After crossing, I was forced to hold on to my thighs and build a kingdom

On that day, the servants in the palace delivered the invitation of the third prince to the Dingbei Palace in the capital.

The young man sat in his study, holding the colorful gold-sprinkled paper in his hand. He frowned and sneered, "You came quickly enough!"

Chen Zhe, who was standing by, asked, "Sir, do you agree or not?"

"Of course I'll accept! If he's such a noble and powerful person, he dares to invite me, why shouldn't I dare to accept it?"

"This man, Shenyou, may appear to be a gentle and elegant person, but in reality he is a filthy person. He has secretly murdered countless innocent girls, yet he still pretends to be an otherworldly, exiled immortal. He has worn this false mask for so long that he has actually deceived himself and others into thinking he is truly the elegant gentleman admired by the world."

Su Cheng'an sneered, "In three days, it will be his enthronement ceremony. With his hypocritical character who only seeks fame and reputation, he will definitely not tear his face with me before then."

He turned to Chen Zhe, his eyes blazing, his tone firm, "Uncle Chen, just wait and see. Tomorrow he'll definitely make a big show of it, mobilizing a large force to let everyone in the capital know that as soon as the Prince of Dingbei returned to the capital, the Third Prince lowered his status and personally invited me to speak, pretending to have a deep friendship with me."

"He's doing this simply to lay the groundwork for the grand ceremony of enthronement three days from now. Then, he'll be able to brand me as heartless and unable to distinguish right from wrong, thereby achieving his ulterior motives."

Chen Zhe thought for a moment and asked, "Who will the Crown Prince bring with him tomorrow?"

"You and I will go together. Qingying and Qingxiao are already familiar faces, so let them follow as well."

Su Cheng'an pondered for a moment, then instructed, "Change Li Bao's appearance and take him along. This will allow him to get to know the future Crown Prince up close."

After the agreement, the Third Prince received a reply from Su Cheng'an in the afternoon. He first thanked the Third Prince for his concern for him, and then said that if it was convenient tomorrow, he would bring people to the mansion for a chat.

The Third Prince was naturally overjoyed, and immediately sent someone to deliver a reply, agreeing to wait for Su Cheng'an in the Prince's Mansion the next day.

The next day, Su Cheng'an brought Chen Zhe and others, wearing light robes and loose belts, into the gate of the Third Prince. In addition to the Third Prince, there was also a refined and elegant young man in moon-white clothes who came out to greet them.

Although the young man followed the third prince respectfully, his eyes immediately turned to Su Cheng'an.

Their eyes met and then quickly separated, but they both had a real understanding of each other in their hearts.

The Third Prince stepped forward, patted Su Cheng'an's shoulder affectionately, and said with a smile of emotion, "Yizhi, I've finally had you here! I still remember when we first met, we were just little kids, innocent and playful. I never thought that time would fly by, and in the blink of an eye, when we met again, you'd both grown into such high-spirited young men. Time really flies, like a fleeting moment, and it's gone forever!"

"After many years, I am honored to see your Highness's face today. You still have the same elegance as before, but now you are even more majestic and dignified. It is true that time cannot conceal your nobleness, and your elegance is even better than before!"

Su Cheng'an followed the third prince with a smile on his face and a full tone of praise.

The third prince Shenyou felt relieved and his smile widened after being praised.

"Yizhi, you're too kind. You've traveled all the way from Youyun City, and you must be exhausted. I'm hosting this banquet today, firstly to reminisce about our past, and secondly to welcome you home and show my appreciation."

The Third Prince waved his long sleeves and said, "Please come in."

"Your Highness, please go first."

Su Cheng'an politely gave way and followed the third prince into the hall.

The host and the guest sat down, and after the maid brought tea, they began to exchange pleasantries.

"Yizhi, let me introduce you. This is Zhao Huaiqing, the son of the Marquis of Jingchuan, and also the top scholar in the imperial examinations of our Great Jin Dynasty."

"Huai Qing, this is the prince of Dingbei. I'm sure you are familiar with his name."

Following his introduction, Su Cheng'an looked at Zhao Huaiqing, with just the right amount of surprise on his face.

"I've long heard that the son of Marquis Jingchuan is incredibly talented, his writing is exquisite, his brush strokes are graceful, and his calligraphy is truly exceptional. Seeing him today, I'm surprised he's still so young and handsome, with such outstanding demeanor. Such grace is truly enviable. Meeting him today is truly a blessing."

"With only a few literary talents, I don't deserve such lavish praise from the Crown Prince. Although Huai Qing is in the capital, the Crown Prince's name is well known. Today, I am fortunate to see him. He is truly a dragon among dragons and phoenixes. His movements are like the steps of a dragon and a tiger, and his aura is extraordinary. He is worthy of being a young general of the Great Jin Dynasty, a man of both civil and military talents, and a renowned figure. Huai Qing sincerely admires him."

Zhao Huaiqing stood up slightly and responded politely to Su Chengan.

"You two are both young talents, outstanding among men, and are truly a blessing to the Great Jin. Yizhi excels in martial arts, while Huaiqing excels in literature. One is good at literature, the other is good at martial arts, and they complement each other very well. In the future, if you two work together and make concerted efforts, you will surely ensure the eternal stability of the Great Jin and the peace and prosperity of the people!"

The third prince Shenyou tried to smooth things over. Su Cheng'an and Zhao Huaiqing looked at each other, but different thoughts emerged in their minds.

Su Cheng'an felt relieved that he had coaxed Ajin back to the northern border. Otherwise, with Zhao Huaiqing's ability, Ajin might have been coaxed away by him.

Zhao Huaiqing felt uncomfortable. Sister Jin refused to accept him, and finally chose this prince. She must really be attracted to him, right?

Otherwise, how could she marry the Prince of Dingbei without hesitation when she knew that the northern border and the capital would definitely become enemies in the future?

Thinking of himself being forced to move forward, Zhao Huaiqing felt annoyed. If this cousin of the third prince, who was famous for his noble character, was really as he seemed, then the identity of the crown prince today would not have fallen to him.

Just seeing that his father always kept his distance from him, he knew that the Third Prince must have some shameful personalities.

Unfortunately, the emperor is in a coma and the powerful ministers are in control of the government. Among the three adult princes, the third prince is the only option left.

The prince of the northern border is a man of great vision, wise and decisive, and is obviously superior to his cousin the third prince, who only knows how to sing and dance and pretend to be cultured.

Moreover, several generations of King Dingbei, father and son, have occupied the northern border for many years, resisting the attacks of the Di people and protecting the territory of the Great Jin.

The capital was in chaos because the old emperor fell ill and had no time to take care of the people on the border.

The Northwest Fuyun City was captured by the Rong people last year. Apart from reprimanding Chen Tianyao, the court has never made any practical comfort or plans for the Northwest Army.

If General Liu Zhongquan had not led the Northwestern Army to counterattack the Western Rong and recapture Fuyun City, the Great Jin would have lost a large area of ​​territory in the northwest.

Even so, these people are still only obsessed with the power in front of them and do not consider the lives of the people at all.

If this continues, the Great Jin will soon collapse.

Zhao Huaiqing looked at the Third Prince and the Prince of Dingbei who were interacting with each other and laughing happily, and only four words came to his mind: hypocritical.