The Second Prince, who had been secretly watching the Southern Migration Month, finally made up his mind.
He had almost misunderstood her just now, and in order to make up for the misunderstanding, he took advantage of the palace banquet to ask his father, the emperor, to grant him a marriage.
Once the imperial decree of marriage is issued, her move to the south will belong to him, and those who covet her can only watch longingly, filled with envy and jealousy.
"Father! Your son—" He stood up, but didn't say anything.
"Ze'er," Consort Xian interrupted him with a charming smile, her smiling eyes full of reminder, "Ze'er, are you here to celebrate your father's birthday?"
The Second Prince Qin Weize's eyes flickered. He didn't understand why his mother was stopping him. Did his mother not want the Prime Minister of the South to stand on his side?
How could the old emperor not know what he was trying to say? But he pretended to be confused and said, "Weize is very thoughtful."
This can be considered both a reminder and a warning.
Hmph, he's not even dead yet, and they're all already rushing to seize power.
The second prince felt as if a stone had been forced into his chest, causing him great discomfort. Suppressing his resentment, he bowed deeply and said, "Your subject respectfully wishes Your Majesty abundant blessings, joy year after year, eternal peace and prosperity, and longevity that commands the respect of Heaven and Earth."
The old emperor nodded. "Well said, reward me."
"Your subject thanks Your Majesty." The Second Prince reluctantly sat down, his longing gaze occasionally glancing towards Nan Qianyue.
With the second prince leading the way, the other princes, princesses, ministers, and even people from other countries began to offer their congratulations.
The old emperor, surrounded by admirers, smiled broadly. "I've heard that all the countries have brought their warriors this time. How about we have them compete against my Dongling warriors in the arena tomorrow?"
Dongling established its nation through military might, and in its area of expertise, it will undoubtedly crush other nations once again to demonstrate its authority.
All countries should naturally do their best to strive for a top ranking when the time comes.
The old emperor then affectionately held Empress Dowager Wei's wrist, saying, "When you were young, Mother, you loved playing polo. Why don't we let those young men keep you company tomorrow?"
Empress Dowager Wei's eyes lit up; she was genuinely starting to look forward to it. "Great! I remember that Fifth Prince also likes to play polo."
"This girl is a playful one."
The old emperor and Empress Dowager Wei looked at the fifth princess with fond smiles, and the fifth princess lowered her head shyly.
The eldest princess nearly pinched her fingertip raw. She used to be a playful girl, but her grandmother and father only remembered the fifth prince.
Unfortunately, her mother was bedridden and no one could help her, so she had to fight alone.
The palace banquet, which ended with some mishaps, came to an end.
Ignoring the various scrutinizing gazes, Nan Qianyue smiled as she faced those who came to praise her talent. Fortunately, most of the praise was given in front of Nan Xiang, so she just listened and let Nan Xiang do the polite words.
"Hmph, what's so great about them! Just you wait and see!" Song Suihuan said ruthlessly as she passed by Nanqianyue.
Nanqianyue casually remarked, "I wish you and Prince Han a long and happy marriage."
Song Suihuan nearly tripped and was about to turn around and start cursing when Madam Song forcibly pulled her away, saying, "Alright, alright, think about how to explain this to your father when you get back."
At this moment, King Anjeong walked over, and the ministers who had been vying to speak with the Prime Minister of the South automatically withdrew.
When the Prime Minister saw that King Anjeong's expression changed in an instant, the downward curve of his lips became even more pronounced.
However, Prince Anzheng merely passed by without saying a word or even glancing at Nan Qianyue. He simply slowed his pace as he passed by, and a gust of wind blew, lifting his robes and making his profile appear even more handsome and captivating.
Not far away, the eldest princess curled her lips into a smug smile. Had the Southern Migration Princess finally fallen out of favor?
He finally came to his senses; Nanqianyue was no match for him.
"Nan Nan!" Xiao Chen strode over through the crowd.
The Prime Minister's wife frowned. "I urge Crown Prince Xiao to be mindful of his titles, lest anyone misunderstand."
The single word "again" is enough to prove that the Prime Minister's wife was dissatisfied with what Xiao Chen said at the birthday banquet.
“Mother, he…” Nan Qianyue wanted to say a few words to defend him.
But she couldn't suppress the glare from the Prime Minister's wife.
Nan Qianyue swallowed hard. For some reason, she was afraid of no one but the Prime Minister's wife. Strange, she wasn't even her own mother.
Xiao Chen's smile froze for a moment before returning to normal. "It was my rudeness. I have something I'd like to say to her. I wonder if the Prime Minister's wife would be so kind as to grant me this request?"
The Prime Minister's wife said indifferently, "This humble woman is unworthy of being called a junior to Crown Prince Xiao. It is getting late, so this humble woman will take her daughter back to the mansion."
After saying that, she turned and left with Nan Qianyue without looking back.
Nan Xiang and his two other children followed obediently behind.
"Sigh." A soft sigh rang in Xiao Chen's ears.
He glanced sideways and saw the First Prince of Xiqiu looking at the Prime Minister's family with great regret and sympathy. "So it turns out that Crown Prince Xiao's love is unrequited. I thought the Poet Immortal and you were kindred spirits."
After saying that, he shook his head and left without even looking at Xiao Chen's expression.
"My lord, should we teach him a lesson?" Ye Jian suddenly appeared, a cold glint flashing across his poker face.
Xiao Chen glanced at him, "Where the hell were you just now?"
Ye Jian said very seriously, "They took my sword before they allowed me to go in. I was worried about the sword, so I went with it."
Xiao Chen: "..." He's not even as good as a sword.
Inside the Prime Minister's residence, a family of five squeezed into one carriage, while the other carriage remained empty.
Nan Xiang said excitedly, "Qian Yue, good child, your amazing talent makes your father both ashamed and proud. You two must learn from your eldest sister. So many people dream of learning from your eldest sister but never get the chance. You must cherish this opportunity."
Nan Yichu and Nan Kezhi nodded obediently, "Father, don't worry, we admire our eldest sister very much and will definitely learn more from her."
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