"Alright, First Prince, then I won't stand on ceremony. Let's go over together." Uchiha Hikaru felt that this was the best approach. Having the two of them handle it together would also avoid a series of awkward situations.
They nodded to each other, opened the palace doors, and headed to the side. Though it was still daytime, the place already appeared brightly lit.
"It's truly too splendid. I really don't know what words I should use to describe this scene." He had never seen such a sight before, though Uchiha Hikaru had long since grown accustomed to it.
Of course, to be honest, it was impossible for the First Prince to have seen such a scene. After all, Uchiha Hikaru still had a rather important role here.
The last time the Imperial Palace had been decorated with lanterns and colorful banners was when his Father Emperor ascended the Imperial Throne. At that time, the First Prince could not possibly have noticed anything.
"But when you think about it, this was really for the Second Prince. What a pity—he no longer had any chance to witness your ultimate moment." Uchiha Hikaru smiled and teased him.
No matter how he teased him, it was actually of no use to the First Prince. If his younger brother had been able to cooperate with him better, he might have succeeded long ago.
If his younger brother had been able to keep his composure—if the Second Prince had done so now—then he might have already received some position by tomorrow.
If Uchiha Hikaru had been the Second Prince, he might have been completely tempted by such conditions long ago. Yet the Second Prince still wanted to fight for it, and Uchiha Hikaru found his courage commendable.
"Forget about him. This is what I've wanted most.