CHAPTER 663 (2): A LEWD LAUGH

Hua Ziqing dismissed him instead of answering him this time. “Go on with your duties. It’s better to know less sometimes.”

Drenched in cold sweat, the man with the douli chided himself inwardly for being nosy. How could I forget Master’s taboo?

He immediately knelt on the ground to beg for mercy. “Your Highness, this subordinate will never breathe a word of this to anyone.”

“You’re my most trusted man. You’re loyal, so I naturally trust you on this.” Hua Ziqing reached out to help him get up.

“Thank you for putting your trust in me, Your Highness. This subordinate will go about my duties.” The man with the douli then left.

After he left, Hua Ziqing picked up a black chess piece, toying with it for a moment before crushing it in his hand. The human heart is as greedy as a snake wanting to swallow an elephant. It’s probably time to use another piece, thought Hua Ziqing.

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In the meantime, at the imperial palace.

The pale Hua Zirong lay on a bed within an ornately-designed palace.

He had been transferred back to his own palace after his brief conversation with Li Zikang. The official story was that he had almost been assassinated, and was currently resting to recover. Nobody was allowed to visit.

He was nothing but a caged bird at this point, where even basic dignity was a luxury. Every one of his meals was drugged with Ruangusan