Chapter 15

As for Yun Fengyue's usual conduct, Yun Fengyun doesn't look down on it in the slightest.

You should know that those actions are disgraceful to the imperial family's reputation.

But these don't matter; as long as she doesn't compete with me for the empire, let her play if she wants—it's nothing remarkable.

It also surprised Yun Fengyun that his own sister would still care about the honor and disgrace of the imperial family, and could even think for the sake of Daxia, which truly took him aback.

As for Yun Fengyue being able to live up to it, Yun Fengyun has no doubt whatsoever.

Yun Fengyue is, after all, a princess of the Daxia imperial family, and from childhood she has received the most professional education.

Moreover, Yun Fengyue is also a very intelligent woman who loves reading, so it stands to reason she should be well versed in such knowledge.

"Attendant, go to Wanbao Pavilion and pick some suitable treasures for the Elder Princess, and say they are my reward."

As soon as Yun Fengyun finished speaking, Yuan Lu promptly responded and immediately issued the order.

At this moment, Yun Fengyun also saw Zhou Tian; he smiled and nodded at him.

"You did well, not losing the dignity of the state, protecting my nation's might."

"You may also withdraw and receive your reward."

Yun Fengyun nodded to Zhou Tian, indicating that in this matter it seemed they had no choice but to accept this outcome.

"Your servant obeys the command!"

Zhou Tian clasped his fists in salute, agreeing reluctantly and unwillingly.

Today's events deviated far from what was originally expected, and changed too much.

Clearly, I should be the protagonist, the one who stands out.

But in the end, everything turned out differently.

Zhou Tian is a smart person; he naturally understands why the Daxia emperor summoned him today.

The Sixth Princess and the envoy from Rizhao are today's targets; as long as I shine brightly and steal the spotlight, the prince consort of the Sixth Princess of Daxia will surely be me!

Even better, if I could win the favor of the Rizhao envoy, I could achieve two goals with one action, securing both the envoy and the Sixth Princess of Daxia.

That way, I could embrace the lovely and beautiful Sang Jieguyi and the sweet, adorable Sixth Princess each night, enjoying the blessings of many beauties—truly a wonderful thing.

But now, all of this has been destroyed!

It's all because of that bastard Yang Jun, who has ruined everything I had!

My chance to stand out, my chance to build an image—all have been destroyed!

Yang Jun, just you wait!

After Zhou Tian finished his salute to Yun Fengyun, as he was leaving, his eyes swept over Yang Jun.

Yang Jun only felt as if he were being stared down by a vicious wolf; that fierce gaze clearly wanted to devour him at that moment.

Big brother, why are you staring at me like that?

I'm innocent, you know.

You're the destined protagonist with a protagonist's halo, while I'm just a minor side character, a little extra—what could I possibly use to fight you?

Yang Jun let out a faint sigh, wanting to cry but without tears.

If anyone is to blame, it's Yun Xiyue; she insists on pretending to be profound, and in the end she dragged me out.

Now it's done—I've been noted by Zhou Tian; this grudge runs deep. When will these matters ever be settled?

"Yang Jun?"

Yun Fengyun saw Yang Jun and furrowed his brows.

For a moment, there was an indescribable feeling.

"Your Majesty?"

Yang Jun lowered his gaze to his nose, then to his heart, standing still on the spot.

"Your performance today was passable; you may withdraw now."

Yun Fengyun frowned, waving his hand as he spoke.

Yang Jun's performance today also left him with mixed feelings.

"Your servant obeys the holy decree."

Yang Jun hastily clasped his fists in salute and turned to leave.

Now, Yun Fengyue has received a reward, and even that brat Zhou Tian got one—what more is there to think about?

Clearly, Yun Fengyun just doesn't take a liking to me; given that, it's better to slip away early, avoid these perilous circumstances, and first preserve my own life.

Seeing Yang Jun leave, Yun Xiyue pouted.

Father Emperor is being too unfair; Yang Jun performed quite well, so why treat him like this?

"Father Emperor, your actions are unjust; this is unfair to Yang Jun!"

Yun Xiyue stepped forward, speaking to Yun Fengyun with great dissatisfaction.

"Father Emperor, you saw that Yang Jun also rendered service in this matter, and he is loyal and filial to you, besides being humble and unassuming, not contentious or greedy..."

Yun Xiyue took a deep breath, striving to extol Yang Jun's virtues.

Hearing his daughter repeatedly list Yang Jun's merits, and seeing her indignant on his behalf, Yun Fengyun unconsciously raised a hand to rub his temples.

This matter is troublesome.

In fact, Yang Jun's performance is indeed excellent.

In Yun Fengyun's heart, he still feels quite satisfied.

But rationally, Yun Fengyun cannot help but consider other matters as well.

If Yang Jun seizes the opportunity and gathers more strength, might he become another Prince Pingxi down the line?

By then, the situation could become unwieldy, and I'd still have a headache.

The position of prince consort is not something that can be given out casually.

Especially Yang Jun—how is he not an idiot?

And Zhou Tian—he was given the chance, but how could he fail to seize it?

No matter what, this prince consort position absolutely cannot be given away so easily!

……

Yang Jun left the Imperial Palace and headed straight for Pingxi Prince's Mansion.

It's too dangerous out there; better to head home.

Yang Jun had just stepped through his own gate and hadn't even caught his breath when Deng Jian came over, laughing.

"Heir Apparent, you've finally returned—the Elder Princess's Mansion sent people, and they brought lots of gifts."

"Right, the folks from the Elder Princess's Mansion are quite pretty!"

Deng Jian said this, winking at Yang Jun.

"Cough, what nonsense are you spouting? I'm the Heir of Prince Pingxi—how could a man of honor confine himself to love affairs? Isn't reading books better?"

Yang Jun raised his chin and walked on.

Deng Jian stood there, touching his head; his temperature was normal, no hallucination—could it be that our Heir Apparent has really changed?

Yang Jun stepped inside, only to see a graceful figure sitting properly in the main hall.

At a glance, Yang Jun was stunned.

This woman seems like a blend of the Sixth Princess and the Elder Princess!

Her mature charm and lovely beauty combined—seated there, she's a tempting sight, truly attractive.

The assorted gifts placed beside her couldn't draw as much attention as she did.

"Xiao Feng greets the Heir Apparent!"

Yang Jun had just stepped inside when the woman rose and gave him a graceful bow.

Xiao Feng is Yun Fengyue's personal maid, sixteen years old, lovely and charming.

As she bowed, her tense body released waves of boundless charm.

Yang Jun watched Xiao Feng, admiring her.

"Heir Apparent, my lady has Xiao Feng deliver a message: she says you're now one of us."