Chapter 93 Yan Jue's infamous reputation seems to have another hidden story.

Yan Jue was used to being indifferent to matters that didn't concern him. To him, this spring banquet was just a formality, and he didn't care about the marriages of those young ladies.

but……

Since it's the Crown Princess, who is also Xiao Jin's younger sister, who is in charge of hosting,

Yan Jue felt that he wouldn't mind making that woman a little tired.

Yan Jue agreed, "Your Majesty's idea is truly brilliant. In my humble opinion, Your Majesty should do it this way."

"Does the Regent truly believe this method is feasible?"

Yan Jue nodded: "Is Your Majesty worried about something?"

The Emperor was surprised that the philandering and amorous Regent Prince could actually understand his meaning at such a crucial moment. Thinking about it, he sighed.

"Yan Jue, do you know who the current Crown Prince is?"

Yan Jue's nonchalant expression vanished, replaced by a serious one. "Your Majesty, are they Crown Prince Su Ziyu and Crown Prince Su Xuanmao?"

The Emperor said, "Excellent, excellent, these are the two. Xuan'er only recently got married, so I don't need to worry about him..."

As they talked, the Emperor felt something was amiss. After all, Su Xuanmao's original wife had become... Yan Jue's princess consort due to an accident.

The Emperor decisively changed the subject, unaware that Yan Jue already knew the ruthless emperor's intentions. However, he didn't intend to expose him; instead, he crossed his legs and patiently waited for the Emperor to continue.

The Emperor coughed once: "This Ziyu is a pity. He was my first prince, born to the Empress, my principal wife. Unfortunately, he inherited the Empress's frail and sickly constitution. When I was choosing a crown prince, I originally intended to choose him, but who knew... the court officials all thought he didn't have a healthy body and wanted me to choose someone else, this..."

"It really saddened Ziyu, after all, this child doesn't like to talk because of her health condition."

Yan Jue pondered, "The eldest prince has been frail since childhood, yet the Emperor still intends to bestow a marriage upon him?"

"Of course, he is, after all, my eldest prince. I didn't see him get married first, but saw my second son get married first, which is already very unfair to him."

Yan Jue clicked his tongue in amazement. Didn't this old emperor ever think about how miserable the young lady who was betrothed to Su Ziyu was?

However, this was not his business. His listening demeanor pleased the emperor greatly.

"So I've been troubled by this: which young lady is a good match for Ziyu..."

The Emperor pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Regent, I think that since Ziyu is in poor health, he should be betrothed to a young lady from an ordinary family. After all, if the family is too well-off, the court may become unstable."

Yan Jue agreed: "Your Majesty's consideration is excellent."

The Emperor's eyes flickered slightly: "Does the Regent have any thoughts? If so, may he speak with me?"

Yan Jue was more than willing to give up and be a lazy bum, but this old emperor actually wanted him to speak and preach. Three words: Impossible!

"Your Majesty, I am but a humble subject and my words carry little weight. I am afraid I cannot offer you any good advice. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

The Emperor was taken aback, not expecting Yan Jue to refuse him. He could only wave his hand and say, "Alright, I don't blame you... By the way, how have you been getting along with Miss Shen lately? She's a clever, virtuous, and intelligent girl. Don't let her down!"

Upon mentioning Shen Pingjin, Yan Jue's expression changed from his usual frivolous demeanor. "Your Majesty, although I cannot guarantee that she will be my only wife for the rest of my life, as long as she is my princess consort, I will treat her with all my heart and will never let her down or the Shen family. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Hearing Yan Jue's assurance, the Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he felt a pang of regret. After all, this Miss Shen had the Shen family's backing. If Yan Jue was a womanizer and didn't treat the girl well, how could he appease Minister Shen's heart?

He still felt a little guilty. After all, there was solid evidence outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation that the wrong marriage was the fault of the two daughters of the Shen family. However, as an emperor, he did not want to damage the royal family's reputation, so he simply let the matter continue, making Shen Pingjin the target of public criticism in the capital.

"Your Highness, you must keep your word. After all, you know that Minister Shen Xiangzhi loves his daughter as much as his own life. If the eldest daughter of the Shen family comes to me crying and complaining, I will hold you accountable!"

When Yan Jue replied "Your humble servant obeys," his expression was unusually serious. The Emperor assumed he had genuinely heeded the advice and had no idea that Yan Jue truly wanted to be good to Shen Pingjin.

But right now, she's angry with him. Yan Jue has never liked anyone before and doesn't know how to coax a young girl.

This is really a headache, a real headache!

"Your Highness, the Spring Banquet is scheduled for February 27th. What do you think?"

Yan Jue thought for a moment and felt that this was indeed an auspicious day. "Your Majesty's words."

The Emperor nodded in satisfaction and waved for Yan Jue to leave. Just as Yan Jue was about to leave the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Emperor's voice came from behind him again—

"Yan Jue, have you ever hated me?"

Yan Jue paused.

He turned around, his usually nonchalant and carefree handsome face now filled with an unprecedented gloom: "Isn't this exactly what the Emperor wanted?"

The Emperor seemed surprised by Yan Jue's words. In an instant, a look of guilt appeared on the face of an emperor. "Yan Jue, you know that I had no choice."

Yan Jue did not answer directly: "Your Majesty, let bygones be bygones. Now I am the infamous regent in the capital, and Your Majesty is the wise ruler of Dongyue. This is good. I have no complaints, and Your Majesty need not feel ashamed of me. This is all of my own free will."

As Yan Jue was about to leave the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he finally turned around, his cold eyes, as cold as ice and snow, meeting the Emperor's gaze. "As long as Your Majesty does your duty, I will do the same as Your Majesty, always doing my job well and never overstepping my bounds."

"this……"

Yan Jue ignored the emperor's words and walked straight out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

He is always trustworthy, but he is also capable of breaking his word.

Yan Jue's eyes darkened. He glanced at Eunuch Shun, who was waiting beside him, and strode towards the carriage parked outside the palace.

The coachman had been waiting in the carriage for a long time. As soon as Yan Jue got on, he gave a shout and the horse galloped forward, leaving a trail of dust.

Eunuch Shun broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but as soon as he entered, a cup fell to the ground at his feet.

The cup and saucer shattered on the ground, startling Grandpa Shun, who quickly stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Getting angry often is not good for your health."