Quick Wear: Lure the Cold-Hearted Buddhist Back Home

The old emperor slowly walked to the main seat and sat down. Everyone bowed together, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

The old emperor glanced around and naturally saw Fo Youqing and Yun Jue sitting firmly in their seats. A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He said gently, "Everyone, stand up and take your seats."

Everyone then responded with thanks, and stood up and sat down. Naturally, some people saw the two people who were sitting and not being polite, but no one dared to say anything.

"Prince Regent, is Little Eleven still obedient?"

The old emperor looked at Fo Youqing and asked with a smile. Fo Youqing cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. Little Eleven is doing well."

The old emperor nodded pretending to be pleased and looked at Yun Jue again.

"Little Eleven, serve the Regent well and be obedient."

Yun Jue felt nauseous in his heart, but his face looked a little timid. He glanced at Fo Youqing secretly, seemed extremely afraid, and hurriedly lowered his head and nodded hard.

"Yes, I will remember this."

The old emperor then looked away, his eyes full of disdain, and then looked with satisfaction at the third prince and the sixteenth prince on the other side. The seats of the two were second only to Fo Youqing, and they were obviously highly valued by the old emperor.

There were not too many rules in the royal banquet of Yun Kingdom. People frequently left their seats to toast others. The old emperor did not drink, and no minister dared to get close to the old emperor. No one came to Fo Youqing either, because Fo Youqing would not give face to anyone.

On the contrary, many people went to the Third Prince's place to toast and chat.

There were various performances in between, and many people enjoyed the singing and dancing beauties.

At this time, someone came up to Fo Youqing, holding a glass of wine in her slender hands, bowed slightly, and rang out in a clear voice, "Brother Qing, Wan'er toasts you a glass."

It was the woman he met at the palace gate. She looked at Fo Youqing shyly with a slightly red face.

Fo Youqing didn't even raise his head, but looked at Yun Jue intently. Yun Jue picked and chose the dishes on the table, and found that they were not as delicious as those in the palace.

Qiao Wanwan looked a little embarrassed, "Brother Qing..."

"Noisy!"

Fo Youqing said impatiently and glanced at Qiao Wanwan coldly. Qiao Wanwan was frightened by this look and loosened her hand, and the wine glass fell directly to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The jade cup shattered instantly, and the liquid splashed everywhere.

Fo Youqing hurriedly hugged Yun Jue and dodged to the side, while Qiao Wanwan was splashed with wine and stood there in a daze, still unable to react.

Fo Youqing nervously checked Yun Jue and was relieved to see that he was not splashed. He looked at Qiao Wanwan even colder.

Everyone attracted by the sound looked over and whispered. The old emperor also looked over, then immediately looked away. The third prince looked at this scene with an ambiguous expression, his lips slightly raised. In the crowd, there was another pair of eyes staring at Qiao Wanwan.

Qiao Wanwan finally came back to her senses. She no longer cared about trying to please Fo Youqing. With tears in her eyes, she ran away like a willow in the wind.

"What a disgrace! I shouldn't have brought her here."

Prime Minister Qiao Ruyu in the crowd looked at the scene angrily. It was totally outrageous that at the imperial banquet, they were wearing wet clothes and their bodies were disgraceful to look at.

The people around Qiao Ruyu fell silent, fearing that they would anger the Prime Minister.

Immediately, a eunuch came over and changed the table for Fo Youqing and Yun Jue and rearranged the dishes. Fo Youqing then took Yun Jue and sat down.

"The food doesn't suit your taste?"

Yun Jue nodded, "It's not as delicious as the one in the mansion. I want to go back now."

Just as Fo Youqing was about to take action, another person came to the table. It was Prime Minister Qiao Ruyu.

"My daughter has disturbed the regent's mood. I hope Your Majesty will not blame me. This old minister apologizes on Wan'er's behalf."

Qiao Ruyu lowered his posture, bowed to Fo Youqing, and then drank the wine in his hand.

Fo Youqing raised his eyes to glance at Qiao Ruyu and nodded slightly, as if accepting his apology. Qiao Ruyu breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Yun Jue again, and left.

Yun Jue glanced around and looked at one of the princes, who was the protagonist of the small world, the seventh prince Yun Li. At this moment, the seventh prince's life was not very good, and his mother was also not favored, but much better than the original owner. The original owner's mother was just a palace maid and suffered bullying and insults.

This seventh prince does have a good appearance. In fact, all the princes are good-looking. After all, the emperor chose beauties.

Yun Jue secretly looked at the male protagonist of the small world, Yun Li, but did not notice that the man next to him had already turned his face black, and was pinched on the chin. He was forced to turn his head and look at Fo Youqing, with confusion in Yun Jue's eyes.

"What are you looking at, Princess? You are so engrossed. Is it because I am not good looking?"

Yun Jue blinked, his face full of innocence, "My Lord, it hurts."

Fo Youqing suddenly let go of his hand and took a deep breath. Yun Jue looked at the man's reaction with amusement and leaned close to his ear.

"Your Majesty is the most beautiful."

Fo Youqing's ears turned red instantly. Yun Jue withdrew and looked at Fo Youqing cunningly. Fo Youqing's eyes were dark and dangerous. He suppressed the dark thoughts in his heart and only thought about returning to the mansion to teach this bold little prince a lesson.

The old emperor looked at the interaction between the two people with an ambiguous expression. This little Eleven actually had some skills and was able to seduce the cold regent.

After changing her clothes, Qiao Wanwan looked at the two people angrily. She had really embarrassed herself this time. It was all because of the Eleventh Prince, an unpopular prince, but the Regent paid so much attention to him.

If Yun Jue knew what Qiao Wanwan was thinking, he would definitely cry out for injustice. He didn't do anything. Wasn't it enough for him to just eat quietly?

Fo Youqing glanced in the direction of Yun Li. This seventh prince could not be killed. It would be troublesome.

He looked at Yun Jue who had already lowered his head. Was Yun Jue looking at Yun Li just now? But the two of them had no interaction before, so how could Yun Jue notice Yun Li?

Looking at Yun Jue poking at the dishes on the plate, picking and choosing but ultimately not eating anything, he sighed. His taste was so picky and delicate.

He stood up and picked up Yun Jue horizontally. Yun Jue almost screamed out in surprise. He subconsciously hugged Fo Youqing's neck and looked at Fo Youqing in confusion.

Fo Youqing pressed Yun Jue's head in his arms, and at this time, everyone noticed the movement here and looked over. The old emperor also looked at Fo Youqing.

"Your Majesty, the princess is not feeling well, so I will go back first."

After saying this, without caring about the old emperor’s reaction, he simply picked up Yun Jue and left the table.

Looking at the two people walking out of the hall, the old emperor instantly smashed the cup in his hand, his eyes angry and fierce. This regent was really lawless and did not take himself, the emperor, seriously at all.

Everyone lowered their heads, trying to reduce their presence, lamenting that the regent was no longer as powerful as before and that the emperor was almost being sidelined by the regent.

Upon seeing this, the third prince Yun Kun hurried forward to comfort his father, saying all kinds of nice things to him. After a short while, he had made the old emperor very happy, and he loved his son even more.