Chapter 444 The Proud Fifth Prince

The Mohe delegation stayed in the capital for more than half a month, and the fifth prince Murong Jun accompanied them almost the entire time, always serving them.

In the end, the terms agreed upon by the two countries were quite favorable to Dajing, especially the good horses and spices that Dajing was in short supply of, to which the Mohe promised to deliver large quantities.

This result made the emperor very happy. In the court, the emperor praised the fifth prince highly and praised him several times.

But the emperor forgot that all of this was actually due to the prince's early contributions.

The prince had already negotiated those terms with the Mohe, and all that was left was the final signing.

The Fifth Prince won the emperor's favor and accomplished such a great event that made him famous. Lately, he has been walking in a light-hearted manner, with his chin held high. Whenever he looks at people, his eyes and eyebrows are filled with an expression of smugness that he cannot hide.

Tonight's palace banquet is nominally a farewell party for the Mohe envoys, but in reality it is a celebration for the Fifth Prince.

During the banquet, the Fifth Prince was surrounded by people toasting him. He drank quite a bit, his cheeks flushed, his eyes were a little vague, and he looked like he was walking on clouds.

He glanced across the banquet with bleary eyes, and his gaze fell on the relatively deserted table of the prince.

The prince was sitting alone, sipping his wine slowly, his expression calm and almost indifferent.

The Fifth Prince curled his lips, revealing an undisguised sarcasm.

He picked up a full glass of wine and walked over with unsteady steps.

"Hey, Your Highness,"

The Fifth Prince's voice rose a few notches, with a strong hint of alcohol and deliberate intimacy: "Why are you sitting here alone?"

"Prince, why don't you go over and chat with the distinguished guests from Mohe?"

"You were in charge of this mission before, so you should have some friendship with them, right?"

The prince did not even raise his eyelids. His voice was calm and emotionless. He said, "Fifth brother, please be careful with your words. The Mohe are foreign envoys. I am only dealing with them on state affairs. How can we talk about 'friendship'?"

"Tsk!" The Fifth Prince sneered in dissatisfaction, as if he had been poured with cold water, and reeked of alcohol.

"Why are you pretending to be serious? That's not what I meant! Why are you nitpicking on my words?"

He moved closer and lowered his voice, but it was loud enough for people at nearby tables to hear, and his tone was full of provocation.

"Why? If you say a few more words to them, you're suspected of collaborating with the enemy and betraying your country? I think you lost your job, you're unhappy, you're bored, and you're looking for trouble here, right?"

The Crown Prince finally raised his eyes, his gaze calmly falling on the Fifth Prince's face, which was flamboyant due to alcohol and pride. There was no anger, no embarrassment. He just picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it steadily, and then spoke lightly.

"I am indeed quite free."

It was hard to tell whether there was joy or anger in these words, but they sounded like a soft thorn.

Upon hearing this, the Fifth Prince seemed to have received some great confirmation. The smile on his face instantly widened and he was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! Father insisted on giving me this task, and I really can't refuse! Will the Crown Prince hate me because of this?"

The corners of the prince's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a very faint, almost invisible arc, and his voice remained steady: "Fifth brother, you think too much."

"Hahaha! That's good! That's good!"

The Fifth Prince got the answer he wanted and was satisfied. He couldn't help laughing and patted the Crown Prince on the shoulder. Then he turned around staggeringly with his wine glass in hand and went back to the group of people who were flattering him.

What prince?

It's just a grasshopper in autumn, it won't be able to jump for a few more days!

The Fifth Prince was thinking happily in his heart and didn't notice at all that after he turned and left, a faint light thicker and darker than the night flashed across the depths of the Crown Prince's lowered eyes.

The gaze calmly followed his staggering back, like the abyss staring at its prey that was about to fall, so deep that it was heart-wrenching.

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At the palace banquet, the sounds of stringed instruments, graceful dancing and the aroma of wine dragged the banquet into a seemingly harmonious and decadent atmosphere.

Amid the clinking of glasses and the loud laughter, many people seemed not to notice the unpleasantness between the Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince.

The Crown Prince was sitting at the table, but out of the corner of his eye he keenly caught the figure of the Fifth Prince, who staggered away from the table, followed by a trusted eunuch, who seemed to be going to change his clothes.

He calmly lowered his eyes and drank the remaining wine in the glass. The cold liquid slid into his throat, but it couldn't suppress the chill that was surging in his heart.

The show is about to begin.

After tonight, he wants to see how his father can make his move in the face of such a terrible chess game!

The fifth prince was indeed very drunk.

The alcohol mixed with the sobering soup he drank earlier surged up all at once.

He just felt dizzy, everything in front of him was spinning and blurry, and his ears were buzzing.

"Go... go back, I can still drink..."

His tongue was tied and he mumbled incoherently. His steps were so unsteady as if he was walking on cotton. He had to rely on the eunuch beside him to support him by his arms as he walked out.

The eunuch lowered his head and looked submissive, and seemed to be agreeing with something, but his voice was as if separated by a layer of water and could not be heard clearly.

The fifth prince only felt that he was being supported and walked for a long time, and seemed to have entered an extremely quiet and dimly lit room. A unique fragrance that was almost imperceptible entered his nostrils.

The door closed softly behind him.

Almost at the same time, an indescribable heat suddenly surged up from deep within the body, like a wildfire!

The night breeze that had felt a little cool in the hall just now now felt like a heat wave blowing on my face.

"It's so hot... it's so hot..."

The Fifth Prince ripped at his collar in annoyance. His expensive brocade robe was roughly torn open, revealing his inner garment. "Stupid... stupid thing! What are you standing there for? Help... help me take it off!"

Someone came forward and quickly helped him untie his outer robe.

But after taking off the outer robe, the evil fire not only did not go out, but burned even more vigorously!

The fifth prince felt his entire body burning hot, his blood seemed to be boiling, and a primitive, uncontrollable impulse was running rampant in his body.

He roughly tore open the collar of his inner shirt, revealing most of his chest. The cold air touching his skin made him feel a little oddly comfortable.

At this moment, a sharp, terrified female voice suddenly exploded in my ears: "Ah! Who are you?! How dare you trespass... Ugh!"

The voice was high and piercing, like a needle piercing into the fifth prince's confused mind!

"Shut... shut up!" The Fifth Prince was upset by the noise, his head was splitting, and a nameless evil fire rushed to his head.

He growled angrily, and stumbled over in the direction of the voice. With his hot big hands that smelled strongly of alcohol and sweat, he covered the still screaming mouth with brutal force, regardless of the consequences!

"Mmm...Mmm!" The woman's struggle and fear were blocked in her throat, leaving only desperate whimpers.

The Fifth Prince actually had no idea what was happening. He just felt very hot and the noise was very loud.