The attendants rushed forward, wanting to save Zhou Fu, who had been pushed down by the dog. Who knew that after the mastiff fell down, it would only lick Zhou Fu a few times, but it didn't hurt him at all.

Zhou Fu looked at the stupid face of the dog and was pleasantly surprised to find that it wasn't a white-faced dog anymore.

"Fifth … Fifth Imperial Brother, are you alright?" The Second Prince had never called out to Zhou Fu in a pleasant manner before. Now that he called out to him, he almost bit his own tongue.

Zhou Fu was tickled by the licking and laughed out loud. He pushed away the mastiff's kiss. The other mastiff was pacing back and forth in the same place, and the attendants held onto it tightly.

"I, I'm fine. Haha, stop licking me. It's so ticklish." Zhou Fu's eyes were red from the itch, and he looked at them with watery eyes.

The Second Prince's heart trembled, and he hurriedly ordered the attendants to pull the mastiff away.

"Fifth Imperial Brother, I wasn't able to hold the mastiff. Please forgive me for being incompetent."

The Second Prince actually apologized to the Fifth Imperial Prince for the first time. The attendants suppressed the surprise on their faces, although they couldn't bear to do anything to Zhou Fu.

"It's fine. Second Imperial Brother, this mastiff is very cute." Zhou Fu patted the mastiff's head, and the adorable dog instantly wagged its tail excitedly.

The Fifth Imperial Prince's attendants had been sent away. Should they still make a move?

The attendants couldn't bear to see the pitiful Fifth Imperial Prince suffer, so they didn't warn the Second Prince.

"In that case, I'll give this dog to Fifth Imperial Brother." The Second Prince was hot-headed, and he gave away one of the mastiffs that he had painstakingly ordered people to get from beyond the Great Wall.

The other white-faced mastiff was panting anxiously, and the attendants held it tightly to prevent it from moving.

Zhou Fu obediently thanked the Second Prince, and when the attendants found him, he left with the mastiff, accompanied by them.

The palace attendant beside Zhou Fu, Sishui, looked delicate and charming. She glanced at the Second Prince, who was still in a daze, and was surprised. In the past, her glances had already made the Second Prince smile meaningfully. But now, he turned a blind eye to her and stared at Zhou Fu's back as he left.

After Zhou Fu left, the Second Prince turned to ask the attendants.

"What was I going to do just now?"

The attendants all lowered their heads, and the attendant replied, "His Highness said to release the mastiffs to attack the Fifth Prince."

"Sishui to the mastiff?"

"One was released, Your Highness." The attendant answered before the others could speak.

"Did it pounce?"

"Your Highness, the mastiff pounced on the Fifth Imperial Prince, but the Fifth Imperial Prince was lucky and didn't get bitten by the mastiff." The attendant said calmly.

The Second Prince suddenly understood. "So that's how it is. This little guy is so lucky."

The attendants looked at each other, and they all saw a confused expression on the faces of the people around them.

The attendants also didn't understand what the Second Prince was up to.

However, the Second Prince gritted his teeth and said with a sinister expression, "To think that he even caused me to lose a mastiff. Just you wait. See if I won't make that little fellow beg for death."

"…" Your Highness, you were the one who personally gave away the mastiff!

The attendant's words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound. After a while, he also forgot what he wanted to say.

The Sishui followed Zhou Fu back to the bedroom. As the personal attendant of the Fifth Imperial Prince, although she could take charge of everything in the palace, it wasn't as promising as following the Second Prince. Moreover, with her relationship with the Second Prince, it was more than enough for her to be a concubine in the future. When the Second Prince ascended the throne, she would at least be an Imperial Concubine.

Zhou Fu was happy to have gained a new cute little friend. He sent someone to feed the mastiff meat and personally bathed it. Even when he was splashed with water, he was still in high spirits. He patted the mastiff's head and happily said, "As the first dog with a face, from now on, you'll be called Number One!"

The mastiff replied to him by rubbing against him intimately. Zhou Fu was splashed with water again. He pretended to be angry and said, "Stop rubbing, quickly finish it."

The mastiff obediently sat up straight. It whimpered and lowered its head as if it was admitting its mistake.

