There was no light in the box, and Zhu Jingxian felt the sand falling on his body constantly, and vaguely guessed his current situation.

The fingertips were cold and there was no sunshine around, so it was difficult to determine where he was and where he was, but the only thing that could be sure was that his father lied to him.

Sending him out is not for rest, but for another purpose.

He struggled to lift the lid of the wooden box upwards, and sadly found that the wooden box was extremely strong and motionless.

Why?

Zhu Jingxian couldn't figure it out. Even if his father hated him, even if he was really not Sheng's biological son, have they been kind to him over the years?

Why did it suddenly change?

What exactly are they going to do when they put him in a big box and buried it under a lot of sand?

The sand in the gap was falling down. Zhu Jing choked the sand first, and he hurriedly vomited it out, and then became a little panicked again.

No, no, if my father wants to treat him like this, the only reason is...

He remembered the content of his father's argument with his mother, and widened his eyes and felt a little disbelief.

So he was given up?

Or is it a bargaining chip used to threaten Zhu Yuan’s compromise?

Because his life experience is about to be revealed, would Zhu Zhengsong simply not want him?

Many incredible thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end, for some reason, they were frozen on Zhu Er's somewhat frightened but determined face.

Zhu Er is his father's confidant...

He closed his eyes and sat in the box, bent his body and adjusted his posture with some difficulty.

Some sand leaked from his head. Zhu Jing didn't have to look up and knew how dirty he was at this moment, but he didn't care at all. He pricked his ears and listened carefully to the sounds around him.

"Master, is it really buried?" A young servant spitted into his palm, looking at his red and bubbled hands, and asked Zhu Er in horror: "This... this really fills the sand, so there's no turning back..."

Zhu Er's son was also a little scared and stood in front of his father and said hesitantly: "Yes, Dad, this is the eldest young master... If we really do something to bury it, we will dig it out again and the person may die."

Zhu Er was also unsure of his mind.

But Zhu Zhengsong said that he was looking at the sky, and when he was noon, he would completely fill the soil, and then he would kill Zhu Yuan and his subordinates all in one go.

It's almost noon!

He had no choice but to feel that he couldn't do it.

Zhu Jingxian was also the one who grew up. He called him since he was a child. He was still a nine-year-old child. He was only one year apart from his youngest son...

The box moved, obviously Zhu Jing wanted to struggle to test it out first. Zhu Er swallowed, looked at the sky, and sighed: "Should you wait a moment, wait a little longer, it's noon... there's nothing else."

A thorn in the flesh thorned into the flesh, and a heart-wrenching pain came, and Zhu Jingxian felt a chill.

"The master gave his own instructions." Zhu Er's eyes looked at the box with a complicated look: "Young master, don't blame me, I have no choice but to follow the master's instructions."

Zhu Jing first struggled hard in the box.

No, no.

Why did my father treat him like this?

The box trembled violently for a few moments and then there was no movement. Zhu Er's son hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down on the box and listened to the movement. After a while, he stood up and shook his head, and said, "Young Master is crying."

It's just a nine-year-old child, so it's normal to cry.

Zhu Er said nothing, waved his hand to signal his son to retreat, and sat under the shade of the tree by the side of the road and looked at the box in deep thought.

If the master really buried the box, it would be equivalent to killing his own son with his own hands. Of course, the child's life is given by his parents, so the parents have the right to take it back.

But after comparing, the master was so affectionate about the child left by his wife.

Now he only hopes that Zhu Yuan can really follow the plan. Otherwise, if Zhu Yuan is given a chance, she may kill all the Zhu family.

She did it and did it.

A servant brought the watermelon and cut it on the nearby stone table. Zhu Er shook his head and signaled his son to eat it himself. Just as he was about to go forward to see what was going on the box, he heard a galloping sound of horse hooves.

He immediately stood up with a serious expression.

Here we come, whether the young master is alive or dead, whether the master’s plan has succeeded or failed, it is time to see if it is now.

Is the person who came here Zhu Jingxian’s death talisman or the death knell that rang for Zhu Yuan?

After seeing clearly the person coming, Zhu Er suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and was also a little lucky that the person who came was Wang Er, the confidant beside the master. If he came, it would mean that the master's plan was successful.

Fortunately, he greeted his son: "Don't eat it first, hurry up! Get the young master out!"

Wang Er took the opportunity to get off the horse, looked at him but reached out to stop him: "Don't be busy for now." He looked around and frowned and asked him: "You have nothing to do here, right?"

Is there something wrong? What can I do? Zhu Er shook his head: "Everything goes well, why? You are not here to report the news?"

Wang Er stepped forward and stood on the box, looking at the pile of sand that had disappeared from the box and kicked it with his feet. Finally, he said to Zhu Er: "Be careful, the fifth prince has left the city, I'm afraid it's just for this matter. Be awakened. The master said that if you are discovered, you don't have to mercy and do it immediately."

Zhu Er subconsciously glanced at the box, was the fifth prince out of the city?

No way? He was just thinking something was wrong when he heard Wang Er shouting a little out of control: "No! I've been trapped!"

What's going on?

Zhu Er looked at his gaze with a little confused, only seeing a group of people racing towards him.

There are few people here, except for some hunters and fishermen, few people will come here, especially these days, the sun is scorching, so few people come here, such a large group of people...

Zhu Er glanced at the box and heard Wang Er's order: "Release the box and throw it into the river!"

The river surface is endless, and you can still see the wooden pillars wrapped in the turbulent river.---------There is a heavy rain in summer. Now the water level is rising. As long as the box is thrown into the water, it will disappear in an instant.

Even if the fifth prince really comes, he will not be able to see anything.

Zhu Jingxian could not be found, and Zhu Zhengsong would naturally join forces with the Sheng family to deal with Zhu Yuan and his servants, and then there would be no trace.

Even if Zhu Yuan complained, he would not have any evidence.

Zhu Er dared not hesitate anymore and immediately waved to his servants to signal them to lift the box and throw it away.

Zhu Jingxian felt that the sounds around him seemed extremely clear at this moment, and he slowly clenched his fists.
Chapter completed!