Chapter 137: The World Is Upside Down
He was thin, and the bright yellow prince he was wearing was also wide and did not fit at all, making him look more and more skinny.
A pair of dark eyes like stagnant water.
The young man couldn't control the trembling of fear, and there was a tear in his eyes, but he didn't dare to ask for help, he couldn't ask for help.
There was no one to turn to.
'Don't be reincarnated into the royal family in the next life. ’
The cold light is out of the sheath.
'Hey, he inherited the beauty of the queen and the emperor, more beautiful and thin than a girl, isn't it a pity to die like this, don't you hate the queen? You say, how would the queen react if she saw her youngest son defiled? ’
The covetous, the pickled, the filthy, irresistible eyes entwined him like maggots on tarsal bones.
Not to mention, his little face is white, and it is really interesting to play. ’
Near.
Foul smell.
Twisted, extended, malevolent, a pair of hands reaching out towards him.
He looks glamorous, and he doesn't know how many days no one has served him to take a bath, can you really do it? ’
"Whatever, this is the second son of Great Qin. ’
……
Overhead, the giant trees overlook everything, their indifferent and high up, their extended branches entwined, forming an impermeable web.
Cover him, them, everybody together.
'Who's there?' ’
The sound of horses' hooves approached, and the rest of the catastrophe was lost.
He thought he was saved, but he didn't expect another round of humiliation.
'It's really pitiful, no one cares about it when it is robbed, where is it still like a prince, I'm afraid that it can't be compared with the status of the young master of the ordinary prince's minister's family. ’
'I heard that he has been locked up in the palace by the queen since he was a child, and he will be beaten when he drills out of the dog hole, and he will be beaten when he comes out of the dog hole, and he smells of dirty grass, hey, you come and lead the horse for me, and my horse will definitely like you. ’
'He's the prince, and you're calling him that?' ’
So what, does he dare to speak out, to whom he speaks, and will anyone believe him and care about him?
You, take care of the master's horse, and the master will allow you to go back to the camp with us. ’
'Hahaha, your horse won't come near him, he's dirty and stinky, don't stain your BMW.' ’
The teasing of the sons of the royal and noble families was like thunder, and the ridiculous and cool discussions buzzed into the ears.
The whole world is turned upside down.
The figure who was immediately making fun of him, staring at him overhead, turned into a sharp awl.
Crazy banging on his head.
One by one, piercing through his skin and striking hard into his mind.
He let out a cry of grief in pain, the bruises on his body that had been bruised and bruised rushed to his brain, and the long-accumulated lava erupted from the dormant volcano.
His chest was about to explode with swelling anger and hatred.
His bony knuckles sank into the damp dirt, fingertips clenching his palms.
He wanted to twist all these people's heads off and throw them viciously into the mud.
With a sharp dagger, cut the corners of their disgusting mouths and make them laugh louder and more exaggerated.
He wanted to tear their chests apart, comparing them to the colors of their living hearts.
But he couldn't.
The body that has been corroded by herbs for a long time, the body that has been imprisoned for too long and gasps when it moves, the pale body that does not see the light of day, and the hands that are difficult to fill the stomach and are as thin as wood.
Make him like a bluffing scarecrow.
"Woo-"
The bow and arrow grazed, piercing the little fox hiding in the tree, and falling to his hand.
"The strange fox will also go up the tree, since His Highness is not rare, we will help, let's not be strong, this little fox should be the ration we prepared for His Highness." ’
(End of chapter)