My father, Gao Huan, is an invincible prince!

Chapter 2 Is this dark, ugly, and abstract creature truly my brother?

Half an hour later.

The lingering scent of ambergris in the warm room, mixed with the lingering body heat, was softened even more by the breeze blowing in through the window.

Gao Cheng lay on his back on the couch, his fingertips still entwined with Zheng Dache's loose black hair, his eyes staring blankly at the top of the tent, feeling that he had never had such a clear mind before.

I acted impulsively.

He, a person from the future who had traveled to the future, had not even been on the ground for an hour when he stumbled into the first scandalous affair involving the Gao family in the palace.

As expected, some calamities are not something he can avoid just by wanting to.

In a flash, he couldn't help but click his tongue in disapproval.

But looking down at the person nestled in his arms, he had to admit that Zheng Da's carriage was indeed large.

Not only is the name apt, but the enormous pair of breasts that seem to burst out of the inner garment exude a sense of oppression.

She was voluptuous and shapely, with a natural allure.

As Gao Cheng was secretly sighing, Zheng Dache, whose lips were still slightly swollen and who exuded a lazy yet satisfied air, was also looking at him with tender eyes.

It was all worth it for her meticulous planning to lure the most dazzling young man in Jinyang City onto her bed.

Thinking this, she slowly traced circles on Gao Cheng's firm chest with her slender fingers, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a lingering allure: "Did you enjoy yourself just now, Your Highness? Do you regret it now?"

Gao Cheng snapped out of his daze and couldn't help but chuckle at her alluring appearance.

He then raised his hand and gently patted her shapely buttocks, shaking his head and saying, "What's done is done, a grave mistake has been made, what's the use of regretting it now?"

After speaking, he got up, lifted the curtain, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, and dressed neatly.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Dache immediately coiled around him like a water snake, her jade arms encircling his waist and her cheek pressed against his broad back.

She retorted angrily, "Where is Your Highness going? Are you perhaps just about to leave, abandoning me behind?"

Gao Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth, patted the back of her hand, and sighed, "Auntie is joking. Since a mistake has been made, we should try to make amends."

"Are you suggesting I sit here and wait for Father to return victorious, only to be given a hundred lashes and earn the nickname 'Beating the Fresh Orange'?"

Zheng Dache was taken aback, not yet figuring out what the "beating of fresh oranges" meant.

Gao Cheng had already fastened his jade belt and strode out of the warm pavilion.

Seeing Gao Cheng leave, Zheng Dache had no choice but to turn his gaze away. But seeing the mess on the bed, full of traces of their lovemaking, his cheeks instantly burned.

Unable to resist biting her still swollen lips, she muttered under her breath, "You truly are my nemesis. When Your Majesty returns in triumph, I fear I will lose my life along with you."

But after spitting it out, she suddenly remembered Gao Cheng's domineering words, "Put your hair up," and the strength of the young man on the bed that was no less than that of an adult.

The fear in my heart was quickly overshadowed by shame, anger, and satisfaction.

She curled up and whispered, "They're quite good at causing trouble. Even if I die because of this, my life won't have been in vain."

After saying that, she immediately buried her face in the blanket, her ears turning so red they seemed about to bleed...

On the other hand, Gao Cheng was unaware of the romantic thoughts in Zheng Dache's mind.

He stepped out of the warm pavilion, feeling the evening breeze on his face, and finally managed to suppress the remaining restlessness in his heart.

I then walked slowly along the corridor, my mind racing through historical events.

He remembered that the reason this matter came to light in history was because Zheng Dache's two personal maids informed Gao Huan.

Even without the maid's betrayal, this matter might not have been kept from Gao Huan.

But since he could sweep away the tail, he decided not to leave it unattended. Therefore, he decided to take down the two maids first.

So he looked up and began to search for the two maids.

Upon closer inspection, two maids stood on either side of the artificial hill outside the sleeping quarters, their faces as pale as paper and their bodies trembling like autumn leaves.

It was Zheng Dache's personal maid who had tried to stop him from entering but failed and was instead scolded and threatened by him.

