"Right now, in Father Emperor's eyes, I'm nothing but a useless wastrel who eats and waits to die."
"If I dare make Xue Qinghe unhappy now, Father Emperor would dare carve out a fief on the border and send me there to fend for myself."
The instant the wineglass shattered, the noble youths around him fell silent as cicadas in winter. The luxurious private room was soon filled with nothing but Xue Beng's curses and complaints.
After Xue Beng ranted for a while, the red-haired noble beside him immediately offered him a filled glass of wine and said softly,
"But Your Highness Xue Beng, your elder brother has arrested several nobles, and all of them had some influence at court. Quite a few families' businesses have been affected."
The purple-haired young noble seated on the other side added, "Exactly. Arresting them is one thing, but he even promoted some lowborn commoners. What right do they have?"
After venting, Xue Beng felt much better. The oppressive emotions he had been holding in for the past two months had finally been released.
As he drank the expensive noble red wine, he lounged lazily against the sofa and said,
"Don't worry. Xue Qinghe merely wants to replace them with his own people. Things will settle down after a while. Tell your families to keep a low profile for now. As long as they don't get caught, it'll be fine."
Seeing Xue Beng say this, the others stopped discussing the matter.
Just then, the red-haired noble said to Xue Beng, "Your Highness, we found some excellent merchandise these past few days. We specifically saved it for you. You can take it back with you later."
Xue Beng's eyes lit up at once, and he immediately perked up.
As Xue Ye's only biological son at