Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Yingxue also wanted to get a better look at Chu Yihan, but to her surprise, Chu Chengye deliberately arranged for her to sit in the third row. She had to crane her neck to catch a glimpse of Chu Yihan, who occupied the first-row seat.
Chu Yihan seemed to sense her discomfort and stood up, walking over to Chu Chengye. He issued a cold command, âGet up and move over.â
Chu Chengye glanced across at Su Yingxue, from where he sat, he had a clear view of her. He had deliberately arranged the seating this way to prevent Chu Yihan from taking advantage of the situation.
Chu Chengye maintained a composed expression and responded firmly, âImperial Uncle deserves respect, and it is only proper for you to have the higher seat. There is no reason for me to encroach upon it.â
âI donât mind. Just get up,â Chu Yihanâs tone turned cold, tinged with a hint of menace.
Chu Chengye, still maintaining his dignified posture, replied, âI cannot agree to such a breach of etiquette.â
He seemed determined to stand his ground against Chu Yihan.
However, he had forgotten that when Chu Yihan had no intention of being reasonable, no one could reason with him.
Chu Yihan effortlessly lifted Chu Chengye and placed him back in his previous seat, then elegantly adjusted his robe before sitting down.
Among the female guests, most of the noble ladies were left in awe.
Upon regaining their composure, many of them were infatuated. âSigh, how can Imperial Uncle be so handsomeâ¦â
âYour Highness, I want to bear his child!â
âIn the future, our children should be as handsome and valiant as Your Highness!â
âHmph, stop daydreaming!â
Finally, Su Yingxue no longer needed to stretch her neck to see Chu Yihan. At this moment, she contentedly propped up her face and openly gazed at Chu Yihan.
That elder Imperial Uncle was indeed considerate!
âYeâer!â The empress exclaimed and quickly had someone help Chu Chengye to his feet. Chu Chengye spat out a mouthful of blood and glared indignantly at Chu Yihan.
He had struck him in public!
âNinth Prince, Yeâer holds you in such high regard, yet youâve gone too far!â The empressâs eyes blazed with anger as if she wished she could burn Chu Yihan alive.
Chu Yihan held a wine glass in his hand, his gaze fixed on Su Yingxue. He paid no attention to the others. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThe emperor has arrived!â
Chu Mingyuan walked in from outside the palace with a stern expression. Upon entering, he questioned, âEmpress, today is your birthday celebration. What is the commotion about?â
âEmperor, youâve arrived! Itâs not me! Ninth Prince was too much! Yeâer respected him, but he had beaten Yeâer to such a state with one palm! 1 beg the emperor to give justice to Yeâer!â
The empress gritted her teeth and tried to avenge Chu Chengye.
Chu Mingyuan frowned and glanced at Chu Yihan. He then walked up to Chu Chengye and asked, âDo you need to summon the court physician?â
Chu Chengye was worried about his mother and shook his head. âThank you, Father. Iâm fine. Itâs just that the position of the Ninth Imperial Uncle is against etiquette. I shouldnât be sitting here.â
Chu Chengye had always been Chu Mingyuanâs favorite. Chu Mingyuan patted him on the shoulder. âYes, youâre very sensible. Go sit beside your ninth brother.â
Chu Chengye saw that Chu Mingyuan did not stand up for him. Although he felt wronged, he did not dare to say anything.
Chu Mingyuan didnât show any dissatisfaction with Chu Yihan. He didnât even say a word to him. He called out to the empress, âEmpress, letâs begin the banquet.â
âEmperor, the Ninth Prince didnât follow the rules and ruined my birthday banquet. He even injured Yeâer.â The blood in the Empressâs heart surged wildly.
How could she watch her precious son be humiliated like this?
âEnough! Stop talking and start the banquet!â Chu Mingyuanâs expression darkened..