[Book 1] Mozun And The Little Milk Fox Are Overly Pampered [BL/QT/edited MTL]

ARC FOUR: Chapter 79: Clearing the Name

"Oh my god, Chang Li's face..."

"No, the wound is so deep, it will definitely not heal..."

The women whispered, thinking maliciously that Li Changzai would not be cured if she was disfigured. For them, one less beautiful person in the harem meant one less competitor, and they would have more opportunities to see the emperor.

The queen said majestically, "Someone, arrest this beast."

"Who dares!" Concubine Jingbao raised her chin proudly.

She waved to Bai Chuansu, "Come here, Susu."

The little kitten fox turned his head and looked at Lin Shun, and then at Concubine Jingbao in front of him. He was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to choose.

He walked away anyway. Wouldn't that bad queen be bullying Lord Mozun again? But if we don't go through, will Concubine Jingbao also embarrasses Mozun?

"Go." The young man said hoarsely. The queen wanted to catch the kitten fox, but only Concubine Jingbao could save him.

Hearing Lord Mozun's words, the little kitten fox trotted to Concubine Jingbao's side.

An Rou bent down, picked up the kitten fox, and handed it to Precious Concubine.

"Susu is so good, you know how to share the emperor's worries. If you hadn't come to Jingxiao Palace, the twelfth prince would still be bullied. When will slaves be able to bully the prince, even if the prince is not favored? That is also the emperor's child, the emperor's favored son, their master."

Speaking of the latter part, the voice of Concubine Jingbao suddenly became louder. Before the queen had time to respond, she only heard a male voice coming from behind them, "You're right, my child, even if it is not pampered, cannot be mistreated by slaves."

A middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe walked in, and the concubines knelt down one after another, "Concubine, please give your regards to the emperor."

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Emperor Deming looked at the child watching in the courtyard. He was as skinny as a stick but his eyes were extremely stubborn. He was worthy of being his son, and he looked proud.

"Are you Little Twelve?" Emperor Deming asked Lin Shun.

Lin Shun looked directly at Emperor Deming, his legendary father and the supreme ruler of the dynasty.

"The twelfth prince really doesn't understand the rules, and he doesn't know how to greet the emperor when he sees him." said the concubine sent by the queen.

"Greetings, who taught me? The twelfth prince has been taught by someone. No one has taught him. He can't even have enough food and clothing. He has to be taught by slaves. How can he know the rules?" Chen Guiren pushed back without being outdone.

Chen Guiren's words made Emperor Deming frown. He was busy with political affairs and could not take care of every child, but he would not be miserable this time.

Lin Shun's exposed skin was covered in bruises and bruises, and some were scabbed. At a glance, it was obvious that they were old injuries.

When he thought of the slaves below humiliating his son without his knowledge, he felt a surge of anger in his heart. If he could do this to his prince today, he would be able to deal with him with some inferior products tomorrow.

"Queen, is this how you manage the harem?" Emperor Deming was furious.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. In the year when the Twelfth Prince was born, there was also war and chaos outside. At that time, I was worried about how to reduce the expenses of the harem so as to support the Emperor. Lin agreed to give birth to the child and left, so I temporarily left the Twelfth Prince. The prince was raised in Jingxiao Palace and a nanny was sent to him. I never expected that he would end up..."