Han Ye analyzed the situation for Qin Xuan, who was moved and nodded slightly.
Indeed, if Third Prince Yuan Jing was ruthless enough, he could completely use this opportunity to thoroughly defeat the Second Prince.
Though heartlessness is most common in the Imperial Family.
If such a scandal were to spread, the Supreme Emperor and Your Majesty would certainly be enraged and would not let the Second Prince off the hook.
"I hope Third Prince Yuan Jing can seize this opportunity. If he can secure the position of Crown Prince, it will also be good for me."
Saying this, Qin Xuan poured himself a cup of wine.
"But this matter won't have any relation to us from beginning to end. Is that really okay?"
Han Ye felt a bit regretful.
If they could help Third Prince Yuan Jing defeat the Second Prince, such a great achievement would elevate the Qin Family's status to a new level.
"Senior, you're being a bit pedantic."
Qin Xuan shook his head, pouring and drinking a cup for himself.
"This kind of thing is hard for any man to bear."
"It's best if we don't get involved in this matter from beginning to end."
"Everyone present who knows about this might be targeted by Third Prince Yuan Jing in the future."
"For us, as long as Third Prince Yuan Jing succeeds in the competition, that's enough. There's no need to participate in this matter at all."
Although Han Ye's cultivation was exceptional, he thought a bit too simply about this matter.
Many men, even if they had to swallow their teeth, would not admit to such a thing.
He was currently the target Third Prince Yuan Jing most wanted to win over.
If he knew about this, Third Prince Yuan Jing, though not saying it openly, would certainly feel uncomfortable.
"We just need to wait and see until this matter settles."
Saying this, Qin Xuan calmly sat down, not flustered in the slightest.
Sure enough, as the sounds of commotion continued to come from that direction, more and more people curiously looked over, wanting to find out what exactly had happened.
After a while, several guards ran over with strange expressions.
"Everyone, Third Prince Yuan Jing has something to attend to. Please continue to enjoy your drinks; Your Highness will be over shortly."
Then the guards clapped their hands, signaling for the numerous dancers to come forward and accompany the guests.
These dancers were also perceptive; they immediately walked over to the guests with smiles, pouring them wine.
"This Third Prince Yuan Jing is indeed capable of great things. Such a major incident occurred, yet he was still able to arrange for people to come and comfort the guests immediately. Excellent, it seems the throne of the Great Qian Dynasty truly belongs to him."
Qin Xuan praised him inwardly, lowering his head to drink his wine.
About half an hour passed, and only then did Third Prince Yuan Jing arrive with his entourage.
"Third Prince's Consort has also come."
Qin Xuan looked at Third Prince's Consort, who was following behind Third Prince Yuan Jing, in surprise.
He slowly put down his wine cup.
Now it seemed he had truly underestimated this Third Prince Yuan Jing.
"Such a big incident, yet he can still act as if nothing happened, bringing Third Prince's Consort over, looking completely normal. This level of composure and Heart-Nature is simply terrifying."
Third Prince's Consort's face was still flushed, and her legs were trembling slightly.
Although she forced a smile, Qin Xuan could see the fear in Third Prince's Consort's eyes.
"Your Highness, please offer a toast to Master Qin."
Third Prince Yuan Jing, with a hearty laugh, gestured for the Third Prince's Consort behind him to offer a toast to Master Qin.
"Master Qin, this King will have to rely on you greatly in the future. I hope Great Master will not refuse then."
Looking at the smiling, utterly unfazed Third Prince Yuan Jing, Qin Xuan was filled with admiration, but also a chill in his Heart—this man was truly ruthless.
However, he naturally showed no expression on his face, also smiling as he bowed to Third Prince Yuan Jing and Third Prince's Consort.
Afterward, Third Prince Yuan Jing led Third Prince's Consort to toast other important figures one by one.
"He's a person capable of great things, young man. In my opinion, as long as this Third Prince Yuan Jing doesn't die, the throne of the Great Qian Dynasty will surely be his in the future."
Qin Xuan nodded slightly. To be honest, he was indeed becoming more and more impressed with this Third Prince Yuan Jing.
"Although the Ice Dao spell cast by my paper figure doesn't last long, it was enough time for Third Prince Yuan Jing to rush over with his people."
"Imagine Third Prince Yuan Jing personally witnessing Huang Zifei and others engaging in illicit acts."
"Yet, in less than half an hour, he came over to offer toasts with Third Prince's Consort as if nothing had happened. How many people could achieve such composure?"
One could faintly see bloodstains on the fabric at the bottom of Third Prince Yuan Jing's feet, clearly indicating that the young man who had been intimate with Third Prince's Consort had already been killed by him.
Under such circumstances, for Your Highness to remain so composed and unfazed by honor or disgrace, Qin Xuan could only express his admiration.
"What do you think will happen to Third Prince's Consort after this incident?"
After thinking for a moment, Qin Xuan stroked his chin, lost in thought.
"She will likely be gradually marginalized, and in a few years, find an opportunity to demote her to a secondary consort. Ultimately, it will probably be a letter of divorce or a separation."
This should be the most conventional course of action.
After all, Third Prince Yuan Jing couldn't immediately take action against Third Prince's Consort; doing so would allow anyone to guess some things.
Such matters can only be handled a few years later, once things have faded, by finding an excuse to slowly expel Third Prince's Consort from the palace.
After a while, Third Prince Yuan Jing and Third Prince's Consort had finished toasting everyone.
"Your Highness, I heard that both the Supreme Emperor and Your Majesty are coming..."
Several Clan Chiefs from major Families put down their wine cups and looked at Third Prince Yuan Jing in surprise.
Third Prince Yuan Jing remained unhurried.
"Your Majesties have already arrived, but they have something to attend to briefly and may only come later. Please remain calm and wait a moment."
After speaking, Third Prince Yuan Jing stepped aside and calmly looked around.
"It seems they are dealing with the Second Prince. It's likely that Third Prince Yuan Jing has already grasped the Second Prince's weakness."
"Perhaps today we will see Third Prince Yuan Jing officially proclaimed Crown Prince."
Han Ye and Qin Xuan whispered to each other, discussing the matter.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a burst of string and wind music drifted over.
Then a hearty laugh followed.
"This old man is late; I've kept you all waiting."
Such powerful strength.
Although he hadn't seen the person yet, Qin Xuan could already feel the oppressive aura of powerful Qi emanating from him from a distance.
He quickly stood up and looked in that direction.
An old man wearing a golden flat-top crown walked in with large strides, with faint golden Dragon-shaped Spiritual Qi swirling around his body.
This was the pillar of the Great Qian Dynasty, the current Supreme Emperor Yuan Xiande!
Behind him was the current Son of Heaven, Yuan Xianli.
"That's interesting. The Great Qian Dynasty's founder was named Yuan Xianren."
"These people are also of the 'Xian' generation. Does that mean the Emperors of the Great Qian Dynasty all have to change their names to include 'Xian' in the middle?"
"It doesn't sound like different generations, but rather like brothers of the same generation."
Qin Xuan pondered.
Then he looked at Third Prince Yuan Jing beside him.
"Greetings, Your Majesties!"
Third Prince Yuan Jing immediately stepped forward and bowed to the two.
Third Prince's Consort also followed, bowing to the two, but it was clear that neither of Your Majesties had much regard for Third Prince's Consort.
