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"I'm being serious!" Seeing that his elder brother continued to raise his brush and paint with an unconcerned expression, Longyang rapped his knuckles on the table and urged him to get to the point.

Long Ang twirled the stray hairs at the tip of his brush and cast him a sidelong glance. "Isn't that perfect, then? There aren't many chances to prove our loyalty. Hurry up and send that woman to the Holy Emperor."

"Pfft—"

Longyang's disdainful reaction piqued Long Ang's curiosity. He leaned forward to study Longyang's expression. "From the looks of it, you're not willing?"

"...It's not a matter of being willing or unwilling."

"If you're willing, send her over. If you're unwilling... I, your elder brother, will accompany you in rebelling."

Longyang rolled his eyes at the beaming Long Ang. The joke was not funny in the slightest; instead, it carried a hint of warning. If he could not rebel, he should obediently send the woman to the Holy Emperor and let him enjoy himself until he was pleased, body and soul, so that he could live two more years. Since they were little, their father had taught the two of them that they had to fight the Prime Minister's Residence. The Holy Emperor was their biggest bargaining chip, and they absolutely had to make good use of him.

"It shouldn't be that difficult." Long Ang patted Longyang on the shoulder. "Look at Xiaojing. He's done a fine job. Never mind the wordplay—don't tell me you can't even beat Xiaojing at this?"

"Who says I can't beat him!"

"Then pack that woman up and send her to the Holy Emperor."

If she had been an ordinary woman, he would have packed her up himself and booked a room long ago, waiting for that bastard emperor to come