The attendants thought to themselves that this dog was a god. It was so smart.

However, they didn't know that all the friendly targets in Zhou City, as long as they were green-named NPCs who were loyal to Zhou Fu, would listen to him. How could a green-named NPC harm an ally? Because of this, the Second Prince, who wanted to become the Crown Prince, wouldn't harm Zhou Fu no matter what.

The attendants in Zhouwang Palace were all men, not eunuchs. The practice of castration wasn't popular yet, but there were still some executed attendants by the concubines. The rest were female attendants because they wouldn't invade the harem.

The attendants by the prince and Emperor Zhou's side were all strong and healthy.

In this era, those who had been castrated were sinners. Sinners had low status and were crippled. They couldn't turn over a new leaf for the rest of their lives.

Zhou Fu explored Zhouwang Palace. The white-faced NPCs bowed their heads when they saw him. They seemed to be very cooperative.

By accident, Zhou Fu came to Yeting, where the lowest level of sinners lived. They did the hardest and most tiring work and ate rotten food to pay for their sins.

The only way they could get out of here was to be chosen by a concubine. Because of this, every time a noble came here, these people would fight over it in private.

Zhou Fu was still a teenager. The servants by his side were all appointed by Emperor Zhou. Because of this, the steward wasn't very enthusiastic about his arrival. Maybe the prince just wanted to see what kind of place Yeting was. He sent someone to lead the way for Zhou Fu. He turned his head and whipped the slacking sinners next to him and scolded them loudly.

Being with these guilty slaves every day, the stewards' hearts were also twisted. Among these guilty slaves, who were worse than animals, a few of the good-looking ones had already been murdered. They worked non-stop during the day, and at night, they were used as playthings by the stewards to vent their lust. None of the eunuchs who came out of the Ye Court were not evil.

"The sinners who were sent here two days ago have good figures. They should be executed today, right?" The steward licked his lips. His greedy eyes were disgusting.

"Yes." The little eunuch beside him was silent. He lowered his head and replied respectfully, "They have been hungry for three days. They only eat clean water. The filth in their bodies has been expelled."

"Good." The steward and the other steward looked at each other and smiled.

The little eunuch trembled and lowered his head even more.

Yeting was such a filthy place. It was born out of the darkest desires of human nature. People did not act like humans. The people in charge could do whatever they wanted. The people under them worked hard to climb up. They used all kinds of methods to get to the top.

He had been here for seven days. When he first came in, he was cleaned and shaved. Then he was fed forbidden medicine. He vomited and had diarrhea. After that, he was starved for three days. The water he could drink in these three days was limited. It was just enough to survive.

The young man sat in a daze by the stone pillar. This was the prison of Yeting. It was used to imprison new sinners and sinners who tried to escape. A few days ago, a little eunuch covered in blood was brought into the room next to his. Supposedly, he had tried to escape Yeting. He was thrown here as an example to the "new people."

Bit by bit, he felt like he was on the verge of death. His nose was filled with a strange smell from next door. The smell of rot and rot made the young man very uncomfortable. He thought of the steward's lewd and wanton gaze on the day he was cleaned. Those disgusting hands touched his body with a satisfied gaze. The young man felt nauseous. It would be better if he died. It would be cleaner.

But if he died, who would avenge him?

His father died unjustly. His mother was humiliated and committed suicide. Everything changed overnight. If he did not live, how could he avenge his mother? How could he avenge his father?

The young man's vision was blurry. His spirit was gradually dissipating. It was his limit to be able to hold on until now. He knew he was about to be executed. He was prepared for what he would face in the future.

It was just living an ignoble existence. If the eunuchs who left Yeting could do it, why couldn't he?

The door of the prison opened. Someone dragged him to the execution platform. The cold light of a knife flashed in front of his eyes. He heard the sound of the execution eunuch cleaning and disinfecting the knife.

There was a sudden scream from the person on the execution platform next to him. The scream stopped abruptly. The person must have fainted.

At this moment, the young man's soul seemed to have floated out of his body. The weakness of his body made it difficult for him to even raise his hand, let alone resist.