Fusu, "Su'er, how could you say that? What do you mean by death? How could you talk like that? Quickly apologize to Lady Zhao."

The people of Earth are so annoying. They have to apologize even for telling the truth. They are such weaklings. I could kill them with a single word of guidance, or rather, a breath of air. And they expect me to apologize to them.

No apology! Absolutely no apology!

Fusu, who was half-leaning in Ying Zheng's arms, turned to face him, rested his little head on Ying Zheng's chest, placed his two little hands on Ying Zheng's neck, and said in a soft, cute voice, "Father~~~"

"Alright, alright, Su'er, be good, Su'er won't make a fuss." Ying Zheng held Fu Su, gently patted his back, and comforted him with a smile: "Jing'er, Su'er is still a child. Don't yell at him so loudly, it will frighten Su'er. Jing Shu, Su'er is young and doesn't know any better. It's normal for him to say the wrong thing. You are an adult, don't hold it against Su'er."

Both Mi Ji and Lady Zhao were quite surprised that Ying Zheng was so protective of Fusu, but since the words had already been spoken, they had no choice but to bow and smile in agreement with Ying Zheng.

"Alright, let's go into the main hall first. Su'er and Gao'er are both fine; it's not good for them to be exposed to the wind all the time." Ying Zheng said, casually patting Fusu's exposed bare bottom and pointing to the main hall.

Ying Zheng's protectiveness of Fusu was not because he was already senile before he even got old.

It's because Fusu is different from the other princes in the palace. He is his eldest son, and since he has no legitimate son, Fusu is the heir to the throne of Qin. He is the third-ranked person in the entire Qin palace after himself and Empress Dowager Huayang. How could he be scolded by two concubines and have to apologize to them just because of a young and ignorant remark? There's no way he could possibly apologize to them.

Ying Zheng may not have cared much about the infighting among the concubines in the harem, but that doesn't mean he was unaware of it.

The eldest and second sons were born in the same year, and the two brothers were only three months apart in age. In fact, if the eldest son had not been born prematurely, he would have been only half a month older than the second son. Given this age gap, Ying Zheng did not believe that Lady Zhao would be willing to accept it.

There must be a proper order of seniority and hierarchy; if there is no distinction between mistress and concubine, the legitimate son will be in danger; if brothers are not obedient, the state will be in danger.

Therefore, Ying Zheng's favoritism wasn't directed at Fusu, but at the eldest prince of Qin. He wanted everyone in the Xianyang Palace to know that no one could bully this fishpond... no, this brat, except himself, not even his own mother.

Upon entering the hall, Ying Zheng sat in the center, Fu Su leaned on Ying Zheng's left knee, and Mi Ji sat beside Fu Su.

Lady Zhao sat down at the lower end of the table, placed Prince Gao on the ground, and said to Ying Zheng with a smile, "Your Majesty, in the few days you were away, Gao'er has already learned to walk. Let him walk to both sides for you to see, what do you think?"

"Oh? Gao'er can already walk? Come, come! Let Gao'er take a few steps and come here to me." Ying Zheng was delighted and beckoned to Prince Gao, signaling him to come over.

Unfortunately, Prince Gao was a real baby and didn't understand anything. No matter how much Ying Zheng reached out and called to him, or how anxious Lady Zhao was, Prince Gao sat there as still as a mountain, not moving an inch, not even crawling.

Ying Zheng teased him for a while, then, feeling a bit bored, he was about to give up when he saw Prince Gao suddenly stand up and stagger toward Ying Zheng.

"Come, come! Gao'er, come here!" Ying Zheng leaned forward slightly and beckoned to the approaching Prince Gao.

The young master Gao, who waddled like a little duck, ignored Ying Zheng, who reached out to hug him. He didn't even give the King of Qin a second glance and simply brushed past him.

Show tenderness to your boss for thirty seconds!

Fusu, who was happily eating dried meat, covered his mouth, which was chuckling, and looked at Ying Zheng with a sympathetic expression.

But before he could even finish his tenderness for thirty seconds, he felt a small shadow appear in front of him, and then he felt a pain on his left cheek, as if he had been bitten hard by something.

How dare you, you little blue planet cub, bite me! I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget...

Su Baobao raised her little hand, ready to slap the arrogant Blue Star cub who was ignoring her, when she heard a "waaaah" and the Blue Star cub, Gongzi Gao, burst into tears.

Why are you crying? I'm the victim here! I haven't even hit you yet, and you're already crying? Keep crying, keep crying... if you keep crying, I'll really...

"Sweetie, don't cry. I'll give you some jerky. Please stop crying, okay?"