Prince Zhuang: "..."
A flash of murderous intent flickered in his eyes. These three words were like a curse, haunting him these days.
Wasn't he unlucky enough already? Things had reached this point. How could they get worse?
He suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage, ready to reprimand the driver, but as he looked up, he was stunned.
In front of him, thick smoke billowed, and the source was none other than his Crown Prince Mansion.
This Prince Zhuang Mansion had a long history. Twenty years ago, when Prince Zhuang turned eighteen and built the manor outside, it was this manor. Later, when Prince Zhuang went to the Vassal Land, the manor was maintained by people he trusted, who also bought the surrounding estates to expand it, making the mansion larger and larger.
Later, when Prince Zhuang became Crown Prince, it was renamed Crown Prince Mansion.
Among all the princes' estates, this was the largest.
