Evil Emperor Loves the Crap Consort/C35 A Great Humiliation
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C35 A Great Humiliation

The next day, early in the morning.

The sun rose and the warm light shone on the entire Imperial City, which was covered in a golden light.

There was a saying in the Imperial City: The rich lived in the east while the poor lived in the west. This meant that the rich lived in the east while the aristocrats lived in the west.

Although the rich and the poor were not so clear, the west of the Imperial City was filled with the most prominent aristocrats of the Hao Yuan Empire.

The Eleventh Prince’s Palace was undoubtedly located in the west of the city.

The Emperor had nineteen princes, but only one of them was crowned. Apart from the three youngest princes who were still under ten years old, the rest of the princes were all older than thirteen years old.

Although Beiming Hao was not crowned, he moved to his own palace when he was thirteen years old.

Early in the morning, the Eleventh Prince’s Palace was filled with a few imperial physicians. The reason was that the Eleventh Prince was about to attack Yun Ningruo, who was a useless person in the General’s Palace. However, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body and fell to the ground, screaming. He almost scared his followers, Lian Yi, to death.

After Lian Yi carried him back to the palace, he called the butler to invite the oldest imperial physicians in the palace.

The imperial physicians did a detailed diagnosis for Beiming Hao, but they did not find anything abnormal. Just as the imperial physicians were worrying about his head, Beiming Hao suddenly recovered. His body did not feel uncomfortable at all. This surprised the imperial physicians. In order to make sure that his body was fine, the imperial physicians came to check his body early in the morning.

After a series of inspections, they didn’t find any problems, so the few imperial physicians left with relief.

Bei Minghao was lying on the bed and felt extremely depressed. What exactly happened to him yesterday? Why did his body suddenly hurt so much?

That pain was simply unbearable. Even when he thought about it now, he still felt extremely scared. When he was in pain yesterday, he almost thought he was going to die.

He was furious that those unqualified physicians couldn’t diagnose what exactly happened to him. He didn’t know what they were doing with him. He would definitely complain to his father the next day and kill all those unqualified physicians. Keeping them was a waste of the national treasury’s salary.

After changing into a clean set of clothes, Bei Minghao led Lian Yi out of the residence.

Princess Ling Yan’s birthday was coming up soon. He was going to buy her a present yesterday, but he ran into Yun Ningruo, that unlucky piece of trash, on the way. After arguing with her, his body suddenly went out of sorts, so he couldn’t buy her a present.

I must get out today and do it.

Thinking about Yun Ningruo, Bei Minghao couldn’t help but think about how she framed him in front of so many cultivators. She made him look bad, so he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Damn that Yun Ningruo, I won’t let you go.

Not long after, Bei Minghao led Lian Yi into a jade artifact shop. Inside the shop, there were many jade artifacts, most of which were of average quality. Occasionally, there would be one or two spiritual artifacts that were surrounded by spiritual energy. One look and you could tell that they were not ordinary.

He chose a hairpin called the Butterfly Feather. It was a transparent purple color, and it was carved with a vivid butterfly. It fit Princess Ling Yan’s temperament very well. Although it wasn’t a spiritual weapon, it was still a high grade mortal weapon. As an accessory, it was already a top grade item.

Of course, the price was also not low. It was actually sold for sixty-six thousand silver coins.

After the shopkeeper packed the hairpin, he smiled like a blooming flower and handed it to Beiming Hao. Beiming Hao reached out to touch the silver notes. After a while, his face became ugly.

The shopkeeper seemed to have noticed something. He asked suspiciously, “Eleventh Prince, you didn’t bring any silver coins, did you?”

Seeing the shopkeeper’s suspicious eyes, Beiming Hao felt embarrassed and wanted to run away. How many years had it been since he had been humiliated like this? A prince who couldn’t even bring out silver coins when he came out to buy things was a great humiliation.

“I forgot to bring any silver coins. I’ll come back another day.”

After saying that, he left in a hurry. He didn’t even turn around. It was as if there was something chasing him. Yi hurriedly chased after him.

“You didn’t even bring any silver coins when you came out to buy things. What a prince. Pui!”

Seeing Beiming Hao run away, the shopkeeper spat in a low voice. He put out the hairpin with an unhappy expression.

Outside, Beiming Hao stopped when he reached a place where there was no one. He angrily kicked the wall a few times. Damn it. He had fifty thousand silver coins in his arms. How could he not have any?

Seeing Lian Yi following behind him, Beiming Hao said angrily, “Lian Yi, you said that my money flew away? How come it is gone?”

Lian Yi shook his head and said calmly, “Eleventh Prince, I am not sure.”

Beiming Hao closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening his eyes and said, “Forget it. Maybe I accidentally dropped it. What bad luck. It will be a disaster if I see that useless person in the General’s Palace.”

When he mentioned Yun Ningruo, Beiming Hao couldn’t help but gnash his teeth. Lian Yi was already used to Beiming Hao’s hatred towards Feng Yu. He stood beside Beiming Hao and didn’t say anything.

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. In this week, the weather was either sunny or cloudy.

Feng Yu ran through half of the Imperial City but still couldn’t find a trace of the fragment. As time passed, she became more and more depressed. Feng Yu kept comforting him three times a day to keep him hopeful.

On the eighth day.

Feng Yu woke up early and took out a soft black dress from the cabinet she bought. In the past few days, other than running around to find the fragment, she also bought a lot of new furniture for her house. She even bought a few sets of clothes.

It had to be said that Beiming Hao’s 50,000 silver coins made her feel extremely happy.

She took out half of the mask and covered half of her face. However, it wasn’t the scar that was covered, but the side that was smooth like jade. It made her look like a demon from hell.

She had been dressing like this every day for the past few days.

She looked at herself in the mirror and pushed the door open with satisfaction. She walked through the long corridor and walked to a few fake mountains. She saw Yun Muxiang leading more than ten people in her direction from afar.

Feng Yu squinted her eyes. There was no light in her dark eyes.

She didn’t expect Yun Muxiang to come out of the Fragrance Pavilion. She must be here to cause trouble for her. This woman’s tongue was cut off, but she was still so unreasonable. She really made her…like her.

She looked up at a big willow tree by the fake mountain. Feng Yu lifted her skirt and jumped onto a branch. She leaned against the tree trunk and squinted her eyes as she looked at the group approaching.

Yun Muxiang and the others soon arrived under the willow tree. However, the willow tree was full of leaves, so no one saw Feng Yu sitting on the tree.

“Fourth Sister, what are you doing with so many people?”

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