He was sent to Nanqing as a hostage since he was a child, so he was no different from a slave in Nanqing, so there was nothing to mention.
If we talk about returning to Shangjing and entering the harem...
Shen Qianyu's eyes grew colder, and his whole body was filled with a faint chill.
He had just returned to the capital at a time when the eldest prince was at the peak of his fame, and Shen Qianchi had countless supporters in the Chang Dynasty. At that time, the third prince Shen Qianbai was an infant and the fifth prince was not yet born.
The queen was afraid that he would become a stumbling block for Shen Qianchi, so she kept sending people into the East Palace to assassinate him.
Previously, he resisted desperately, but later he discovered that whenever the queen sent people to the East Palace, the palace guards would disappear. As time passed, he realized that all this was the tacit approval of the Holy Emperor.
Shen Qianyu sneered and put the past aside.
Ordinarily, no matter how tough his life was, he would not be able to withstand the empress and the eldest prince who sent people every two days to poison him today and attack him with hidden arrows tomorrow, which really made him unable to resist.
There is a chance of survival, but because the queen has been unsuccessful for a long time, she looks for Duan Yiting.
Thinking of the scene where he almost had his neck pinched by Duan Yiting, Shen Qianyu straightened his back subconsciously.
"You little beast, you do have a pair of good eyes."
The eunuch's thin and feminine voice made Shen Qianyu's hair stand on end. He stared at Duan Yiting, and for a moment he even thought that it might not be a bad thing if he strangled himself to death.
"I like your eyes very much, they are as unyielding as a wolf cub."
Duan Yiting let go of his hand, lifted up his clothes and sat on the golden chair in the East Palace.
"The queen asked us to explore your path. If you are a wise person, we will take your brain out and feed it to the dogs. If you are stupid, we will leave your whole body. Tell me, are you a wise person or not? Stupid?"
Shen Qianyu looked sideways at Duan Yiting and snorted: "I am a person with roots."
"you!"
"Little beast, our family wants your life!"
Duan Yiting flew forward and grabbed his throat with his curved fingers. Shen Qianyu only heard a click and a sharp pain in his throat.
His eyes turned white and soon he found it difficult to breathe, and his mind became confused.
Shen Qianyu closed his eyes, and when he was feeling relieved, he heard Duan Yiting say: "Want to die? It's not that easy."
The old eunuch let go of him and slapped him in the face again, causing him to breathe his last breath.
"You do have hard bones. Let's see how hard these bones are."
During those days, Shen Qianyu felt that life was worse than death. The old eunuch tortured him every day in the Dongchang torture hall, and used secret palace medicine to prolong his life.
Later, I didn't know why the old eunuch went crazy. If he couldn't torture him to death, he asked him to call him daddy.
The dead eunuch thought that as the master of the East Palace, he would not be able to bear such humiliation, but he did not expect that he did not know how true his feelings were.
He could save his life by accepting a dead eunuch as his godfather. He shouldn't be a fool for such a good deal.
Prince of the East Palace? In vain.
Shen Qianyu picked up the tea cup in front of him and drank slowly.
What's funny is that he didn't live a stable life until he recognized Duan Yiting as his father for the first time in his life.
It is true that time is destiny. Without Duan Yiting, he might not be alive today.
Later, he recovered his health, and together with Duan Yiting's other godson Wan Xiao, they deposed the dead eunuch and poisoned him half to death in the East Palace, acting as the paralyzed prince of the East Palace.
With the help of Dongchang's secret skills, Shen Qianyu, Wan Xiao and Jirong have been traveling among different identities in order to pursue a great cause.
Shen Qianyu quickly recalled his past experiences, but still couldn't find anything that could prove his talents and abilities.
After thinking for a long time, Shen Qianyu said: "If we talk about the prince's talent, it is probably to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and to be able to bend and stretch."
“……”
Song Wan's smile faltered and she spoke softly: "This is probably not possible. The prince's suffering cannot be sung."
Shen Qianyu sneered: "Praise? I'm afraid I can't even mention it."
