"Don't pretend. I know exactly what you're thinking." Dong Dengyu glared at Dong Denglin, wishing he could kill him with a sword.
Dong Denglin remained calm, "Have you eaten, Brother? If you don't mind, join us for a meal."
Xuan Louze watched the two, thinking that the Second Prince was much more composed than the First Prince. In the struggle for power, someone with the First Prince's temperament would suffer greatly, no wonder he was losing.
The most laughable thing was that the First Prince didn't even realize this, which was just exasperating.
Dong Dengyu, wanting to compete with Xuan Louze, naturally sat down. He seated himself next to Xuan Louze, "Is the food to your liking? If not, we can order something else."
Xuan Louze put down his chopsticks, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I've had enough. You two enjoy yourselves."
