"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly." Prince Jiujiang's Heir dug at his ear, certain that his hearing had gone wrong from the shock.
Xiao Qianyu repeated himself in an easygoing tone. "I said Father only needs one son: me. Kill the rest."
Kill the rest. Prince Jiujiang's Heir's gaze turned dazed. So he really hadn't misheard.
Then the veins on his forehead bulged, and fury swept over him like a wildfire, leaving him smoking with rage. He pointed at Xiao Qianyu and cursed, "Listen to yourself! Is that any way for a human being to talk? What do you mean, keep only yourself and kill all the others? Do you think they're cats and dogs? They're blood of the prince's household, your own brothers! You'd do something worse than a beast—you, you have no humanity!"
This heir was going to die of anger!
For a moment, Prince Jiujiang's Heir had truly wanted to run off and demand of Emperor Yongchang, What on earth did you do to raise the Crown Prince? Look what you've turned my son into—killing one brother wasn't enough; he wanted to kill every last one of them. Damn it!
Xiao Qianyu was unnervingly calm, with even a trace of indignation in his eyes. "Then you have only yourself to blame. You sent me away to that shameful place when I was little, tearing me from my parents. Whenever I think of how I faced wind, frost, blades, and swords all three hundred and sixty-five days of the year, while they grew up carefree beneath your wing, and will one day enjoy the glory I fought tooth and nail to seize, I get so jealous I could go mad."
Prince Jiujiang's Heir swayed, eyes wide with disbelief. Jealous? You're the Crown Prince, and you're