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

face absolutely

clenched his fists and

heart would not be washed away even

time, Astor slowly released his fist

he could not take revenge

this frightening hellhole prison, Astor only felt

Ishac,

Caspian,

not kill him not because he was afraid but because

Astor thought that he reached the

truth was

was just as insignificant

thought of this, the humiliation that Astor

cloak draped around his shoulder, Maurina walked out of the dark hellhole prison’s

could stand under the

longer breathing in the

the sky

Astren? It must

why’d she save me..? Perhaps she wanted me to owe

him for

***

and it was

prince, the newly crowned prince resided

leave the city

for him to pick another official residence, they arranged for him to stay in a long-abandoned

hellhole prison and reached the mansion, he was only in contact with a small official responsible for

where Maurina appeared, there would be

in the whole of Salleria, only the current emperor could match

and autumn was approaching, the air was

this lack of character and dark

room, Maurina soaked in a hot

both his hands rested on the wooden tub, he was lost

the door creaked, and soon a

timidly greeted, “Your

smile appeared on

he was smiling at Astor, but

“Come in.

The water’s almost cold.”

The young lady was

and carried a bucket of hot

steaming, the young girl puffed and pouted as she glared

pulling

The water’s still hot!”

Maurina could see the young girl’s

and this