"You dance so wonderfully. Let me give you some reward!"
Lu Wuxian sat casually on an armchair, asking the palace attendants on both sides to pour wine into the wine glasses, and motioned to the attendants standing behind him to bring boxes containing various jewelry.
"Red suits you better, so I'll reward you with this hairpin!"
"Wow, thank you for the reward, Your Highness Wuxian."
Zhuyan's tone was filled with excitement. She touched Lu Wuxian's hand nonchalantly and took the hairpin. After admiring it for a while, she inserted it into her hair.
"This work is really exquisite and ingenious, His Highness Wu Xian is really discerning."
"It's beautiful! It suits you very well."
"Oh, Your Highness Wuxian, don't you want to see me dance?"
Yao'er glanced at Lu Wuxian from behind Zhuyan, and the princes and nobles chuckled.
"Yao'er and Zhuyan are still the same..."
"Hahaha...is Yao'er next?"
"Okay! Dance, dance!"
Before they had time to rest, Shui Xinyuan and others had to dance for Yao'er again.
After the performance, Zhuyan had some time to sit next to Lu Wuxian while Yao'er was dancing, constantly looking for topics to talk about in an attempt to divert his attention.
As a result, the rumors that Lu Fusu fell in love with Zhuyan or Yaoer at first sight during the last banquet disappeared before the truth could be determined, and no one has mentioned this topic recently.
Because neither of them was summoned by Lu Fusu in the end.
Only their bad friendship continues to deteriorate.
After Yao'er finished dancing, he pushed away the other palace servants and sat next to Lu Wuxian, occupying a separate position from Zhuyan.
"Hahaha... Yao'er's dance is also very exciting. Okay, I'll give you a reward too."
"Your Highness is so generous..."
"Hahaha! Zhuyan, I am different from my stingy big brother!"
Shui Xinyuan, who was about to retreat to the corner again, stopped instantly.
"Yeah! It's completely different. The last party was really boring."
"What? Did you dance?"
"Why don't we go with someone else? It's so stupid. The wine prepared for that kind of banquet is not enough for us to get drunk!"
Lu Wuxian puffed up his cheeks, which were stained red by drinking, and snorted coldly.
"Don't dress too extravagantly, don't drink too much wine, don't prepare too many dishes, hold it during the day to avoid wasting candles and lamp oil, don't give random rewards... That petty prince, he doesn't know how to use money at all!
"
Shui Xinyuan slowly stepped on the floor step by step and returned to the pillar.
"That stingy Highness is going to inherit the throne. What do you think, Your Highness Wuxian?"
A pale-skinned nobleman looked at Lu Wuxian with searching eyes from across the table.
"Yes! Your Highness Wuxian, it is not interesting at all for us to continue like this."
"My father also said that the prince has too much control over government affairs. He should assign some work to his brothers instead of doing it himself. He must adopt a more prudent attitude, otherwise he will not be able to become emperor..."
The other nobles also chuckled and spoke quietly to Lu Wuxian.
The court ladies who heard those words also started to commotion.
"Indeed, if His Highness the Crown Prince becomes emperor, our chances of being on stage will only become less and less..."
"Hey, will His Highness Wuxian become the emperor?"
"So, I heard that His Majesty, who is ill, is still a little hesitant about the candidate to succeed..."
Lu Wuxian suddenly put down his wine glass and laughed.
"Hahaha... Why, do you all think it would be better for me to be the emperor?"
Hearing that loud and arrogant voice, the hall fell silent for an instant.
Zhuyan and Yaoer replied at the same time: "Of course!"
"You must become the emperor, Your Highness Wuxian."
The two women exchanged sharp glances with each other. Lu Wuxian, who was caught in the middle, smiled and looked around at the princes and nobles present.
"Of course you think so too, right?"
"...of course!"
"Have you made up your mind? Your Highness!"
"Idiot, what are you asking now? I have always planned to succeed to the throne!"
Lu Wuxian pouted in displeasure, let out a cold snort, and finished the glass of wine.
"That stingy guy has already regarded himself as the emperor and interferes everywhere. But he can only be busy now. No matter what, the throne will be mine!"
"That's right, Your Highness Wuxian."
"One day His Highness Wuxian ascends to the throne of God. Don't forget us then. We will definitely overcome all obstacles for His Highness!"
"Hahaha... Okay! Okay! Okay!... Come! Sing! Dance! We won't go home until we get drunk tonight! Whose turn is it next?"
The music started playing again, and the court ladies began to sing.
Shui Xinyuan hid behind the pillar, covering his mouth with his hands and eyes wide open.
She held her breath and suppressed her trembling.
don't want……
I don't want it, I don't want it.
I just want to walk out right now and leave this place.
No matter what Lu Wuxian says, he must remain silent and never make a sound... Shui Xinyuan now understands the reason why Lu Fusu explained this.
...They are obviously brothers.
He obviously has such a gentle brother.
Lu Wuxian only regarded Lu Fusu as a boring person who cared about money.
Wrong, he was wrong...
It's because Lu Fusu understands that beyond the gorgeous palace and the bustling capital, there is also a cruel reality...
He had walked through it with his own feet, seen it with his own eyes, and confirmed it.
It is precisely because he understands that he knows how to save and does not like to spend money on banquets only for the enjoyment of noble officials.
The body couldn't stop shaking.
Shui Xinyuan didn't even notice that it was because of anger.
Obviously don't know anything...
I obviously don’t understand anything about His Highness Lu Fusu...
This pair of brothers had barely lived together...the younger brother only regarded his elder brother as a stumbling block for him to become the emperor.
However, Lu Fusu knew this.
He knew what his brother thought of him and how he would slander him, so he gave Shui Xinyuan that advice.
However, even if he was disappointed with Lu Wuxian's attitude, Shui Xinyuan would never say anything more... No matter what the reason was, if a little palace concubine spoke rudely to the prince, she might lose her life.
His Highness Lu Fusu...
The anger turned into sadness of equal intensity.
So many princes and nobles were present, but not one of them refuted.
Even Zhuyan and Yaoer, who originally claimed that they were favored by the prince, were now hugging Lu Wuxian's thigh.
No one agrees with Lu Fusu, what a sad thing.
But……
I don't know anything either.
He also told him a lot of things: "If you talk about it, Your Highness Wuxian will understand what an amazing brother His Highness Fusu is."
I...failed to understand His Highness Fusu's loneliness...
Shui Xinyuan now just wants to go and apologize immediately. She just wants to leave this place as soon as possible and tell him that she hopes he can become the emperor.
Otherwise, she might vent her anger at this moment...