As soon as Ming Huaili spoke, the noise in the room gradually subsided, and everyone watched the show.

All around him were either scrutinizing or mocking, but no one spoke up for Ming Huaijin.

Everyone in Beiyao knows that Prince Ping, Ming Huaijin, is just as unremarkable as his title suggests.

The six arts of a gentleman—rites, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics—are all things that make one indistinguishable from the crowd.

While it wasn't unwatchable, nothing about it was particularly outstanding.

Compared to the other princes, he was utterly insignificant.

Oh, it's not entirely unremarkable.

Ming Huaijin was a recognized handsome man in the capital, with a face so beautiful that even women would feel ashamed of their own appearance.

But it's no use for a grown man to be that good-looking.

As a result, he acquired a rather unpleasant nickname.

—"The Vase Prince".

Seems useless.

Ming Huaijin was already used to Ming Huaili's ridicule and had no intention of retaliating; he felt it was unnecessary.

Being quick-witted and outspoken will not bring any benefits and may even expose you.

He lowered his eyes, holding the little fox, and prepared to sit down. Anyway, his seat was in the far corner, not far from the entrance.

Ming Huaijin's forbearance only emboldened Ming Huaili, fueling his arrogance. "Seventh brother, you haven't hunted any good prey again. No wonder. That piece of rotten wood that almost drove General Shen away in a single archery lesson is truly beyond redemption."

Although the people around Ming Huaili also looked at Ming Huaijin with disdain, they didn't have the guts to openly criticize a prince.

Even though he was an unfavored prince.

But they are not people who are protected by their families and have no achievements of their own, so they can be bullied at will.

After all, Ming Huaijin's status is still there.

Gu Yao was awakened by the incessant barking of the dog, and he was extremely annoyed.

Which dog is disturbing his sleep?

He stretched in Ming Huaijin's arms, his clear blue eyes filled with ferocity, like a sleeping beast disturbed from its slumber, about to slay the villain who disturbed its peace.

Ming Huaili was startled by Gu Yao's gaze.

How could a fox have such terrifying eyes?

Where did this fox come from?!

In that instant, Gu Yao realized the situation was inappropriate. She quickly suppressed her fierce aura and killing intent, nestled quietly and obediently in Ming Huaijin's arms, and even spun around as if she were being affectionate with the person in front of her.

Ming Huaijin smiled, feeling a warmth in his heart.

He knew the little fox was upset because it had been woken up.

Although I don't know why I could so easily understand the little fox's thoughts, it's not a bad thing.

He reached out and gently stroked the little fox's back, calming its restless emotions.

After Gu Yao suppressed his murderous intent, Ming Huaili realized what was happening and was immediately filled with unspeakable rage.

I was actually scared by a beast!

What a shame!

Watching Ming Huaijin and Gu Yao interact intimately and obliviously, he felt even more uncomfortable.

They just have to make people unhappy.

He raised his chin, his eyes full of contempt. "Seventh Brother, you've finally caught your prey this year. You've never had one before. You didn't get this little beast from someone else, did you?"

Gu Yao couldn't help but give this dutiful cannon fodder brother a thumbs up.

In a sense, this guy was indeed telling the truth.

When Ming Huaijin heard the word "little beast," his eyes flickered, a hint of murderous intent flashing within them, but it quickly disappeared without a trace, and his hand movements remained unchanged.

The way he lowered his eyes and head made him seem even more submissive and easy to bully.

He looks like a pitiful little thing who won't fight back or talk back when insulted.

If Gu Yao hadn't been in his arms, he wouldn't have seen Ming Huaijin's ruthless expression.

Gu Yao stared wide-eyed in surprise, her innocent and beautiful eyes fixed on Ming Huaijin as if she had seen something interesting.

Good guy!

You little punk, you have two faces, huh?!

It seems that this Prince Ping is not as harmless as he appears on the surface.

Ming Huaijin's submissive attitude appeared pathetic to everyone present, and many people looked at him with disdain.

A legitimate son behaving like this is truly incapable of achieving anything great.

Ming Huaili was even more smug and wanted to continue to ridicule his seventh brother, but then he heard a loud shout from outside.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

He could only swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

No one paid any attention to Ming Huaijin anymore; everyone present bowed and knelt on the ground, shouting, "Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"

Emperor Ming Jingcheng of Beiyao was all smiles, but the woman standing beside him was not the Empress, but Consort Yun.

He was in a great mood, flirting with Consort Yun while waving his hand to signal everyone to get up.

"Everyone is safe."

Everyone stood up, and Ming Huaijin continued to stay in his corner, acting as if he were invisible.

On the contrary, Gu Yao looked at the person sitting at the head of the table with great interest.

Ming Jingcheng, meaning a bright future and a promising journey, is a name with excellent connotations.

Just like his name suggests, the first half of Emperor Beiyao's life was relatively smooth.

The eldest son of the legitimate wife was named crown prince at birth.

The name was personally given by the late emperor.

At that time, Beiyao had no internal or external troubles, and the crown prince worked diligently and smoothly became emperor.

The previous struggle for the throne could be described as having no suspense whatsoever.

Because the other princes were all dealt with by the late emperor himself.

The late emperor was the legitimate son, but lost his mother at a young age. His father, however, was a foolish man who favored his concubine over his wife, and almost passed the throne to that concubine's child.

Thanks to the late emperor's own efforts and the strong support of the prime minister, a veteran of three reigns, he ascended the throne after a fierce struggle.

The prime minister's granddaughter later became the empress of Beiyao.

Because he had suffered from the lack of distinction between legitimate and illegitimate sons, the late emperor placed great importance on the hierarchy between legitimate and illegitimate sons. If any legitimate son could prove himself, he would not allow any illegitimate son to ascend the throne.

Therefore, those princes born out of wedlock were given fiefdoms by the late emperor early on, and people were secretly sent to supervise them.

They were terrified that someone might threaten the position of the legitimate son.

But little did the emperor know that the eldest son he had personally placed on the throne was now doing the very thing he loathed most.

Would he be so angry that he would climb out of his coffin?

Those who are admitted through special admission programs are definitely different.

He's nowhere near as good as his father.

Thinking of this, Gu Yao couldn't help but look at the silent and forbearing man in front of him.

Despite being the legitimate son, he was trampled on and humiliated by an illegitimate son.

That's really tragic.

A few years ago, when the Empress Dowager was still alive, she could keep an eye on Ming Jingcheng and prevent him from being too harsh on his eldest son.

Since the Empress Dowager passed away five years ago, he has completely let himself go.

Ming Huaijin's face remained expressionless. He noticed the little fox staring at him, its emerald eyes reflecting his own image as if they could speak.

For some reason, Ming Huaijin saw worry for himself in those eyes.

It had been a long time since anyone had shown him that kind of expression.

His heart softened, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips, as if he had made peace with himself. He gently stroked the soft flesh of Gu Yao's stomach, his deep voice reassuring, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Gu Yao genuinely felt some pity for him.

She really is a beautiful, strong, and tragic character.

However, his affection is limited to the time when things are still undecided.

If he were to confirm that the man in front of him was the bastard who had stolen his demon core, he would teach him a lesson.

Now, let's just offer him some simple comfort.

He nestled his body against Ming Huaijin's palm, letting out a soft howl, as if trying to comfort and appease him.

Acting cute is shameful, but it works.

A corner of Ming Huaijin's heart suddenly softened, a bittersweet feeling, like being soaked in sparkling water. With a "bubbling" sound, a bubble rose, revealing a refreshing sweetness.

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