Chapter 2: The Regent Prince’s Devotion

“Tang Chuyao, do you know why you have been sick for so long without recovering?”

At this moment, Tang Chuyao understood everything; it was all the work of Tang Chuying!

“Why?” Tang Chuyao asked unwillingly; she couldn’t personally kill her enemy! How she hated it!

“Do you think you are worthy of that person?” Tang Chuying seemed to be thinking of something, a hint of shyness appearing on her face.

Then she looked at Tang Chuyao, her voice chilling, “Your eyes are just too beautiful!”

“Since you won’t need them anymore, let me play with them!”

“Liu Mama!” Tang Chuying called out to the doorway, and a sturdy old woman walked in.

“Ah… ah…”

Tang Chuyao trembled in pain as her eyes were cruelly gouged out by Tang Chuying!

“Tang Chuying!”

“I will never let you go, even in death!”

Tang Chuying seemed to have heard the greatest joke in the world, laughing loudly, “Haha…”

Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and a bloody dagger plunged straight into Tang Chuyao’s heart, “Then go die!”

Tang Chuyao was filled with grief and indignation, her hatred seemingly turning into something tangible, but when she looked again, she found herself floating in mid-air.

She looked down, and saw Tang Chuying disdainfully pulling the dagger from her heart, then faking a suicide scene.

Just as Tang Chuying was about to leave with Liu Mama, the door was forcefully burst open.

A tall figure rushed in, heading straight for the bed.

When the person saw the corpse on the bed, they suddenly let out a wail, like a wild beast mourning.

Tang Chuyao recognized who it was!

The Regent Prince!

The one who held power over thousands in Da Qi, the immensely powerful Regent Prince, Gu Qingchen!

Gu Qingchen was filled with a violent aura, as if it could solidify, his eyes, hungry for blood, fixed tightly on the kneeling and pleading Tang Chuying.

Tang Chuying wanted to use her usual methods against Gu Qingchen, but before she could get close, a guard slashed down with a sword.

“Ah…”

Tang Chuying’s hands were severed.

Revealing her ghastly white bones, it was terrifying!

Gu Qingchen looked at Tang Chuying as if she were a dead person! He parted his thin lips, “Turn her into a human pig and throw her into the cesspit!”

“Understood!”

Two guards directly removed Tang Chuying’s jaw, not giving her a chance to cry out, and dragged her away.

Gu Qingchen expressionlessly picked up Tang Chuyao’s corpse and staggered toward the door.

After taking a few steps, he spat out a mouthful of blood, almost kneeling on the ground.

The guards beside him wanted to step forward, but he stopped them. He glanced at the person in his arms and whispered,

“Yao’er, I’m sorry, I’m late!”

“Let’s go home!”

After saying that, Gu Qingchen left the Xuanping Marquis’s residence with Tang Chuyao’s corpse and returned to the Regent Prince’s mansion.

Tang Chuyao realized she couldn’t go anywhere; she could only follow Gu Qingchen back to the Regent Prince’s mansion.

She began to doubt if she had become a ghost; she didn’t remember having any interactions with the Regent Prince!

Why did the Regent Prince look at her with such tenderness?

Could it be that the Regent Prince had a “necrophilia” fetish?

The Regent Prince personally helped Tang Chuyao clean her body, and she looked on in shame and anger.

As if that wasn’t enough, this dog of a man even kissed her lips?

Although it was a fleeting contact, it still made her break out in a cold sweat!

Well, ghosts might not sweat, but she truly didn’t want to see this scene!

How could he look at her freckled face, marred by a black spot, with such a gaze?

Then she saw that the Regent Prince’s wardrobe was filled with many women’s clothes!

Not to mention, the Regent Prince had a good eye; at least the outfit she was wearing now looked nice and fit her well!

Could it be that aside from having a necrophilia fetish, the Regent Prince also liked to collect women’s clothing?

What a strange hobby!!

Tang Chuyao looked at the scene before her with a face full of despair until someone came to report.

“Your Highness, the heir requests an audience!”

Gu Qingchen seemed not to hear, holding Tang Chuyao tightly in his arms, carefully combing her hair, his cautious demeanor indicating he was afraid of hurting her.

Tang Chuyao shook her head; it was unnecessary, as she couldn’t feel a hint of pain.

Once her hair was done, Tang Chuyao was somewhat dazed; how had he styled her hair into a young lady’s bun?

She had married Gu Huaifeng and had been styling her hair into a woman’s bun every day, almost forgetting what she looked like as a girl!

After tidying herself up, Gu Qingchen gently placed her on the bed.

The butler said, “Your Highness, this isn’t quite appropriate!”

He was silenced by a sharp glance from Gu Qingchen and dared not speak again.

Gu Qingchen sat at the edge of the bed and coldly said, “Bring in the heir!”

Before long, Gu Huaifeng was brought in by two guards, who kicked him behind the knees, causing him to kneel before Gu Qingchen with a thud.

Gu Qingchen looked at Tang Chuyao on the bed, turning his face towards Gu Huaifeng, remaining silent.

“Uncle!” Gu Huaifeng called timidly.

When Tang Chuyao heard Gu Huaifeng refer to Gu Qingchen in that way, she was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized.

Yes, Gu Qingchen was the old son of the Xuanping Marquis, making him Gu Huaifeng’s uncle.

Gu Qingchen had been both talented and martial since childhood, assisting the emperor in ascending the throne and stabilizing the court, becoming the emperor’s right-hand man!

He was also the only prince of a different surname in Da Qi, residing in the Regent Prince’s mansion and not returning to the Xuanping Marquis’s residence, which made Tang Chuyao almost forget that Gu Qingchen was also a member of the Xuanping Marquis’s household.

A foul smell suddenly wafted in as two guards carried in a vat.

“Huai~feng~”

“Brother~”

The entire room fell silent, and this faint, ghostly voice immediately drew Gu Huaifeng’s attention to the vat.

“Ah…”

Gu Huaifeng collapsed in fear, seeing that the small vat contained none other than Tang Chuying!

Tang Chuying had been turned into a human pig, floating in a cesspool!

That face, which usually looked soft, was now as white as paper, her hair disheveled, and her expression was as terrifying as a ghoul.

The guards handed Gu Huaifeng a dagger, and then he heard Gu Qingchen’s icy voice,

“Gouge out her eyes, and I will spare you!”

Gu Huaifeng looked at the dagger in his hand, then at Tang Chuying in the vat, gritting his teeth as he crawled toward her.

Tang Chuying’s face showed terror, her mouth opening and closing but unable to make a sound.

“Ah!!”

A piercing scream seemed to shatter eardrums as Tang Chuying’s eyes were gouged out.

Gu Qingchen didn’t even glance at her, “Feed her to the dogs!”

Gu Huaifeng still held Tang Chuying’s eyes in his hand when he was dragged away by two guards, not even having time to scream before his jaw was removed.

Gu Qingchen reached out and gently stroked Tang Chuyao’s face, softly saying, “Yao’er, I fed Gu Huaifeng to the dogs; you won’t be angry, will you?”

“It won’t do any good to be angry!”

Tang Chuyao saw herself buried that day, with Gu Qingchen placing her in a large coffin, then lying down beside her…

She saw Gu Qingchen holding her as they were both buried in the grave…

Linglong dice and red beans, knowing the longing in the bones…