The Fourth Princess's Gossip System

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The Third Prince with a heart filled with mixed emotions walked towards a secret place that only he knew.

His steps were like flying directing him to a place hidden underground.. This place was unknown to many, only his loyal supporters knew about it.

Upon arrival at the place, the Third Prince felt a mixture of relief and anxiety. Relief as he arrived at a safe place and was only known by a few trusted people. Anxiety because he felt that the entire kingdom, including the palace, was a place he could no longer hold.

The room has a dark and mysterious atmosphere, illuminated by several torches hanging on the wall. Inside this room, the Third Prince's loyal supporters had gathered, awaiting his arrival.

As the Third Prince entered, his supporters, who had been loyal to him in this plot of rebellion greeted him with small voices.

The Third Prince looked towards his supporters who were looking at him with faces filled with mixed feelings. In his eyes, he saw the disappointment and worry emanating from their faces. Those who have been faithful to support him in his struggle for power seem to be anxious about his latest situation.

The Third Prince's own face was not good. The injuries he sustained during the fight left him feeling weak and injured, resulting in his tense facial expression.

In an attempt to ease the tension a little, the Third Prince took a seat and sat down. With a slow and slightly rough movement, he took out a glass of water that had been prepared. As the fresh water flowed down her throat, she felt how her thirst was gone.

His supporters still looked at him with mixed gazes. Among them was also the zeal and determination to remain standing beside him in the struggle.

The Third Prince looked at everyone with a face full of questions."What happened in the capital? How's the situation now?"

" The situation in the capital is back to being conducive, Prince. Our soldiers cannot seize control of the capital "

This answer had been expected by the third prince before but when he heard it always directly his heart seemed to want to be removed.

Why this well-planned thing can fail just like that, why.

"Huh, there's something even more surprising, what?"tanyakanya.

He wanted to know how this already trained army had suddenly failed to take over the capital. Though they were all fake soldiers who had long experience on the battlefield. How could it possibly lose just like that in its own place.

" Yes, Prince. There's help coming from a side we never expected"

" Who's help?"asked the impatient third Prince when he realized his supporters were talking long-winded.

"From ... from the group of beggars, Prince"Whispered her in an embarrassed tone.

The Third Prince was surprised to hear that," Beggar? Whatchu mean?"

He stared at everyone and everyone looked down .From their reaction, it was clear that what was said earlier was the truth.

But experienced soldiers can lose to street beggars.

Is this a joke?

" They have formed their own group, Prince. They moved independently and helped prevent the government from falling into our hands, so our failure today is based on our ignorance of the beggar party" the man said with a bowed face.

who could have guessed if their greatest defeat was based solely on a beggar. Their defeat today completely tarnished their lifelong experience of politics and war.

" But, beggar? How could they.this is impossible.there must be someone behind them, there must be"the third prince muttered .

" It's shocking.This prince never even imagined...

"We feel the same, Prince"

The Third Prince was frustrated and angry over the situation he had just heard. He threw the glass and ceramic teapot hard, breaking it into pieces and smashing it against the wall.

Brakes, cling....

" Why?! Why can't we fight them? How can we who have experienced soldiers lose to a bunch of beggars who only know to beg on the streets?!"her screams were angry.

The Third Prince's face flushed red and filled with anger, the veins of his arms bulging as he tried to contain his anger.

"Do any of you know who is behind this party of beggars? Who's leading them?"asked the Prince of the third child by turning his gaze to all the supporters present without exception.

But alas they all lowered their heads unwilling to speak until one of them answered the question

"Sorry, Prince, we had no knowledge of this beggar party before the battle. This party just popped up while the fight was going on"

" We just saw them come and take over the city situation.And they also have a strange style even some use farts as weapons, so ...

The Third Prince was getting angrier hearing the news.

"Huh, my elite soldiers lost to farts? are you kidding me?!"

Again everyone was silent because it was also embarrassing. Can farts kill people? the answer can be if you look at it with your own eyes.

"So who is the mastermind behind this beggar party, who is it!!No one knows? What does this mean? How can we lose by a group that suddenly just appears and that too....that's because of farting?!

Hearing the third Prince's incredulous voice, these supporters were also greatly embarrassed. If there was a hole in the ground, they would rather bury themselves than stand staring at the emotionless third Prince.

"Sorry pengeran, it's indeed a rather embarrassing thing but the reality is already like that.We have also done a search, Prince, but we have not been able to find clear information about them"

" No clear information? This is unacceptable!" the third prince picked up the sword abruptly.He looked at everyone with the sword in his hand.His eyes rattled as if he was no longer the third Prince known to everyone.

" Prince, what are you doing?!

"if you all can't figure out who's behind this beggar party, but at least someone can handle my anger!"

With a sudden movement, the Third Prince slashed his sword towards his closest supporter. The sword quickly flashed and hit the supporter hard. Blood was spilled and the supporter fell to the ground.

In an instant, the person who was talking was now lying bloodied on the ground and no longer alive.

" Prince?!" the supporters were shocked to see the reaction and they simultaneously retreated backwards unwilling to become the next victim of the third Prince.

the Third Prince looked at everyone present with red eyes . "This prince will not tolerate weakness! Anyone who doubts loyalty, I'll throw them away!"

