Prime Minister Zhao was looked down upon by Bei Yeying, and the anger in his heart rose to another level. No one was seen getting out of the gorgeous carriage, so he had a plan in his mind.
"May I ask King Anqing, who is on the carriage?"
"My noble man," Bei Yeying snorted in his heart. If he wants to make a fuss out of this, he will definitely 'entertain' you, Prime Minister Zhao!
"I have been waiting here for a long time, but King Anqing's people ignored me. Is it possible that I am so dismissive of my identity?"
"Prime Minister Zhao is overly concerned. Prime Minister Zhao is inferior to ten thousand people and has a noble status. How can he be dismissive?" Bei Yeying said with a smile, not mentioning a word about the people on the horse and passing by lightly.
"King Anqing is so complimentary. I really want to meet the noble person that King Anqing calls you. Is it possible?"
"Prime Minister Zhao wants to see more opportunities in the future, why be in a hurry?"
"The truth is that I am really curious. Can King Anqing explain the truth about the curiosity?" Prime Minister Zhao's tone was a bit tougher.
"What if I say no?" Bei Yeying's eyes flashed with a cold light.
Mo Yang could clearly hear the turbulent undercurrent between the two of them in the carriage. She didn't want to embarrass Bei Yeying, so she got off the carriage.
Prime Minister Zhao was startled. What a handsome and elegant young man, he was not inferior to Prince Anqing at all. They were both the best among men. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel jealous of the two of them.
When Bei Yeying saw Mo Yang get off the carriage, he immediately got off the horse and walked to Mo Yang's side, the caring look in his eyes clearly revealed.
Prime Minister Zhao smiled and said: "He is worthy of being a nobleman of King Anqing. He is even more arrogant than King Anqing. People who don't know about it would think that this young master is King Anqing." But he was so angry that he asked Bei Yeying to dismount.
To no avail, Bei Yeying actually dismounted for this man. This was a naked contempt for him!
When Bei Yeying heard this, he dared to sow discord. He was angry and said without changing his face: "Fortunately, Prime Minister Zhao is an insider."
Prime Minister Zhao smiled hypocritically: "Haha, I wonder who this young master is?"
Mo Yang said calmly: "I'm here, Mo Yang."
When Prime Minister Zhao heard it, he realized that the voice was as cold as this man's. It was really nice to hear, but the nicer it sounded, the more jealous he became. "It's because I am ignorant. I have never heard of the young master's name. I don't know that the young master is in the north."
What official position does he hold in Ye Kingdom?"
This was said with a certain degree of advance and retreat, a mixture of praise and understatement, and it was very tactful.