The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 2239: Dare Not Disobey the Order at the Risk of Death
CHAPTER 2239: CHAPTER 2239: DARE NOT DISOBEY THE ORDER AT THE RISK OF DEATH
"Then Father Emperor, may your son be permitted to visit the dungeon and see how Eighth Brother fares? I am unaware if he suffers any hardships, and I wish to bring him some food and necessities."
He said.
Hearing this, Emperor Ziyan glanced at his son helplessly.
"If you don’t mind the place’s inauspicious aura, then go ahead."
A son wishes to care for the fraternal bond with his brother; he couldn’t possibly forbid that, could he?
Let him go and have a look at Yin Lvqing then. Perhaps at this very moment, Yin Lvqing is feasting lavishly, and it would serve to quell this naïve son’s desire to help Yin Lvqing.
"Thank you, Father Emperor, for your graciousness. Your son takes his leave."
Prince Niu, having received the grace, immediately left the imperial study and headed straight for the dungeon.
Of course, to prove he was indeed bringing necessities to visit Yin Lvqing, after he left the palace, he especially instructed his guards to buy some items and brought them along to the dungeon.
...
Within the dungeon.
At the moment, where was there even a trace of Yin Lvqing?
The official, upon seeing Prince Niu arriving swiftly and urgently with his entourage and items, broke out in a cold sweat from fear.
Even though Yin Lvqing’s departure was not of his arrangement, nor did it go through him.
However, he was the highest-ranking official of this major office, and within this dungeon, what could possibly escape his legal eye?
Thus, no sooner had Yin Lvqing left than he had promptly been informed.
But now, Prince Niu had come.
"Prince Niu, why have you come?" He hurried to welcome him, obsequiously asking.
"This prince has come to see Eighth Prince. You lead the way." Prince Niu’s eyes swept lightly over the official and he commanded.
Official: "!"
See what? The man isn’t even here!
What path should he lead? Who knows where Yin Lvqing, the Eighth Prince, might be at this time?
"Prince, the dungeon is a place of ill omen. How can your noble and exalted self enter such a place? If you have any words, may this official convey them to Eighth Prince for you?"
He suggested.
"Hmm?"
Prince Niu’s gaze turned frosty as he swept it towards the official.
"This prince is here by the Emperor Father’s command to visit Eighth Prince. Are you intending to defy the decree?"
"Hah!"
The official, terrified, immediately broke into a cold sweat and fell to his knees on the ground.
"This official dares not. This official would not dare to defy the decree even at the cost of a thousand deaths."
Where would he dare to defy the order? But now, truly he was unable to produce the person in question.
It would be feasible to present a stand-in for Yin Lvqing, but the difference between the true and the fake would be clear to him at a glance, let alone to Prince Niu who was quite close to Eighth Prince, wasn’t it?
"Not daring to defy the decree, then lead the way quickly!" Prince Niu rebuked sternly.
"Yes, yes, Prince, this way please."
The official had no choice but to steel himself, stand up, and lead Prince Niu towards the dungeon.
He could only take it one step at a time, pretending to know nothing. The fake individual, after all, was from Yin Lvqing’s own ranks and had nothing to do with him.
Meanwhile, inside the dungeon, when the stand-in guard for Yin Lvqing heard the footsteps approaching from afar,
and when he heard the official loudly calling out ’Prince Niu’ repeatedly, he too was nearly scared to death.
He muttered under his breath, how could Prince Niu come here?
Although he bore considerable resemblance to the prince, there were many differences indeed.
To the average person, they might mistake him at first glance for their master, the prince, but who was Prince Niu? He was someone who frequently shared meals and drinks with his master, the prince.
Could Prince Niu possibly fail to recognize him?