Tension and fear filled the air as the other supporters were shocked and could not believe what had just happened. The Third Prince, in a deep state of anger, displayed an inability to cope with his frustration and caused the situation to grow increasingly tense among his supporters.

Those who have participated in this rebellion cannot retreat again unless they die. So sorry is too late.

In the tension surrounding the room, the Third Prince tried to assuage his mounting emotions. He tries to connect between an anonymous writer who dares to uncover dirty secrets and a beggar party that suddenly appears in a battle against the soldiers.

"Does this anonymous author have anything to do with the beggar's party? Is all this part of the plan to bring me down?"think third prince .

But he was also thinking about the prince's Uncle who was currently going through a drastic change.

Uncle Prince, party beggar and anonymous book author.

Are they all related?

The Third Prince's eyes glared, trying to uncover the secret that was gnawing at his mind. Dozens of eyes looked at him attentively, and the tension felt even stronger. Meanwhile, the Third Prince clasped tightly onto his wounded chest.

He felt like he was in a huge trap ready to explode at any moment. His emotions were peaking, and he felt increasingly pressured by the increasingly complicated situation.

However, he would not talk about the prince's uncle as his supporters were. It is currently very important for the third Prince to maintain the loyalty of his supporters

if they heard Uncle Prince was a normal man they would most likely turn their hearts away.

This everyone supported him for thinking that he was the best candidate among the princes.

But when there is another candidate who is better than himself, people will turn to it.

So he wouldn't talk about the matter of Uncle Prince to all of them being so stupid.

Why are his supporters stupid people who don't know to think, damn it.

" Prince, the situation is not easy...

The Third Prince did not care who spoke to him immediately cut his conversation furiously"It is not easy?! We have a strong army and we are still defeated by those who are usually below the poverty line?!

"But the prince, they have a strange style and strategy of their own...

"hahahaha, what moves and what strategies? All the reasons will only make me even more upset!"strangling the third.

The Third Prince felt so angry and disappointed that the veins on his arms seemed to tighten as he tried to contain his anger.

"Prince, we can definitely find the right solution to deal with this situation"

The Third Prince spoke in a tone filled with anger" Solution? What solutions can restore our self-esteem? We should be able to fight them instead of crawling under beggars!"

Soon a few more supporters came forward and revealed if they currently needed to retreat. If they cannot remain the capital they can go to another country to seek asylum.

"No! We can't back off. We have rebelled, and we must not retreat. Our names have been tarnished in this country forever if we give up"

"But Prince, the risk is huge. If we lose again...

"Lose means to die. But winning means we can change our destiny. We can be better leaders for this country. We must be prepared to face any consequences"

In the tense atmosphere within the Third Prince's secret chamber, his loyal supporters stood with tense eyes and frustrated faces. The Third Prince looked at them with a sharp look, while their words sounded in a silent atmosphere.

Suddenly a supporter knelt on the ground and stomped his forehead there with a thud.

" Prince, please consider the safety of our family.This lowly could have died but saved our descendants"

Hearing his request that some other supporters also did the same. They had all revolted and the punishment was death.

"Congratulations to our noble descendants"

"Welcome my grandson, prince, he is my future successor.The Lin family cannot end up in my hands"

The Third Prince bit his lips, seemingly struggling with difficult consideration. He felt the weight of the responsibility he bore, not only for himself, but also for his supporters.

Supporters who had asked officially were the families of his concubines.

They married the Princess themselves to the third prince with high hopes but who knows instead of succeeding but instead would destroy their descendants at once.

Regretting it does exist but it's actually too late.

The faces of the supporters began to lighten, hoping that the Third Prince would make a wise decision.

" Your Majesty, can we arrange for their evacuation? there's a safe place outside the capital, if allowed, I'll take care of that myself"

In the end the third Prince allowed them to evacuate the family first out of the dayun country.

As time grew increasingly urgent no one living on the third Prince's side anymore all rushed to evacuate his own family to a safer place.

Meanwhile, the Third Prince who was left alone was now contemplating in silence.

his memory returned about the change in the face of Uncle Prince earlier .That childish face had disappeared, replaced by a ferocious male figure capable of defeating him easily in combat.

"Uncle prince, I can't believe you're the mastermind" the 3rd Prince muttered furiously.

Her chest now felt so painful and it was proof that it was not a dream.

Hatred and anger were burning within the 3rd prince and he felt betrayed by someone he had once trampled on and ridiculed at will.

But after this, the third Prince realized that in the eyes of Uncle Prince, he was a clown who was jumping on board.

Slowly, flames of anger burned within the Third Prince. How could he be so stupid and never suspect that Uncle Prince was an enemy hiding behind his closeness? He felt tricked and taken advantage of, and all that made him even more fiery in his desire to fight and defeat Uncle Prince.

"A cunning covered with a plain face. I'm stupid, so stupid," the Third Prince murmured with deep hatred. "I won't let this traitor get away with it. He has made me bow in his shadow, but not anymore!"

In the darkness of the room, a feeling of resentment grew stronger in the Third Prince's heart. The desire for revenge gnawed at his heart, and he knew that this fight was not over yet. Only one goal was on his mind, destroying the Prince's Uncle, a traitor who had betrayed him so cunningly.