Chapter 577

First Volume, Chapter 577: The Uninvited Guest

If Qin Feng isn't a dog, then who is?

Realizing Qin Feng was again insinuating insults at her, Princess Qiyang's face flushed red with anger, yet she refused to leave.

Hmph, the more he tries to drive me away, the more I'll sit here and annoy him to death!

Seeing Princess Qiyang wouldn't leave, the White Clothes guest turned and walked away, sighing deeply inside.

I originally planned to isolate Qin Feng alone in the Wai Yuan and humiliate him thoroughly.

Yet, the daughter of the Ning Duke and Princess Qiyang both remained in the Wai Yuan.

The plan to isolate Qin Feng had clearly collapsed on its own.

If it were only Xie Yun'er, that would be fine—but now Princess Qiyang was adding to the chaos.

Ah!

The White Clothes guest couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, yet had no recourse.

At this critical deadline, a shout came from behind.

"Seventh Prince arrives!"

The White Clothes guest froze mid-step, slowly turning, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Before this, no Invitation Card had been sent to the Seventh Prince—yet he came uninvited?!

The scene fell into deathly silence.

Princess Qiyang's arrival had already been shocking enough—yet now even the Seventh Prince had come!

Know that the Seventh Prince is renowned alongside the Second Prince as a strong contender for the Crown Prince position.

In the future, he might even become the Holy One!

Rustle-rustle…

All guests rose to their feet, gazing at the Gate with profound reverence.

Some timid guests had already knelt down outright.

Moments later, the Seventh Prince stepped in, surrounded by the Imperial Guard.

At the same moment, a deafening roar erupted within the courtyard.

"Hail His Highness the Seventh Prince!"

Rustle-rustle…

One by one, the guests knelt, showing utmost piety and humility, daring not to raise their heads to gaze upon the Seventh Prince's true form.

The Seventh Prince stood with hands behind his back, gazing at the sea of kneeling guests, a benevolent smile appearing on his face.

"Today is my elder brother's Birthday Banquet; no need for such formalities—everyone, rise."

The scene erupted again in grateful cries.

"Thank Your Highness for ImperialGrace!"

The Seventh Prince then waved his hand, signaling the Imperial Guard to depart, and his gaze swept across, landing on Qin Feng.

Without the slightest hesitation, he strode directly toward him.

Before reaching the table, he was already beaming with warmth: "Lord Qin, you're here too? Excellent."

Qin Feng hurriedly rose, preparing to bow—but before he could raise his hands, the Seventh Prince embraced him in a bear hug.

This act instantly ignited the entire scene.

Every single guest, without exception, drew a sharp breath, stunned into silence.

Even Qin Feng was taken aback—he hadn't expected the Seventh Prince to disregard his status so directly.

Xie Yun'er and Princess Qiyang exchanged glances, their eyes equally startled.

Xie Yun'er could no longer suppress her astonishment and whispered urgently to Princess Qiyang.

"When did Qin Feng become so close to His Highness?"

"I recall the Seventh Prince has always kept to himself, avoiding all factions in the Imperial Court, and detests forming alliances."

"Why today is he acting so out of character?"

Unbeknownst to her, Princess Qiyang was equally baffled.

"How would I know? My Seventh Brother rarely leaves the palace—there's almost no chance for him to meet Qin Feng."

"Even when Qin Feng occasionally enters the palace, my Seventh Brother seizes private moments to meet him."

"Those rare encounters barely qualify as acquaintance—how could they be this close?"

Xie Yun'er and Princess Qiyang couldn't fathom it; the guests couldn't even dare to imagine it—only sheer shock remained.

"Heavens, Qin Feng and His Highness are this intimate?!"

"As one of the most powerful Princes, he should maintain his dignity—especially in public, he must avoid suspicion."

"Yet His Highness… publicly embraced Qin Feng like a bosom friend—this… this is utterly unbelievable."

"Who would've thought—Qin Feng's background is this terrifying!"

"Qin Feng not only has the support of the Beijing Army, but also his father, Minister of War Qin Tianhu, and numerous Officials of the Taolin Party."

"Now he's also aligned with His Highness—this… this status is unshakable."

"Who said Lord Qin would be purged? With all these factions backing him—who in Heaven and Earth could touch Qin Feng?!"

"No wonder Qin Feng isn't afraid of Princess Qiyang—now it makes sense!"

The Seventh Prince released his grip, patted Qin Feng's shoulder, his eyes brimming with appreciation.

"Lord Qin, I came uninvited—surely you don't mind?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng gave a wry smile: "Your Highness, you jest."

"Today is the Second Prince's Birthday Banquet—guests follow the host's lead; when would it be my place to give orders?"

"Even if you lent me a hundred courage, I would never dare steal the spotlight before His Highness the Second Prince."

Qin Feng's face was filled with reverence, but inside he couldn't help cursing.

This Seventh Prince seems honest and humble, but in truth, he's got plenty of schemes!

Li Qian never sent him an Invitation Card; he shouldn't have come at all, yet he feared being suspected of secretly colluding with Li Qian.

So he boldly showed up uninvited—and even brought this matter upon himself.

Just now, those words were clearly meant to hint at others.

It wasn't the Seventh Prince who insisted on coming—it was someone who invited him, and that someone was none other than Qin Feng!

Indeed, not a single Imperial Relative is any good!

Too bad he's still a Prince, and everyone's watching—Qin Feng smiled on the surface, but inside he swore.

The Seventh Prince sat down with a smile, naturally at Qin Feng's table.

Not only the guests present, but even the White Clothes guest couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Now, not only could no one isolate Qin Feng—this entire Civilian Household, Qin Feng's table was the most prestigious!

Just Imperial Clan Members filled two seats, plus the daughter of a Duke and a Ten Battalion Commander Marquis…

Good heavens, those so-called high officials in the Nei Yuan were now utterly insignificant…

The White Clothes guest could no longer sit still; he hurried into the Nei Yuan to report this to Li Qian.

According to the original plan, Li Qian was to appear only at Nightfall, so he could leave Qin Feng hanging all day and dampen his arrogance.

He wanted Qin Feng to understand that even if he was powerful, he was still a subject!

And as a Prince, he could manipulate him at will.

But upon hearing the Seventh Prince had arrived, Li Qian's expression changed instantly.

"Why did Li Yong come? Who allowed him to come?!"

Feeling the fury in Li Qian's tone, the White Clothes guest bowed his head low, his back growing cold.

"As soon as His Highness the Seventh Prince appeared, he embraced Qin Feng—their bond is extremely close."

"Moreover, from His Highness's words and actions, it seems he was invited by Qin Feng..."

"I suspect Qin Feng feared His Highness would make things difficult for him, so he prepared a backup plan, hoping the Seventh Prince would back him up."

Back him up?!

Hearing this, Li Qian's eyes filled with disappointment.

He never expected such naive words would come from the White Clothes guest's mouth.

Li Qian's mind grew restless, his tone sharper: "Nonsense! With Qin Feng's status today, why would he need to borrow someone else's power?"