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

his fists and

heart would not be washed away even if one used all

time, Astor slowly released his fist and

deduced that he could

in this frightening hellhole prison, Astor

Ishac,

Caspian,

kill him not because he was afraid but because

Astor thought that he reached the

the truth

he was just as insignificant as

the humiliation that Astor felt at that

cloak draped around his shoulder, Maurina walked out

he could stand under

in the damp and rotten smell but

the

of convenience with Astren? It must be Daisy’s

owe her a favor?” After pondering for a while, Maurina

waited for him for

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hung high, and it was already

Maurina recovered his title as the prince, the

he would have to leave the city for Astren as soon as the dawn broke the

to pick another official residence, they arranged

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

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

current emperor could match Maurina’s grand momentum at

already late summer and autumn was approaching, the air was chilly

lack of character and dark

the room, Maurina soaked in a

both his hands rested on the wooden tub, he was

creaked, and soon a gentle and lovely face

timidly greeted, “Your

smile appeared on Maurina’s

as cynical as when he was smiling at

“Come in.

The water’s almost cold.”

The young lady

opened the door and carried a bucket of

saw Maurina’s tub was still steaming, the young girl puffed and

pulling my legs

The water’s still hot!”

could see the

a year since they last met, and this