Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

It only takes about ten days to travel from the capital to Jingchu.

Prince Yao knew that Prince Duan was coming, and he curled his lips in a mocking manner. Prince Duan, this little bastard, dared to covet his things when he was away. This time, he must be taught a good lesson!

As summer approaches, the air in Jingchu is even hotter and humider than in the capital. The slightest movement will make you sweat.

Prince Yao had someone put an ice bucket in the room early in the morning. He hugged a group of naked singing girls and played with them. Their skins touched each other, and he no longer felt hot.

A respectful voice came from outside the door: "My Lord, Prince Duan is about to arrive in Jingchu. Do you want to send someone out of the city to welcome him?"

The singer in the room immediately fell silent and dared not say a word.

Prince Yao sneered, "Welcome him? Bah, he is not worthy! Go, tell someone to close the city gates!"

"......yes!"

The footsteps outside the door faded away. Prince Yao hugged the singer closest to him and grabbed her body: "Sing for me!"

"Yes~"

Now that he's out of the capital, no one will be watching over him anymore, so he must live happily ever after!

The city gates of Jingchu were closed more than an hour earlier than usual.

When Prince Duan and his entourage arrived, they were turned away.

No matter how his guards shouted or knocked on the door, no one responded. There was clearly someone on the city wall, but no one uttered a word.

The guards had no choice but to bite the bullet and report to Prince Duan: "Your Majesty, the city gate is closed for some reason, and we can't open it."

After a long while, there was a “hmm” sound in the car.

Prince Duan lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the tall and tightly closed city gate. His heart, which had been cold and indifferent for a moment, became even more indifferent. How could he not understand that this was a show of power from his royal brother?

He couldn't help but reach out his hand again and touch the porcelain bottle in his purse... Well, let him be arrogant for another day.

"Rest right here."

Prince Duan and his entourage spent the entire night at the city gate before the gate to Jingchu was finally opened.

The butler of Prince Yao's mansion came out late and said, "Aiya, I am here to pay my respects to Your Majesty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. It was because a thief appeared in the city yesterday that we had to close the city gates. Please don't blame me, Your Majesty!"

Prince Duan smiled slightly, and his beautiful face was slightly haggard, but he still did not show any anger: "It's okay, the place under my brother's rule will naturally not tolerate the arrogance of evil thieves, I understand."

The housekeeper of Prince Yao's mansion did not dare to say anything more, and hurriedly led the way: "Please come in, Your Majesty. Our Prince Yao has already prepared a banquet in the mansion, and is just waiting to welcome you."

Hearing the butler talking about Prince Yao, Prince Duan's tone became more respectful: "I haven't seen my brother for a long time, and I really miss him."

The carriage traveled for another half an hour before finally arriving at Prince Yao's mansion.

The butler reached out and helped Prince Duan get off the carriage, then welcomed him into the gate and led him to the main hall. He then slowed down his pace and stopped at the door: "Prince Duan, please~"

As Prince Duan had just stepped over the threshold, a sharp whip came straight at his face. He was haggard all night and had no time to dodge. He barely turned his head away, but the whip still left a red mark on his neck, and blood immediately seeped out.

He reached out and touched the blood on his neck, then looked up and saw his eldest brother, Prince Yao, slowly retracting the whip in his hand.

The two looked at each other, and Prince Yao's eyes were still filled with anger: "How dare you come here?"

Prince Duan lowered his head and said slowly, "Why is my brother so angry? My mother really misses you, so I came to see you on her behalf. But am I bothering my brother?"

Prince Yao had spent the night in a carefree state, and his haggard face was no better than that of Prince Duan. This haggard look made his anger even more direct and fierce. He swung the whip he had just put away again: "You are still pretending!"

The whip hit Prince Duan on the head.

Prince Duan did not dodge, but knelt down, prostrating himself on the ground and said respectfully: "Even if my royal brother is angry, you must take care of your body. If whipping you can make you happy, I, as your younger brother, am willing to take it."

