Chapter 103 It's Your Own fault (5-star review required)

Dalton took a step forward and was about to explain when he heard His Majesty the King speak first:

"Are you done?"

Wapol was stunned. His sixth sense, which he had developed from years of stirring up trouble, made him keenly aware that there was something wrong with the king's tone at this moment. His anger was already brewing like the dark clouds before a storm.

Hehe, father must be angry about the captain of the guard's presumptuous behavior. Little Wapol rolled his eyes and continued to exaggerate:

"Father, I told you not to get angry. I'm afraid you might get yourself hurt by the anger and it won't be worth it."

"Speak quickly!"

Wapol sneered. His impatient tone showed that the old man was going to have a volcanic eruption this time! Great!

Haha! You always meddle in other people's business. I hope His Majesty the King will beat your ass to pieces this time!

"I warned the captain of the guards at that time. I said this is the treasury of the royal palace. Everything in the treasury belongs to our royal family. He should not interfere. But that guy actually said that he has the final say over the contents of the treasury. Even if you, father, come in person, it won't work!"

After Wapol finished speaking, he glanced at the king secretly, and seeing that his face was so gloomy that it seemed like tears were about to drip, he lowered his head with satisfaction and smiled secretly.

Dalton was completely furious. His father had kept his promise and did not report the matter to the King after Wapol put the things back. He did not expect that now his Royal Highness would distort the facts in front of the King and frame his father as a bad man with ulterior motives!

"Your Majesty! That's not the case!"

"Somebody come!"

The king had a sullen face and continued to give orders, ignoring Dalton who came forward to explain.

"Kakakaka!"

"His Majesty!"

Soon two armored guards came in from outside. They came to the dining table and knelt on one knee, waiting for the king's next instruction.

When Wapol was still secretly happy that his evil plan had succeeded, the king directly issued an order:

"Take the Second Prince down and give him 10 military sticks, then put him in solitary confinement for a week. You two are responsible for keeping an eye on him. If the Second Prince escapes without permission within a week, I will hold you accountable!"

"As ordered!"

The two guards saluted, stood up and walked towards Wapol.

"Ah! Why are you hitting me, father? Are you mistaken? Shouldn't you punish the captain of the guards?"

Wapol's eyes widened, suspecting that he had heard it wrong. Dalton beside him was equally surprised. The young man was also confused, not knowing how things developed in a strange direction. He also thought that His Majesty the King would listen to Prince Wapol's slander and punish his father.

"What! What! Let me go! I'm a prince! Father! Father!"

"Your Highness Wapol, please cooperate with us!"

"I don't want to! Do you want me to get beaten with you?"

Seeing two guards coming forward to fork him and take him away, Wapol twisted his body and struggled wildly. The two guards did not dare to act too roughly and could only persuade him helplessly.

"Hahaha! My stupid Ou Doudou, your lying ability still needs to be improved. The real situation must be that you went to the treasury to make trouble again and were stopped by the captain of the guards. You are dissatisfied and want to take revenge on him."

The eldest prince Muxuru, who was standing by, saw that his younger brother was going to be punished, so he put his hands on his hips and laughed happily.

"Last week, my father ordered the guards to guard the treasury 24 hours a day, and expressly prohibited anyone from entering or leaving the treasury until the Heavenly Gold was handed in by the end of the year. It would be fine if you didn't know, but you're still making a fuss about the treasury. Haha! No, no, this is killing me. How could I have such a stupid brother like you!"

The king frowned. Not to mention his youngest son, his eldest son, Mushulu, was relatively smart, but he didn't know what was wrong with his personality. He was cruel and vicious at such a young age. Who did he take after him?

Neither like themselves, nor could they possibly be like their mother.

Although it was a political marriage, his queen was gentle, well-educated, gentle and considerate, and the two loved each other very much.

It seems that among the guards who married with the queen, there seemed to be a guard leader named Lubolu who had a very cruel personality. He often beat and scolded his subordinates. There was even one time when he beat a man to a disability and the queen herself had to clean up his mess. I remember that guy was a non-mainstream person, with hair dyed half burgundy and half blue. He thought he was very handsome all day long and looked so arrogant. The queen didn't like him very much and punished him to guard outside the palace gate every day.

After the Queen passed away, they all ran away! Fortunately, the Queen treated them well when she was alive!

The king fell into a brief memory.

Finally realizing that he had done something stupid, Wapol fell to his knees and begged for mercy without any scruples:

"Father, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this time. I am your biological son. You promised mother that you would treat us well!"

Wapol burst into tears and shamelessly used his mother, whom he had only seen in photos, as a shield.

"Hey!"

This emotional card always works for the nostalgic king. When he thought of his wife, his eyes softened a lot.

Seeing that the two guards were still waiting for his orders, the king sighed and waved his hand:

"Take him away, spare him the 10 sticks, take him back to His Highness's bedroom, and put him in solitary confinement for a week!"

"Ah! No, father, you might as well give me 100 military sticks! I don't want to be put in solitary confinement! No!"

"Take it away~"

The king at the table shook his hands impatiently.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two guards knew that the king was almost out of patience, so they immediately used some force in their hands. They ignored the desperate struggle of the little brat Wapol and roughly picked him up and took him away.

"Father! This is unfair! No! Father! Please spare my life!"

Wapol's screams echoed in the corridor, and if you didn't know, you would think someone was preparing to slaughter a pig.

Listening to the shouting outside gradually fading away, the king felt his mind slowly becoming clear.

Okay, the last step is to appease the subordinates, and this matter will be completely resolved.

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