Chapter 102: Big Brother Treats You Differently
"Miss Chen is beautiful, and I think this dance will be even more beautiful." Zhao Yue picked up a grape and put it into his mouth, speaking frivolously.
In response to his words, Chen Shuwei remained calm and drew out his sword. The sharp and cold light startled some of the women around him and they subconsciously moved away.
Xiao Chengming raised the corners of his lips in a sinister arc, just waiting to see Shen Shuwei make a fool of himself in public.
"Since Ah Yue likes watching people dance with swords so much, why don't you go up and dance yourself?" A clear voice came from far away.
Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a young man dressed in the clothes of a prince, with a jade belt and a gold hook around his waist, and a veil covering his face walking towards him, followed by a black-robed guard.
Seeing the familiar figure, Shen Shu was startled. The person who spoke just now was Zhao Yun, the prince of King Jing.
Although his voice is gentle, it is different from Jing Yin's.
Cheng Feng saw that Chen Shuwei was staring at his own prince, and he immediately straightened his back and followed Zhao Yun without looking away.
Last time, he was too enthusiastic and Miss Shen discovered something, and afterward he was almost exiled to the mines by the prince.
The bitter taste of those days still lingers in my heart, and I dare not act rashly.
Seeing that it was the Prince of Jing who came in person, everyone stood up and greeted him.
But the problem is that the seat of Prince Jing, the elder brother, was actually arranged behind Zhao Yue.
Zhao Yue also noticed this. He lazily stood up, bowed, and sat back down, not taking his brother Zhao Yun seriously at all. "Brother, you haven't shown up yet. I thought you had left. I didn't expect that I asked Miss Shen to dance for me, but you showed up before the dance even started."
This made the atmosphere suddenly become weird.
The person behind the veil chuckled softly, his laughter was clear and gentle, "It seems that A Yue hasn't seen me for a long time and has forgotten how to respect his brother." Zhao Yue's face changed.
"Ride the wind." Zhao Yun called.
Chengfeng was as his name suggested, his body was as fast as the wind. Before Zhao Yue could react, he was picked up along with the chair and thrown aside.
Suddenly, two gray-robed figures appeared in the open space. They were the secret guards that Chen Shuwei had seen in the Prince's Mansion before.
The two secret guards brought a rose chair and placed it in Zhao Yue's previous position. They also thoughtfully laid a mattress and installed a pillow.
Zhao Yun sat back comfortably, and the secret guard lit another incense burner and placed it beside him.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Even the previous outings of the Crown Prince, the Second Prince, and the Third Princess were not as grand as that of Prince Jing.
This one has both a pillow and incense, and is even more delicate than an ordinary girl's.
Zhao Yue's seat was taken, and everyone expected him to make trouble on the spot. Unexpectedly, he just chuckled softly a few times and slowly stood up from his chair, "Big brother is still as domineering as before."
"I thought that Luo Jing's gentle soil and water would be nurturing, and with such a delicate beauty as his companion, Big Brother would be able to restrain his temper a bit."
"I didn't expect that his temper is still as cold and hard as when he was in Liangzhou." When he said this, a dark light flashed in Zhao Yue's eyes.
"Young master, please be careful with your words." Chengfeng shouted with a stern face.
Zhao Yue didn't answer. He sat down in the seat that was originally supposed to be occupied by Zhao Yun, crossed his legs and looked across at Shen Shuwei. "I heard that my elder brother treats Miss Shen differently. Now that my elder brother is here, Miss Shen should dance well with him and not let him down."
"Mr. Yue, you are wrong. The prince just asked you to jump up." Chengfeng interrupted him.
Zhao Yue narrowed his eyes and put down his crossed legs.
Zhao Yun spoke up at the right time, "Ayue, do you want to jump up by yourself, or should I ask someone to help you?"
As soon as Zhao Yun finished speaking, two gray-robed figures suddenly appeared behind Zhao Yue.
Zhao Yue's smile froze on his face, but he quickly returned to normal, brushed off his robe and walked towards Chen Shuwei.
Shen Shuwei tactfully handed over the sword in his hand. Zhao Yue smiled and brushed the back of Shen Shuwei's hand with the sword as he took it. In a voice only the two of them could hear, he said, "It seems that my elder brother really treats you, Miss Shen, differently."
Zhao Yue took the sword, made a beautiful sword flower, and really started to dance with the sword.
No one expected the final result to turn out like this. Some people wanted to flatter Zhao Yun, but when they saw him sitting still and steady, they swallowed their words back.
The scene became quiet for a moment, but Zhao Yue didn't care. His sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and its gentleness was accompanied by a fierce and murderous aura.
Suddenly, he tapped his feet several times, and the sword light was as bright as moonlight, swirling in front of Shen Shuwei, with the tip of the sword against Shen Shuwei's throat.
Zhao Yue raised his chin, curled his lips and looked at Shen Shuwei, with malice in his eyes.
Chen Shuwei raised his eyes to look at him, without dodging or avoiding, he stretched out his hand and pinched the sword blade with two fingers and slowly moved away, "Mr. Yue danced well, I think the prince is also very satisfied."
She looked at Zhao Yue as if she was looking at a mischievous kid playing a prank.
Zhao Yue sighed softly, sheathed his sword, returned to his seat, and raised his glass to say, "Thank you for your compliments, Miss Shen. I wonder if I could invite Miss Shen to meet at the hunting ground outside the capital in three days."
"I am timid and afraid of disturbing Master Yue's interest." Shen Shuwei replied.
Zhao Yue chuckled a few times and drank the wine in the glass.
It's really interesting. No wonder Zhao Yun likes her. He is also a little interested in her.
After being interrupted by the two, Xiao Chengming spoke up and said a few words to smooth things over. The temperature at the table warmed up and people began to talk about Zhao Yue's sword dance. Their words were full of praise and appreciation for him.
Wang Peilan also breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Shen Shuwei to sit down, and whispered softly, "Zhao Yue's behavior just now scared me to death. You are so brave that you actually used your hand to hold the sword, and you are not afraid of getting hurt."
"And that Prince Jing actually spoke out to excuse you. I see that the two brothers don't get along, and this time you've been hurt by them both."
Wang Peilan had been holding these words in her stomach for a long time, and now she poured them all out in one breath.
Chen Shuwei laughed helplessly, drank a cup of tea, and then said: "After all, we are at the table. Even if Zhao Yue has intentions, he should keep his distance."
But Prince Jing——
Chen Shuwei looked thoughtfully at the man wearing a veil and sitting on the chair.
Because of the veil, the figure underneath could not be seen clearly, but the height was similar to Jing Yin.
Before Chen Shuwei could think about it carefully, Wang Peilan pulled her over to talk again.
"What about the Crown Prince? He's the heir apparent to a kingdom, but he doesn't even have the slightest bit of magnanimity. He's joining Zhao Yue in making things difficult for you. I think he's lost his mind."
Wang Peilan has a prominent family background and is confident. In addition, her family is not on the side of the prince, so she dares to speak to Shen Shuwei in a low voice.
"I've heard that His Majesty has been increasingly dissatisfied with the Crown Prince lately, and he's always looking for an excuse to scold him. If someone seizes on his outburst today and reports it to His Majesty, he'll be reprimanded again."
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Wang Peilan's guess was correct. After the banquet, everyone returned to their own residences one after another. Before they could even sit down, a bombshell news came from the palace.
The third prince returned to the capital, and the first thing he did after returning was to sue the crown prince.
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