Chapter 339 - The Emperor's Honor Must Be Maintained, Right?

He knew very well that he would be imprisoned forever if he returned to the capital. He would never be able to come out again.

He had never experienced the fickleness of human relationships in the royal family, but he was not naive enough to believe that the Emperor would spare him this time because he was his family.

Am I going to lose to a small fry like Qian Jiyun?

“I’m indignant! I’m indignant!”

How could he not be? He had enjoyed endless wealth and honor his entire life. He stood near the top of the hierarchy.

How could he not feel indignant after Qian Jiyun caused him to fall like this?

“Qian Jiyun, I can’t defeat you, but I can kill the woman beside you,” he muttered hatefully.

He could not go against Qian Jiyun at the border, but he could do something when he returned to the capital.

A starving camel was still larger than a horse. Prince Lei Ting was a prince, after all. Even if he were imprisoned, he would still have servants waiting on him. It would be easy for him to deal with a woman then.

He could not take revenge on Qian Jiyun, but his woman…

The days passed quickly. It was time for Qian Jiyun and the others to set off for the capital.

“Qian Jiyun, what are you doing?”

Prince Lei Ting had already recovered from his injuries. He was dragged out of his tent, his hands and feet shackled.

When he saw the wooden prisoner’s cart, he was furious.

He was the dignified Prince Lei Ting! Even if he had committed a crime, he was still a member of the royal family.

Even if Prince Lei Ting gave up his dignity, the Emperor’s honor must be maintained, right?

If the Emperor found out that Qian Jiyun had escorted him back to the capital in a prisoner’s cart, the Emperor would despise him no matter how much he wanted to spare him.

The Emperor would definitely punish him even more severely because he had ruined the royal family’s reputation.

Meanwhile, the Emperor would only reprimand Qian Jiyun for this. He might not even punish him.

“I’m Prince Lei Ting. Get me a horse carriage. Qian Jiyun, did you hear me? I’m from the royal family. How can I sit in a prisoner’s cart? Qian Jiyun, I’ll report you to the Emperor when we get to the capital!”

His hands were restrained, so he could only struggle with his legs. He stomped on the ground to express his dissatisfaction.

However, no matter how dissatisfied he was, it was pointless. In the end, the two soldiers jointly stuffed him into the prisoner’s cart.

“Qian Jiyun, you…”

He gripped the wooden railing with both hands and looked at Qian Jiyun hatefully.

“Isn’t this a horse carriage?”

Qian Jiyun raised his hand and patted the prison cart. He asked with a mocking smile.

“Prince Lei Ting, look over there. Isn’t that a horse? Then look at what you’re in. Isn’t this a carriage? So this is a horse carriage, isn’t it?”

“You—”

Prince Lei Ting felt his anger caught in his throat. He was infuriated by Qian Jiyun.

A horse carriage? Was this considered a horse carriage?

“Pfft!”

Deputy General Sun and the others, who had come to send him off, could not help but laugh when they heard what Qian Jiyun said.

So a horse carriage can be interpreted like this! We’ve learned something new!

“Qian Jiyun!” Prince Lei Ting’s face turned red with embarrassment when he heard their mocking laughter.

When did I ever embarrass myself like this? This is a humiliation! A huge humiliation!

“That’s enough, Prince Lei Ting.”