The Second Prince was shocked when he found out that the owner of the restaurant was the crown prince of a fallen country. Xia Miaoyuan also began to worry.
[That guy Liang Chaozong has arrived in the capital. He will definitely start various actions to restore the country.]
[What should I do? I need to inform Daddy as soon as possible!]
At this time, Liang Chaozong had finished his speech and the guests began to applaud.
In a blink of an eye, Liang Chaozong had walked off the stage, and six graceful dancers began to dance.
Just as the brother and sister were thinking hard, suddenly, a familiar male voice came.
"Is there really no private room on the third floor?"
The waiter replied respectfully, "It's really gone. How could I lie to you? The private room on the second floor is the same. I'll take you there."
The second prince looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who spoke was actually Dongfang Lingyun.
"East!"
As soon as he saw Dongfang Lingyun, the Second Prince seemed to forget his worries in an instant, and stood up to greet him.
He patted Dongfang's shoulder affectionately and said, "What are you busy with, kid? I sent you a post but you ignored me."
Dongfang Lingyun frowned and looked at him, then said coldly, "Give me two."
Before he could utter the word "Prince", he suddenly remembered that he was outside the palace and quickly changed his words, "Second Young Master is well."
After saying hello, he deliberately turned around and pretended to leave.
"Dongfang, what's wrong with you? Did I offend you?" The second prince was puzzled and grabbed Dongfang's sleeve.
Dongfang's personal servant winked at the Second Prince and whispered, "My young master has been like this for quite some time. Please try to persuade him."
[Ahhh! Oh heaven! Oh earth! There is actually someone more handsome than the prince!]
Xia Miaoyuan was so shocked by Dongfang Lingyun's appearance that she stood there in a daze.
[Dongfang? Let me think, who is this? He's my brother's friend. Could it be Dongfang Lingyun, the most handsome man in Daxia?!]
[Oh, what a pity! Although he is a handsome man from Daxia, he is a beauty with a tragic fate in the book. Tsk tsk tsk…]
The Second Prince: Does the beauty with a tragic fate mean that I won’t live long?
The Second Prince pulled Dongfang back with force and said with a grin, "Come, let's have a drink today."
After saying that, he asked the waiter to change him to a larger private room.
Dongfang sat opposite the Second Prince with his head down, as if he was sulking and refused to speak.
The Second Prince thought it was the last time he had asked Dongfang to pretend to be a down-and-out scholar to cooperate with his acting. He blamed himself, so he poured Dongfang a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Dongfang, after not seeing you for a few months, don't you miss me?"
Dongfang snorted coldly and said calmly, "I'm busy at work all day, so how can I have time to think about you?"
The second prince then remembered that because of their contribution in capturing Wei Jianzhong last time, Dongfang was appointed as the Censor of the Inspectorate by Emperor Mingxi.
"Now that you have an official position, your grandfather and your father must be very happy, right? They will no longer say that you are wasting your time on trivial matters." The second prince raised his eyebrows.
Dongfang glanced at him sideways angrily and said, "Well, the whole family is very happy, only I am unhappy."
"Huh?" The Second Prince's eyes widened. "You've been ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder lately. Is that why?!"
Dongfang simply turned his head away and didn't look at the second prince.
The second prince scratched his head in confusion. He really couldn't understand why some people would be unhappy after becoming an official?
Dongfang's personal servant whispered in the Second Prince's ear, "Ever since my young master became an official, he has been sullen all day long, and he even cries in his room from time to time."
Xia Miaoyuan sat on a chair, leisurely grabbed a piece of Eight Treasures Cake and took a bite, thinking to himself: [Because he can't get up from bed for the morning court!]
Huh? It's because I can't get out of bed!
The second prince suddenly covered his mouth, and the corners of his mouth trembled as he tried to hold back his laughter.
"I'm sorry." The second prince suppressed his laughter for a long time and finally said something.
Dongfang glanced at him, his eyes reddened, and he said aggrievedly, "You liar! Didn't you say that if I helped you complete the task, the emperor would reward you, but instead he gave me an official position."
The Second Prince whispered, "Official position is also a reward."
"Wuwuwu..." Dongfang actually started crying: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have helped you."
"Do you know how difficult it is to be an official?"
"I have to get up at three in the morning every day, and after attending the morning court, I have to go to the Inspectorate to be on duty."
"The Inspectorate is full of old men with big beards. I'm the only young man."
Dongfang spoke while wiping away tears.
"There's endless documents to write from morning till night! And then there's the meetings with the old men, and the scolding..."
"Wow... I just want to be a suave, singing, drinking oriental gentleman! I don't want to go to work!"
I feel so sorry for Mr. Dongfang. He was living a carefree, pampered life, but one day, he was suddenly given an official position and forced to start working from nine to five, no, from three to five, and enter the treacherous workplace. I wouldn't want to do that either.
Xia Miaoyuan felt empathy when she saw Dongfang crying.
The second prince had a dark face: Sister, are you as useless as Dongfang?
The Second Prince suppressed his lips desperately and took out a handkerchief to wipe Dongfang's tears: "Dongfang, you see, although attending court and being on duty every day is very hard, it has a future."
"Think about it, what you do in the Inspectorate is very meaningful. Your entire life has become meaningful in the Inspectorate. Entering the imperial court is the dream of many a good man in Daxia."
[That's enough, second brother! I never realized you were so good at making empty promises!]
"Puff!" Xia Miaoyuan sprayed the Eight Treasures Cake in his mouth all over himself.
Dongfang Lingyun wiped his tears, punched the Second Prince a few times, and said, "Who said being an official is my dream? My dream is to be the most handsome man, to be the Young Master of the East, to be the God of Song of Great Xia! Wuwuwu..."
Xia Miaoyuan slapped his head: [Yes, in the book, he is the Great Xia God of Song.]
Xia Miaoyuan recalled that in the book, Dongfang Lingyun was an extremely narcissistic young man from a wealthy family. Relying on his handsome looks and nice voice, he often participated in various singing competitions, poetry gatherings, and tea parties.
He has been active in the social circles of young men and women from aristocratic families for a long time, and at a young age he was hailed as the singing god and the most handsome man in the world.
[Alas, beauty is often short-lived. Young Master Dongfang's fate in his previous life was truly tragic.]
After Grand Tutor Jiang attempted to usurp the throne, he conferred the title of Grand Princess on his sister, the Empress Dowager.
[Then the old witch completely let herself go, releasing her true nature, and no longer pretending to be dignified and chaste.]
She collected all the handsome young men in Daxia and brought them all into her princess residence.
[That life, tsk tsk tsk... what a sin!] Xia Miaoyuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he said this.
Second Prince: Why do I feel that my sister, your words are not condemnation, but envy of this kind of life?
[How could the old witch let go of such a famous figure like Dongfang Gongzi?]
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