Upon seeing the two, Gao Cheng immediately composed himself and strode toward them.

When the two maids saw him coming, they assumed he was going to kill them to silence them, and they were so frightened that they fell to their knees with a thud.

His forehead pressed firmly against the bluestone slab, he repeatedly kowtowed, pleading, "Your Highness, spare my life! Your Highness, spare my life!"

But in their panic, the angry rebuke they had anticipated did not come.

Instead, two long, slender, fair hands were extended in front of the two of them.

Then, Gao Cheng's gentle voice rang out, authoritative without being angry: "Get up. I did not come here to pursue any accusations. What happened just now was merely your eagerness to protect your master, and I have no reason to blame you."

The two maids were stunned. They looked up at Gao Cheng's handsome face, completely bewildered.

This young master was known in Jinyang City for his fierce temperament; he was ruthless and decisive, killing people as easily as crushing ants.

Why the change of heart today?

However, neither of them dared to actually reach out to Gao Cheng for help, and could only cautiously respond and get up.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Gao Cheng's hands were on the shoulders of the two of them.

The two men trembled, nearly collapsing to the ground again, and stammered, "Your...Your Highness...we..."

Gao Cheng put his arm around their shoulders and chuckled, "Don't worry, this young master doesn't eat people."

Upon hearing this, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could finish speaking, Gao Cheng asked, "So, you two aren't going to tell the King about what happened today, are you?"

Upon hearing this, the two maids turned pale and were about to kneel down again.

Gao Cheng didn't give them a chance, and slowly continued, "You two should think it through. You are nothing more than servants of the Prince's mansion. Even if you really report this matter to the King, you will at most get a few strings of cash as a reward."

"But what kind of person is the King? He understands better than anyone the principle that family scandals should not be aired in public. To keep quiet afterward, the first people he will eliminate are the two of you."

He paused, looking at their pale faces, and added, "Even if you are not silenced, you should still hold a grudge against me. Even if I lose power temporarily, you two are like ants in my eyes."

"So, you two can't possibly be that stupid, can you?"

These words, a combination of persuasion and persuasion, clearly explained the advantages and disadvantages.

The two maids were already struggling to survive, how could they withstand such beatings?

He immediately knelt down again, kowtowing repeatedly to Gao Cheng, and cried, "Your Highness, please understand! We are but duckweed, and we dared not obstruct Your Highness just now. How could we dare to deceive the King in the future? Please, Your Highness, show us a way to live!"

As she spoke, her makeup was already a mess from crying.

Seeing their expressions, Gao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that they had passed half of this hurdle.

He raised his hand to help her up: "Get up. From now on, be careful with your words and actions, and keep a close eye on your people. I will reward you handsomely."

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness."

The two men kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "We will keep our mouths shut and dare not utter a single word."

Gao Cheng nodded in satisfaction, and was about to say a few more words when he suddenly heard someone call out from outside the door: "Brother."

Gao Cheng looked up and was immediately startled.

A young man stood before the door, his skin as black as charcoal, covered in spots, his features so tightly knit that they seemed to have been punched and reshaped, his entire face exuding an indescribable sense of abstraction.

Gao Cheng was stunned for a moment before blurting out, "Who are you?"

The boy's lips twitched, and his voice was stiff: "Brother, I am Gao Yang."

Gao Cheng: "......"

Gao Yang?

This is the hero Gao Yang who later usurped the throne and established the Qi dynasty. He was initially wise and powerful, but later became incompetent, tyrannical, and died young due to alcoholism.

Why does it look so abstract?

Although historical records do mention that Gao Yang was not good-looking, isn't that a bit too much?

He couldn't hold back any longer and lowered his head to ask the two women, "Is this dark-skinned, ugly, and abstract creature truly my brother?"

Upon hearing this, the two women were immediately terrified.

Gao Yang's forehead veins bulged instantly, and he couldn't help but clench his fists, angrily saying, "I know my brother has never liked me, but even beanstalks don't fight each other. We are blood relatives, why do you humiliate me like this?"