Irene was confused after listening to her son's request, "the third prince? When did you meet him, Zhan?"

"I never met him mother, but he is of my age and I wish to meet him and make  good friends with him."

Irene didn't think anything more of this," my son is a good child, I will send the invitation today, but Zhan I cannot guarantee that they will attend."

Zhan didn't say anything after that although this is a cause for worry, he still wished everything will go as planned because after his birthday he will not get a chance to meet the prince for a long time.

Moreover, prince Yibo will be only five at this time he must have no knowledge about anything, he would not be able to make decisions about himself.

As a result, everything depends on his mother the consort, consort Yuhai was the daughter of the count a beautiful woman, her beauty even surpassed the empress and the Saintess and her intelligence were also praiseworthy.

Prince Yibo had gotten all of his intelligence from her, she was able to survive in that palace for so long and even raise a son as smart as Yibo she must not refuse this opportunity.

The Duke was the most powerful person after the imperial family, and the fact that Zhan the son of the duke wanted to be friends with the third prince is a very good opportunity to receive the favor of the Duke.

Th consort should be smart enough to not miss this chance.

But say if for some reason she won't be able to attend the party Zhan will need to find some other way to meet the prince and the consort.

Irene who thought that Zhan was sad because he thinks that the third prince won't be able to attend the party mentally made a note to try her best and convince the consort to attend the party.

Once they reached back to the house Zhan went back to his room, since he was young he didn't have many classes to attend so he pretty much had nothing to do.

He called one of his servants after an idea crossed his mind," yes young master."

"Go and arrange at least fifty small glass bottles for me?"

"May I ask why my lord?"

"And why should I tell you? Who even gave you the right to ask me? Just do what you are told."

The maid felt annoyed after being treated so badly especially by a six-year-old child, must be nice to be born as a noble.

The maid bowed her head and walked out with a clenched fist.

Soon the glass bottles were ready and placed in front of him but the one who bought him was the butler Dylan this man has to poke his nose in every business.

"Young master may I ask why you need the glass bottles."

"No you may not, now get out."

The butler felt angry after being talked like that, "young master you cannot talk to others like that."

"And who are you to educate me? my father? My teacher? No right? You are just a lowly replaceable servant now get out before I complain to mother that you are being rude to me."

The butler glared at Zhan who looked him in the eyes as a challenge and walked out with rage.

It's a pity that Zhan is just a child right now if he had been an adult it wouldn't take him a second before beheading Dylan but where is the fun in that?

Zhan and his brother have endured ten years of torture by these people and he will return with the pain which will be ten times worse.

He glanced at the glass bottles and picked one in his hand, he needs to start preparing.

The nighttime came soon, and it was time to sleep but no matter how much Zhan tried he just couldn't fall asleep.

At first, he didn't want to sleep, second were the nightmares that haunted him and the third was fear.

Afraid of falling asleep and never waking up again and the fear that all of this was a dream and once he wakes up he will be in the same torture room.

After twisting and turning in his bed for hours, Zhan finally gave up and walked out of his room.

In the dark mansion, he walked carelessly and subconsciously found himself in front of his brother's room, and for some reason, his brother's room was still lit.

So he carefully peeked in and saw his brother sitting at the table studying.

"Brother,"

Simon tore his gaze from the book and saw Zhan standing near the door, "why are you here Zhan mom will get angry if she found out that you are not asleep."

"But you are not asleep also," he asked Innocently.

"That's because I am older so I have to study hard,"  Simon said as a matter of fact, how can Zhan forget how much of a perfectionist Simon was.

He would be perfect in everything he does because he wanted to be a good duke and serve his people but only Zhan knows that later on this sentiment of his had changed.

Zhan wonders whether his brother would still think that same way if he knew about his past life?

No, Zhan shook his head, his brother deserves a good childhood rather than being haunted by the past.

"Zhan ?"

Zhan smiled at Simon and grabbed his hand," brother let me sleep with you."

"No, go back to your room."

Zhan swung his hand and made a sorry face, "please pwease brother pwease."

"No, go back you are a big boy."

"Brother if you didn't allow me to sleep with you I will tell Mommy that you beat me."

"You liar, Mommy will not believe you."

Zhan then faked crying and made fake sniffling noises all though it was a little cringe for him like a grown adult to do this it felt great to tease his brother.

And as a little brother, that was his right since birth.

"Brother is really bad..."

"Okay okay don't cry," Simon said and dragged Zhan to the bed before making him lay down.

But Zhan grabbed his hand and said in a crying voice, "brother please lay down beside me."

Simon sighed frustratingly, and blew out the lamps before laying down beside Zhan who wasted no time and hugged him Zhan was a guy who loved cuddling, Simon didn't think much of it and hugged him back.

And finally, Zhan could sleep without any problem.

The next days passed without anything major happening the life went on for everyone but not for Zhan.

Every second he spend with his enemies was excruciating but he couldn't do anything but wait, waits for the right time to strike, the only reason he could handle everything was due to his brother's presence and the wait to meet the third prince.

His friend.

Zhan's wait soon ended as his birthday arrived.

Author's note: today I lost my best friend due to a doctor's mistake and I feel a  part of my heart being ripped apart and it hurts.

I wonder whether all the dark thoughts in my mind affected my life as well, I have so much to say but there is no one to listen to my stories are the only ways to let my stress out.

I wish I had realized her Importance when she was with me.