2103 Up to Shenanigans

For real? The second prince was shocked by what the third prince said.

Seeing that his brothers were doubting his words, the third prince quickly filled them in.

"Old Fourth seems to be on pretty good terms with the crown prince of the Divine Province."

Rong Li mulled over this information before saying, "I have heard of the crown prince of the Divine Province. It is said that he grew up elsewhere. Could he also be returning to the Divine Province soon?"

"This I do not know."

Rong Li couldn't help but laugh coldly, and his face turned frosty when he turned around. It looked like this Fourth Brother of his truly wasn't simple.

The second prince halted before saying, "Hey, how about we bring along that painting and go see Imperial Father?"

Rong Li's eyes glinted, and he revealed an awkward expression without batting an eyelid. "Wouldn't that not be too good?"

"Hey, we aren't going in order to make this difficult for him! Are we not doing this for his benefit? Perhaps Imperial Father will merrily decide on our good fourth brother's behalf. So what if she is the future crown prince consort of the Divine Province? She isn't yet at the moment!"

Rong Li's eyes flashed.

In reality, he had long wanted to expose this matter to Imperial Father, but he was lacking the right opportunity.

Since the third prince was happy to spearhead it, he naturally would not dissuade against it. In fact, he had to properly thank him for this magnanimous act.

Hurry up and go!

If Imperial Father knew he had such a cowardly son, he would definitely be "extremely happy!"

Meanwhile, Duan Yue got taken aback by the carriages welcoming him just as he stepped out of the imperial ancestral temple.

The subjects who had come to worship the demon emperor's bloodline couldn't help but fall in a trance as they looked at that handsome figure standing at the entrance to the imperial ancestral temple.

They couldn't pinpoint what had changed about him, but they felt that he was vastly different from the Chen Prince of half a month ago.

His aura had changed.

Or was it that the sharp glint concealed in the depths of his eyes had changed?

His Highness right now looked especially reserved, like a sheathed treasured sword that could give one a fatal strike at any moment.

"This old official Wu Yong greets Your Highness the Chen Prince."

"There is no need for the formalities," Duan Yue responded coldly.

Wu Yong, the Minister of the Left, looked up, but he immediately hung his head again, afraid to look straight at those beautiful eyes glowing a faint purple.

Those eyes were as chilly as icy snow. The faint purple glow was also terrifying, almost like it was going to suck him inside!

The Minister of the Left had seen his fair share of bigwigs, but he blanked out with a shudder after glancing at Duan Yue.

A tall young man walked out next to him and said with a chuckle, "We officials have come on the emperor's orders to welcome Your Highness the Chen Prince out of closed-door cultivation! Will Your Highness please board the carriage for us to escort you back to the palace."

"Uh, Your Highness, your forehead?"

At this moment, a faint purple seal that looked like three flower petals appeared for an instant before vanishing from Duan Yue's pristine forehead.

Wu Yong nearly got scared to death by this young man. He glared at him and quickly pulled the latter behind him. He cupped his hands toward Duan Yue and said, "After you, Your Highness."

Duan Yue nodded apathetically and turned to board the carriage.

An attendant lowered the layers of sheer curtains for him, and the carriage started moving. Duan Yue propped his forehead with his hand in fatigue.

"Wu." A small fox suddenly burrowed its way out from his clothes.