Prince Ming clicked his tongue and said, "Thankfully it ended early. If we had to finish all the examinations, wouldn't it take an entire day?"
King Qi, the Fourth Prince, walked over and said, "Sixth Brother, may I borrow it for a look?"
Prince Ming closed the scroll and carelessly tossed it over.
King Qi was nearly hit in the face by the scroll, quickly stepped back, caught it in reverse, glared at Prince Ming, and walked away with a frosty expression.
Prince Fu asked, "Can't you at least be more polite to Fourth Brother?"
Prince Ming snorted, "Even if I'm polite to him, he won't remember my kindness."
Prince Fu glanced at the dragon throne and said, "At the very least, you might get smacked less often."
Prince Ming suddenly felt his forehead turn cold. Looking up, he met his father's deadly glare.
His body trembled.
His swollen pig-headed face had just returned to normal!
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Two intervals later, the ministers who had stepped out returned to Jinluan Palace.
