37: Life is like a play, it all depends on your acting skills

Inside a luxurious pavilion.

Music gradually faded, and beautiful dancers swayed, their colorful attire dazzling the eyes. On the brazier, fine wine was warming, its aroma permeating the air, making one's mouth water.

“......”

Xie Weilou and Yan Junlin held their wine cups, smiling as they watched the dancers. The graceful movements of the beauties seemed to be very captivating.

“Brother Xie, how is it?”

Yan Junlin asked with a smile.

Xie Weilou raised his wine cup to Yan Junlin: “I didn’t expect the First Prince to be such a veteran in this. This Xie is impressed!”

“Men, well, this is our only pleasure.”

Yan Junlin also quickly raised his wine cup.

The two clinked their cups and drank them down.

Afterward, they continued to drink and watch the beauties dance, without discussing anything else.

Xie Weilou was not in a hurry, drinking his wine with a rich smile.

After drinking for a while.

Yan Junlin finally couldn't hold back. He gestured with his eyes, and the musicians and dancers withdrew.

He picked up the wine pot, refilled Xie Weilou's cup, and said seriously: “The reason I invited Brother Xie here this time is to tell you a few things.”

“Oh? First Prince, please speak.”

Xie Weilou’s gaze was still on the women. Seeing Yan Junlin speak, he seemed to have come to his senses.

Life is like a play, all depends on the acting. Yan Junlin was still a bit lacking in skill in front of him.

“......”

A complex look appeared in the depths of Yan Junlin’s eyes.

Seeing Xie Weilou this time, he was somewhat disappointed. This fellow seemed a bit hard to support. They were just a group of women, what was so good to look at?

Weren't they just long legs, graceful waists, perky buttocks, ample bosoms, and stunning looks?

Alright! They were actually really beautiful.

Yan Junlin suppressed the emotions in his heart. He said with a serious expression: “What do you think of Princess?”

“Cough, cough!”

Upon hearing this, Xie Weilou instantly spat out a mouthful of wine.

Yan Junlin also seemed to find the remark a bit abrupt, but he still whispered: “According to the rumors I’ve heard, Emperor seems to intend for you to become the imperial son-in-law…”

Bang!

Xie Weilou slammed his wine cup onto the table and immediately said: “Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

At this moment, he was indeed a bit surprised. If these words came from the First Prince’s mouth, they were certainly not groundless.

The Emperor’s schemes could accomplish many things, and he vaguely guessed the other party’s purpose!

No wonder he was previously attacked by that Tie Hu, it was most likely because of this matter!

Yan Junlin smiled and said: “This is just a rumor, but I feel it's true. If you marry her, it would also be a good thing!”

Xie Weilou frowned and said: “She and I have too many conflicts. She would kill me. I still want to live a few more years.”

“Anything is possible, no need to worry too much.”

Yan Junlin gently toyed with his wine cup.

He naturally hoped most that Xie Weilou and Princess would get together, as this would be most beneficial to him in the future!

Xie Weilou naturally couldn't tame Princess. If the two got together, Xie Weilou would eventually be controlled by Princess. If he could win over Xie Weilou first, it would be even more beneficial for his future competition.

Xie Weilou waved his hand and said: “Let’s not talk about this anymore, I feel a chill all over.”

Yan Junlin said: “Then let’s talk about other things, concerning your Zhenxi Marquis Manor. As far as I know, your second uncle is very close to Third Prince. Third Prince seems to have made some promises to him, for example, letting him always sit in that position... And the matter of your old master's failed seclusion seems to have some connection with your second uncle!”

“If Third Prince becomes Emperor, he could indeed achieve this.”

Xie Weilou picked up his wine cup again, actively filtering out the latter half of the sentence.

The matter of the old master's failed seclusion was certainly not that simple; he needed to investigate it himself.

Yan Junlin shook his head: “If you are eliminated, this matter can also be accomplished.”

“Then what does the First Prince mean?”

Xie Weilou looked at Yan Junlin.

A glint flashed in Yan Junlin’s eyes, and he immediately said: “How about we join forces? I’ll help you become Marquis Zhenxi?”

“This…”

Xie Weilou fell into hesitation.

Seeing this, Yan Junlin knew there was a chance. He quickly asked: “Does Brother Xie have any other concerns?”

Although Zhenxi Marquis Manor was in decline now, if it could be brought into his camp, it would still be of great use.

Xie Weilou gently held his wine cup and said: “I’ve been having a tough time lately. My second uncle now occupies everything in Zhenxi Marquis Manor, and Madam You has taken over all the properties of Zhenxi Marquis Manor, including those under my command…”

Yan Junlin instantly understood Xie Weilou’s meaning. He chuckled: “So you’re short on money. That’s a small problem. The one thing I’m not short of is money. I’ll give you some to tide you over for now, how about it?”

“Generous!”

A smile appeared on Xie Weilou’s face.

“Hahaha! A small matter.”

Yan Junlin didn’t waste any words and immediately walked to the side. He opened a box containing stacks of silver notes and countless gold, silver, and jewels.

He said to Xie Weilou: “Brother Xie, take whatever you fancy. I’m not short of these things.”

“Then I won't be polite.”

Xie Weilou walked over and took out a bag from his sleeve.

“This…”

Yan Junlin saw the bag Xie Weilou pulled out and couldn't help but freeze, was this prepared in advance?

Xie Weilou noticed Yan Junlin’s expression: “Does the First Prince think there’s a problem?”

Yan Junlin immediately waved his hand and said: “I’m not short of money, just take it!”

“Good!”

Xie Weilou was indeed not polite, continuously putting some gold, silver, and jewels from the box into the bag.

After filling one bag, he stuffed stacks of silver notes into his sleeve.

“......”

Yan Junlin's eyes held a hint of resentment.

This guy really wasn't polite at all!

However, he wasn't short of these things. The more Xie Weilou took, the more at ease he felt.

Because this indicated that the matter with Xie Weilou was basically settled.

Xie Weilou stopped only after stuffing his sleeve full of silver notes. He asked: “How does the First Prince plan to handle this matter next?”

A fierce glint appeared in Yan Junlin’s eyes: “Simple! Your second uncle has usurped the position. If he’s gone… wouldn’t the position of Marquis Zhenxi be yours?”

“Understood! Then I’ll trouble the First Prince.”

Xie Weilou cupped his fists.

He already had a plan in mind. If Xie Cangxuan didn't know what was good for him, he wouldn't let him off either. Now, a scapegoat had conveniently appeared, which wasn't bad.

Yan Junlin’s smile grew even wider. He added: “This matter can proceed step by step. This invitation was merely a casual chat between us. Tonight, I plan to host a banquet at my manor and invite many friends. Brother Xie must honor us with his presence.”

“Of course.”

Xie Weilou tucked the silver notes into his sleeve. He stood up and said: “I’ve been out for a while. I need to go to Tianquan Division to lie down. I’m a bit tired.”

“Good, good, good! I’ll see you out.”

Yan Junlin quickly said.

Afterward, Yan Junlin saw Xie Weilou off from his residence.