The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Gu Zelan looked at Gu Jingzhou's stubborn appearance, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, and then she seemed to have made some kind of decision.

"You can't refuse this. The invitation has already been sent out, and the news of your upcoming ascension to the throne has spread to every corner of the Manchester Empire. Whether you agree or not, you must do it!"

As if realizing that his attitude was too tough, Gu Zelan softened his tone slightly.

"Jingzhou, Mom won't harm you. Everything Mom does is for you. Agreeing to them now is just a temporary measure. When your father's plan succeeds, what will those old guys mean to you? It will be easy to get rid of them."

"By then, our family of three will be able to live happily together."

Gu Jingzhou looked at the woman who was immersed in her fantasy, and felt sad and a bit of pity in his heart.

That man only treated them as pawns in his struggle for power and profit, so how could he treat them sincerely? Only she in front of her was still foolishly dreaming of such a beautiful dream.

"You'd better not trust him too much! After all, he has other children besides me."

"How can you think that he would go against a powerful country for a son who is not close to him and never even regards him as a father?"

"Wake up!"

Gu Zelan's face, which seemed to have not been marked by the years, suddenly turned pale. She was a little panicked, as if Gu Jingzhou had punctured her fantasy and made her see the mess hidden under the beautiful veneer that she had deliberately ignored. However, she quickly adjusted her expression and regained her elegant and beautiful face, muttering to herself.

"Your father loves us and will never betray me."

I don't know whether she was trying to convince Gu Jingzhou or herself.

Shen Huizhou knew everything that happened between the mother and son in the Manchester Imperial Palace. The secret guards who stayed in the Imperial Palace transmitted the conversation between the mother and son word for word.

At this time, they had secretly returned to Shen's Manor.

In response to Gu Zelan's inexplicable will, the parliament immediately issued an obituary of Shen Huizhou's death to comply with Gu Zelan's will. The military never expressed its position on their actions, and continued to do what it had to do.

Gu Zelan originally planned to take back the Shen's Manor as soon as possible. Although the Shen's Manor was not as heavily guarded as the Manchester Imperial Palace, it was the place where the emperor of the empire lived and handled government affairs, and it had all the necessary defense facilities. Steward Lin did not get the exact news, and he did not believe that the young prince and the emperor had died. Under the counterattack of the guards led by Steward Lin, Gu Zelan was unable to do anything to them. After all, these guards were subordinates of the previous emperor, and Gu Zelan could not kill them openly, so he could only send people to guard around the Shen's Manor.

Anyway, the news of Shen Huizhou's death will come sooner or later, and it won't be too late to deal with this old guy then.

At this moment, she could never have imagined that the man she had placed high hopes on was now being locked up in a dungeon like a stray dog.

In the bottomless dungeon, there was a suffocating smell of decay. The damp walls kept oozing water, and the dripping sound was particularly clear in the dead silence. Steward Lin carried a plate of food and slowly opened the door that had decayed due to long-term disuse, making a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache.

"Cough cough..."

A dull and oppressive atmosphere came over him. Steward Lin frowned uncomfortably and coughed twice. His clattering footsteps were particularly noticeable in the long and narrow corridor.

Steward Lin walked to a small cell surrounded by iron bars and stopped. A man whose life or death was unknown was lying on the ground, his dirty face facing the door.

The man had not yet woken up from his coma. Butler Lin looked at the familiar face and immediately recognized the man's identity.

I didn't expect that after not seeing him for so many years, I would see him again in a place like this!

Steward Lin couldn't help but feel emotional.

Soon, the man may have noticed that Butler Lin was staring at him. He rubbed his head and slowly opened his eyes, just in time to meet Butler Lin's compassionate gaze.

His brain froze for a moment. Wasn't he on that abandoned planet? How did he see this old guy's face?

"Long time no see, Master Shen Heng!"

When the man heard the name he hadn't heard for a long time, his face was instantly filled with disgust, and he shouted loudly:

"Don't call me Shen Heng, I'm not called that name!"

His face was full of resentment and unwillingness. Just because of this name, he lost his legitimate identity to inherit the throne. Because of this name, his biological father hated him in every way.

Butler Lin was not at all surprised by his crazy attitude, he just looked at him with pity.

"Master Shen Heng, you have failed your mother's expectations of you!"

"Don't mention that woman to me. If she hadn't made the decision on her own and left my father, how could my current status become so embarrassing? Everything is her fault, it's all the fault of the Shen royal family. I want them to disappear completely from the interstellar space!"

Steward Lin looked at him getting more and more crazy, and felt pity and hatred in his heart. This man did not inherit any good qualities from his mother, but his vicious and cruel temper was very similar to his father. In the end, Steward Lin said nothing, put down the food on the plate, and returned along the same path.

He couldn't help but think of the elegant princess he met when he first came to the Manchester Palace with his father when he was young.

If the open-minded and cheerful Princess saw that the child she had tried so hard to save now hated and resented her so much, she would probably be heartbroken and extremely upset!

Steward Lin couldn't help feeling sad when he thought of the once brilliant princess.

Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts, a soft little body bumped into his legs. He subconsciously caught the little prince's body to prevent the child from bumping into it. The little prince was happy and let him examine him.

"Grandpa Lin, where did you go just now? Mianmian couldn't find you."

"It's my fault that I didn't find the little prince. Will the little prince forgive me?"

"I can think about it. Of course, if Grandpa Lin makes me the most delicious flower cake, Mianmian will forgive Grandpa Lin more quickly."

Steward Lin felt sincerely happy as he watched Shen Mian becoming more and more lively.

He picked up Shen Mian and held her high above his head. Shen Mian giggled happily.

"Then I will prepare lots of flower cakes for the little prince, so that he can forgive me soon!"