The prince of a country has no honor. Every time he mentions it, it will hurt the weak and incompetent hearts of the courtiers.
Therefore, if he wants to rise to power in the future, not only will he not be able to tell the world about the suffering he has suffered, but he will also have to help those people whitewash peace.
I am afraid that after he went to Nanqing, he relied on the majesty of the great dynasty to live a life of prosperity, honor and pampering.
Shen Qianyu clenched his hands suddenly, but slowly and weakly released them.
Song Wan turned his head and no longer looked at Shen Qianyu.
This is the case with everything in the world. The word fairness is easy to say but extremely difficult to find. It also means that there are good and bad people, good and bad, things that are destined to be unchangeable at birth, where can we find justice?
After pouring tea for Shen Qianyu, Song Wan pushed the porcelain plate with tea snacks in front of him. The prince was not living well in the palace, let alone a eunuch beside him?
Song Wan couldn't bear it when he thought of the two scenes where he saw Ji Rong.
"The prince is having a lot of inconveniences in the palace. I wonder if there is a little girl who can help?"
Seeing that Shen Qianyu's palm still had wounds from broken porcelain, Song Wan said, "I'll ask Heng Zhi to prepare some medicine for my father-in-law."
After saying this, Song Wan turned around and left.
Not long after, she came back with the medicine: "There are some warming and tonic medicines, as well as trauma medicine powders such as hemostasis and blood stasis."
After introducing several medicines to Shen Qianyu one by one, Song Wan took out two more velvet bags and placed them on the medicine tray.
The specifications and quantities of the two medicines were all the same, regardless of superiority or inferiority. Shen Qianyu was slightly silent, and then put the things away.
"I made a lot of noise yesterday, and I shouldn't have surprised the maid in the same courtyard. I will definitely repay you if I have the chance."
Song Wan smiled softly, but did not take the words of repayment into his heart.
After Shen Qianyu left, she wrote a letter telling Song Fu about her negotiation with the eunuch of the East Palace. Song Fu was very happy after receiving the letter.
As he suspected, Dong Palace was not an incompetent person. Song Fu dealt with the letter in his hand and went to Song Lan'an's study.
Song Lan'an was admiring famous calligraphy in the study. When he saw Song Fu coming in, he carefully put down his collection and said calmly: "Is something wrong?"
Song Fu nodded, thought for a moment and told Song Lan'an about his guess and the news that Song Wan had sent today.
"The child knows that his father has plans to marry the fifth prince, but even for the sake of his aunt, his father should not make such a move."
Song Lan'an laughed: "How did a woman from the inner house get in touch with the East Palace? Aren't you afraid that Wan'er fell into some trick and was pushed to be the one who takes the lead?"
"Whenever it comes to the Song family, Wan'er will be extremely cautious. The father doesn't believe in Wan'er, but the child does."
"Does father think that Wan'er will risk the whole family's life to gamble on the unknown?"
Song Lanan waved his hand: "I know about this, you can leave."
"What are father's plans?"
While the father and son were talking, Mrs. Song and her maid came over. Song Fu saw this and retreated. Mrs. Song walked to Song Lan'an carrying the soup she had just stewed.
"I stewed some supplements for you, please don't be too tired."
Song Lananzheng didn't know what he was planning, so he just hummed softly after hearing this.
Mrs. Song was supposed to leave, but she didn't move. Song Lanan frowned and said, "Do you have anything else?"
Mrs. Song said: "The Cui family has not mentioned the marriage with Yao'er for a long time. I wonder if the Cui family has any worries because of the relationship with Yao'er? I also know that the Cui family is noble and can marry into the Cui family. All……"
"Since Mrs. Cui is dissatisfied with Yao'er, the marriage will be abandoned."
Mrs. Song suddenly squeezed the kerchief in her hand, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Song Lan'an didn't care, "You don't have to deal with Yao'er and Nian'er's marriage anymore."
Thinking of what Song Fu just said, Song Lan'an continued: "I have my own arrangements for her marriage."
