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Chapter 224

  

  

Chapter 224: The Good-For-Nothing Prince (7)

  Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

  

  

  

  “It has been three months; that damned fatty has been missing for a whole three months. Could it be that We have been too severe with him so he had run away from home? Or had he accidentally got into some misfortune because he was too afraid and has now hidden himself away?” Pang Zihuang sighed softly as he rubbed the space between his brows where a headache was brewing, “Doesn’t he know that all We’ve done had been for his own good? Why can he not understand Our pain?”

  Pang Zihuang lifted his head slightly as he spoke and right at that moment, he noticed a suspicious-looking figure coming towards him. He immediately burst out angrily.

  “Who are you? How dare you come into the Royal Study? Are you here to assassinate Us? Where are the guards? Are they dead? How dare they let a stranger come in!”

  In his rage, Pang Zihuang immediately stepped out from behind the study desk and grabbed the suspicious-looking youth, landing a slap straight on the youth’s face.

  “You sure have guts! You’re only level two in the Qi Collection ranks but you would dare to come and assassinate Us! Can it be that you look down on Our abilities? You’ve arrived just in time, We have been feeling depressed recently and had nowhere to vent. Now, We can use you to take it out on!”

  Pang Zihuang usually does not like to have people around when he was checking and reading the Imperial edicts, the entire Royal Study was empty except for him. He could speak whoever he wanted without keeping his image as the Emperor.

  Three months ago, Pang Ran had knocked the Imperial Adviser unconscious and had then gone missing. Since then, the Imperial Adviser has been coming every day to see him. However, this Imperial Adviser was exceptionally skillful so he dared not offend him. He has been suppressing his anger and now something good has happened. Someone has, in disregard of his own life, offered himself up to him. How could he let go of this punching bag?

  Just as Pang Zihuang was immersing himself in the joy of handing out the beating, the youth in his hands let out an anguished wail.

  “Aiyo, Imperial Father, please don’t hurt me! I’m your son.”

  “Motherf*cker, you, an insignificant assassin, dare impersonate Our son? How would We not know that we have such a son as you!”

  Pang Zihuang became even more enraged. This assassin was so bold that even after he had been caught, he still unashamedly claimed to be his son. To impersonate royalty was a crime punishable by death.

  However, after hearing those words, the youth cried out even more pitifully.

  “Imperial Father, I’m really your son. It’s me, Pang Ran!”

  “Pang Ran?”

  Pang Zihuang was stunned. It was only then that he observed the youth carefully.

  Although this youth’s physique could not be said to be slender, he had a well-proportioned figure. His facial features were not exceptional but they were not common either. His skin was exceptionally fair, with a pair of sad eyes which were looking back at Pang Zihuang.

  It had to be said that the youth before his eyes definitely looks somewhat like Pang Ran, the voice was also exactly the same…

  “You’re Pang Ran?” Pang Zihuang cast a doubtful glance at him.

  He wanted to acknowledge his son but this… This was too f*cking unbelievable to be true!

  In three months time, that damned fatty, who had weighed 250 kilograms, had undergone a huge change! It would be hard for anyone to rashly claim that they could recognize him now…

  “Imperial Father, have you forgotten that when I was five years old, I had peeked at the palace maids when they were having their bath? At seven years old, I still needed a nanny to feed me and I was still wetting my bed at twelve years old? I really am your son, Pang Ran.”

  When he heard this, Pang Zihuang, who could not believe it at first, was immediately convinced that the person in front of him was his son.

  No one else would know about these events other than for him, the Empress, and Pang Ran!

  Even the blanket from the bedwetting incident had been personally burned by the Empress to save Pang Ran from humiliation; not even the palace maid by his side had known anything about this…

  

  

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