What He Had Was Everything, Except Money!
Wang Yue didn't need to guess to know the emperor wouldn't trust his medicine. Its method of preparation was unusual, and the ingredients couldn't be found in this world, so reproducing it would be difficult.
Still, he might be able to develop something similar that could extend a person's life by a few days or months.
That wouldn't affect the bigger picture, so Wang Yue didn't care.
When Wang Yue arrived at the banquet, everyone had been waiting expectantly. The moment he appeared, walking in unhurriedly, he drew everyone's attention.
Wang Yue didn't care about the eyes fixed on him. He followed the palace maid's directions to his seat, then sat down without greeting anyone, as if no one else were there.
Consort Rou didn't seem to mind Wang Yue's rudeness. After all, she and the Empress had never gotten along. As the Empress's future son-in-law, it would have been a problem if Wang Yue had greeted her warmly.
Consort Rou had arranged the gathering in the first place. Now that the guest of honor had arrived, she simply announced that the banquet would begin, then quietly withdrew.
If she stayed, no one would dare gang up on Wang Yue. And if they did, she wouldn't be able to let it go unchecked. Better to step aside and see how they handled things.
Not long after Consort Rou and Princess Huayang left, Yang Quan, the Yang family's second young master, spoke first. "I hear Miss Shangguan learned her swordsmanship from Head of the Academy Wang. I wonder if I might have the chance to see it for myself?"
Wang Yue glanced at Yang Quan. Seeing the trace of malice in his expression, he thought of the people who had tried to assassinate him