The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Feeling that Maurina’s force gradually increased, Astor could not endure the burning pain.

He hoarsely begged, “Your Highness, please… Please continue.”

At that time, he was not as arrogant and complacent as before.

“Firstly, bring me my mother’s belongings.

Especially her favorite pair of earrings from when she was alive.”

“Sure! Yes! ” Astor hurriedly nodded.

“Secondly, I had a personal maid, Penny.

I knew that from that day onward, she was shunned into the concubine’s palace residence.

Bring her over.

If I go to Astren, I’m bringing her along.”

Although Astor appeared to agree with Maurina’s requests, he secretly thought of an incomparably rancor idea.

Since Maurina taught him a lesson to his heart content, then he would make sure Maurina would never see Penny again.

Astor planned to kill that brat and simply found a reason to evade responsibility.

He could say that Penny was long dead! When that happened, he wanted to see what Maurina would do to him!

Astor secretly felt triumphant as he thought of ways to torture Penny and vent the anger he suffered here.

However, he soon heard Maurina’s footsteps approaching.

“Eunuch Fischer, if I notice a single strand of hair missing from Penny when she returns, then the third request will be your execution.”

Hiss…

Astor instantly gasped, and he felt his heart fall to his stomach.

Maurina could actually see through his mind so quickly!

At this time, Astor felt a sudden pang of pain in his chest.

Then, with a bang, Astor wailed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body was like a cannonball, it instantly flew into the air and dropped fast as he hit the wall again.

When he fell to the ground, Astor felt as if his internal organs were ripped apart, and he curled his body into a ball as his face was covered in tears and snots.

In his vague consciousness, Astor heard Maurina’s walking closer.

“Oh, right.

I don’t want to see you

face absolutely

fists

in his heart would not be washed away even if

after some time, Astor slowly released his fist and

deduced that he could not

frightening hellhole prison, Astor only felt that

Ishac,

Caspian,

him not because he was afraid but because he

thought that he reached the

the truth was

people’s eyes, he was just as insignificant as

that Astor felt at that moment was beyond

Maurina walked out

stand under the sun

breathing in the damp

looked at the sky and

convenience with Astren? It

me to owe her a favor?” After pondering for a while,

for him for

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hung high, and it was already late

his title as the prince,

he would have to leave the city for Astren as

him to pick another official residence, they arranged for him to

out of the hellhole prison and reached the mansion, he was only in contact

year ago, no matter where Maurina appeared, there would be soldiers clearing the

Salleria, only the current emperor could

and autumn was approaching,

of character and dark mansion, it felt

Maurina soaked in a

hands rested on the wooden tub, he

door creaked, and soon a

greeted,

faint smile appeared on

was as cynical as when he was smiling

“Come in.

The water’s almost cold.”

The young lady

the door and carried a bucket of

saw Maurina’s tub was still steaming, the young

you’re pulling my legs

The water’s still hot!”

could see the young girl’s slightly flushed

and this girl, Penny, was thinner