"Second Brother, I wonder if you could part with this painting for your little brother."
Second Prince Chen Feng was extremely familiar with that voice, and his expression turned several degrees colder.
The man who spoke had handsome, dignified features and an awe-inspiring bearing. His eyes seemed to shoot toward the stars of the Dipper and the Ox in the heavens—truly a peerless man unlike any in the world.
His features were resolute, and whenever his gaze shifted, he exuded the oppressive force of towering mountains.
Li Xiangjun, Feng Yaya, Jia Yu, and the others present hurriedly bowed.
"Greetings, Your Highness Prince of Yan!"
Chen Yong also greeted him with a smile. "Greetings, Second Brother, Sixth Brother."
He Xiao and the others did not dare be negligent either. This was also their first time seeing Sixth Prince Chen Ting.
The Sixth Prince said to possess "the bearing of Prince Yan."
Princess Linxi's expression was unpleasant. She firmly supported her full-blooded second brother, Chen Feng.
Now that the Eastern Palace had no master, the Second Prince and the Sixth Prince, Prince of Yan, held the greatest advantages.
Prince of Yan had planted deep roots in the military.
Second Prince Chen Feng's influence lay within the Six Ministries at court.
Both had grown their scales and feathers in full; all that remained was to see who would emerge victorious.
The court officials had all placed their bets on this. Others remained on the sidelines, waiting quietly for events to unfold until the waters cleared and the stones emerged.
Thirteenth Prince Chen Mu was Prince Yan's trusted confidant, and also Prince Yan's blood brother.
When he saw his sixth brother arrive, delight immediately blossomed across his face. Smiling, he said:
"Sixth Brother, you came at just the right time. Take a look at