"Hmph, this is what you wanted! I will grant your wish now!" Prince Yao didn't care about anything and picked up the whip to whip Prince Duan again.

The clothes on Prince Duan's back were torn to pieces, and there were traces of blood on the whip. Prince Yao finally calmed down a little, threw down the whip, turned around and sat down, looking at Prince Duan coldly, without asking him to get up.

Prince Yao finally started talking about business: "How do you explain the Jiang family's affairs?"

Prince Duan was innocent: "The reason why Shangshu Jiang's family was confiscated was because his wife offended Shen Xiyue and burned Shen Xiyue's shop. Lord Shen happened to be there and stood up for Shen Xiyue... As for the replacement of the consort Chen Yi, that was my father's idea."

"Don't you think he is not loyal enough, so you set the fire on purpose to force him to surrender to you completely?" Prince Yao's face darkened. He still had aides around him and people in the capital, so he would naturally not just listen to Prince Duan's one-sided words.

"Brother, I swear to heaven, I have no such intention."

Prince Duan immediately denied it and said earnestly, "My mother taught me since I was a child that I should always put you first. You are the eldest son of the emperor, the most beloved and outstanding son of the emperor. No matter what, I will never have any other thoughts about my brother!"

"Hmph! Good at speaking and arguing!" It was very difficult for Prince Yao to change his mind once he had made up his mind, but Prince Duan's respect and support did make him vent some of his anger.

After all, she had been following him around since childhood, so after he vented his anger, he felt that the matter was mostly over: "Well, no matter what happened in the past, now that you have changed your mind, I will not hold it against you too much. Remember, this will not happen again."

After a pause, he continued, "There is a banquet prepared at the back. We have been traveling for many days, so let's go and have a meal first."

"Yes." Prince Duan responded obediently, then staggered to his feet and followed Prince Yao to the backyard.

The banquet was held in the flower hall where Prince Yao had enjoyed himself yesterday, and the dishes on the table were still steaming.

Although all the dishes were from Jingchu, the amount of chili in each dish was reduced, perhaps because of Prince Duan's taste.

Prince Duan sat on the left side of Prince Yao. A beautiful maid came up to him and filled his glass with wine. The wine was rich and fragrant, and it was known to be aged wine. Without saying anything, he raised the wine glass and toasted Prince Yao: "Royal brother, I toast you a glass. Drink it first."

The liquor went down his throat and he drank it all in one gulp.

Prince Yao snorted coldly, and was extremely satisfied with Prince Duan's gesture of seeking peace.

The wine glass in Prince Duan's hand was filled again, and he drank it all again. He drank three glasses in a row. There was a layer of mist in his eyes, as if he was a little drunk.

He looked at the maids in the room and waved his hand: "Everyone get out, I want to talk to my brother from the bottom of my heart!"

The maids in the room did not move. Prince Duan filled his glass with wine again and looked at Prince Yao with sad eyes, as if with a bit of pleading.

Prince Yao raised his hand, and the maids in the room dared not say a word and immediately left the flower hall like a tide.

A faint smile appeared on Prince Duan's lips. He was determined to send these maids away.

Prince Yao looked at him, half drunk, and said impatiently, "What do you want to tell me?"

Prince Duan said nothing, but raised his hand and drank another cup.

He looked at Prince Yao's face, feeling a little dazed, as if he saw the Bodhisattva that night again.

The Bodhisattva said that it was the evil spirit that took away his luck. If he could take it back, his merit would be fulfilled; if he could not take it back, his generations would continue to experience this disaster.

He slowly touched the wine jug with one hand and quickly reached into his pouch with the other hand, touching the contents of the porcelain bottle with his fingers. He then reached out to take Prince Yao's wine glass, tilted the jug, and filled the glass for him.

Prince Duan handed the cup of wine with added ingredients to Prince Yao, stared into his eyes, and said word by word:

"Brother Emperor, I will fully support you in ascending the throne!"