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Chapter 260 Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang!

Zhou Wei clearly saw the cushion of the futon slowly rise.

A head peeked out from under the cushion; it was the Second Prince. He was holding the cushion with both hands, struggling to stand up.

But just as half of his body was about to be exposed, the eldest prince grabbed his arm and twisted it hard.

The second prince made groaning sounds, seemingly in great pain.

Then the eldest prince pressed down on the prayer mat with both hands, trying to suppress the second prince who had poked his head out.

As the two remained locked in a stalemate, the Second Prince's humming became clearer.

Zhou Wei heard him cry out in anguish, "Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang!"

The sound was extremely shrill, like a painful scream coming from the soul.

The eldest prince remained unmoved. Seeing that he could not subdue the second prince, he became ruthless and threw the prayer mat aside.

He leaned inside the prayer mat and performed several more movements.

When he emerged from the prayer mat, the Second Prince's body was twisted beyond recognition.

As if someone had broken him in half, his legs were draped over his shoulders, and his hands were tied behind his back.

He could only tilt his head back, close his eyes, and continue calling out, "Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang!"

After the eldest prince finished doing all this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, which was tightly closed.

He picked up the cushion from the bed and put it back in its place; this time, no one could get out from under the cushion.

The eldest prince climbed onto the prayer mat using both his hands and feet and sat down cross-legged.

His lips were stretched into an exaggerated arc, making it look like he was smiling, but the muscles in his face were twitching uncontrollably.

This reveals that he was actually struggling and fearing inside.

Zhou Wei turned to look at Jiang Yueli and noticed that the princess's body was trembling slightly.

Seeing that she was about to wake her two older brothers, Zhou Wei immediately reached out and pulled her back, and A Bao also made a gesture to stop her.

Zhou Wei looked at A Bao strangely, forbidding the princess from waking the two princes.

It's because these two people are clearly sleepwalking!

You shouldn't wake a sleepwalker, or something bad might happen.

What was the reason that A Bao stopped him?

Seeing Zhou Wei looking at him, A Bao gestured that the game between the two wasn't over yet!

When it was spying on things in the first half of the night, it did more than just these.

Hearing what A Bao said, Zhou Wei pulled the princess along and patiently continued to wait.

Sure enough, the satisfied smile on the Crown Prince's face faded not long afterward.

He seemed to have been rebooted; he climbed off the cushion and sat back in his original spot.

Zhou Wei looked on in confusion, and at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

What Ah Bao called a game looked like a brutal murder.

Zhou Wei just couldn't understand why the two princes would reenact this scene while they were sleepwalking.

What she found even more unbelievable was that the Second Prince, whose body had just appeared to be broken and twisted, actually poked his head out of the prayer mat again.

This time, the pained expression on his face disappeared.

Instead, there was resentment and disgust!

The eldest prince's behavior also changed accordingly; he did not immediately push the second prince, who had leaned out again, back down.

Instead, he kept repeating the words the Second Prince had just spoken.

"Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang!"

As soon as the eldest prince spoke, the princess couldn't help but shiver.

The voice was completely different from the Crown Prince's during the day, yet it was very familiar to Jiang Yueli.

That's clearly the voice of the Great Zhou Emperor!

Zhou Wei instantly discerned the difference between the two princes' identical murmurs.

The Second Prince's voice sounded like that of a tragic woman, crying out in despair before her death.

Despite the pain, Zhou Wei felt that there was no hatred in that voice!

The eldest prince, on the other hand, had a distinctly masculine voice.

When calling out to that Zhou Lang, her tone was full of love and helplessness.

Faced with such a complicated call, the Second Prince's disgust deepened.

The eldest prince reached out to touch the second prince's face, but the second prince angrily pulled away.

This time, without the eldest prince having to cover the prayer mat, the second prince retreated back under it himself.

The two completely different scenes are confusing to watch.

However, Zhou Wei had already made some deductions in her mind.

She looked at Abao with a questioning gaze: "Is it over?"

Abao nodded: "It's over. They kept repeating this game."

Zhou Wei said she understood, and quietly led the princess back to her own courtyard via the same route.

After exchanging two watermelons and two bowls of milk for Abao, Zhou Wei instructed it to eat and stand guard in the yard.

Abao patted his chest and said that for the sake of Penpen's milk, he would guarantee to complete the task!

Back in her room, Zhou Wei saw that the princess was pale and sat in a chair like a walking corpse.

Zhou Wei was puzzled, and she was about to analyze the meaning behind the two princes' behavior with Jiang Yueli.

Judging from the way the eldest princess looked, it seemed as if she had already understood something.

"Princess, do you know something?"

Jiang Yueli suddenly grabbed Zhou Wei's hand, looked up at her, her eyes filled with tears.

"Weiwei, do you know who Zhou Lang is?"

Zhou Wei really didn't know this, but Zhou Lang's identity was very important.

If we knew who he was, the actions of the two princes would be much easier to analyze.

"Princess, who is he? Could he be some kind of cultivator?"

The eldest princess closed her eyes, calmed herself, and shook her head, saying, "No, this Zhou Lang is my father!"

"My father's name is Jiang Zhou!"

“When I was young, I heard my mother say with a jealous tone that when Consort Rong and my father went through hardships together, she called my father Zhou Lang.”

"But after my father ascended the throne and became the emperor, no one dared to call him that anymore."

Zhou Wei was momentarily stunned after hearing this.

She never imagined that the so-called Zhou Lang was actually the Emperor of the Great Zhou!

If so, what were the identities of the man and woman that the two princes played during their sleepwalking?

Zhou Wei began a brainstorming session, and countless pieces of information flooded into her mind.

The eldest princess asked worriedly, "Weiwei, do you think my two elder brothers here might be under some kind of evil spell?"

Evil magic?

Of course not!

Zhou Wei has some knowledge in this area.

"Princess, the two princes are not possessed by evil spirits, but are sleepwalking."

"Sleepwalking?" Jiang Yueli quickly processed the meaning of these two words, and after a while asked, "Does that mean they are both currently fast asleep?"

Zhou Wei nodded: "That's right. When sleepwalking, all actions are driven by instinct."

"For example, some people sleepwalk and can perfectly avoid obstacles even without opening their eyes. This is because the brain remembers the environment they are in."

"That's why many people think sleepwalkers are possessed by evil spirits."

Although the eldest princess understood that her two brothers were sleepwalking, she did not really understand why they were doing this.

Zhou Wei analyzed, "There are many factors that can cause sleepwalking, including genetic factors and external triggers."

"It is obvious that the two princes have been affected by external stimuli and have become like this."

"It is highly likely that they witnessed something in their childhood that they were unable to overcome, leading to sleepwalking and imitation behaviors later on."

The eldest princess felt a pang of pain in her heart: "Imitation?"

"Yes, it was imitation. The images I saw were so impactful that they caused psychological problems."

“Princess, do you know that there was once a man who killed someone and, fearing discovery, secretly bricked the body into a wall in his bedroom?”

"The immense psychological pressure after killing someone caused him to sleepwalk every night thereafter."

"In the darkness, he closed his eyes and repeatedly made brick-building motions while muttering incantations, just like the two princes did that night."