"A pleasant reunion, Fifth Brother," the deep, resonating voice that emanated from Nangong Lei's lips was full of intimidation. Even though he was just sitting quietly at the head of the table, sipping tea, he still gave off an aura of authority.
The rumors were indeed true. After three years, he really had transformed from a good-natured, weak third prince into a formidable and feared king. The Nangong Lei from three years ago would never dare to speak to him in such a disdainful tone. But three years later, he had the right to do so, because he was a second rank prince, while he was only a fourth rank prince!
"Third brother, it's been three years. The changes in you are so drastic that I almost didn't recognize you," Nangong Xuan slightly nodded his head, a ruthless glint flashing across his eyes. He was the son of the empress, and aside from the emperor, no one could make him bow. Even if the Evil King was a second rank prince, Nangong Xuan was still too proud to salute him. In his eyes, the Evil King would always be the Third Prince he bullied and oppressed.
Nangong Lei retracted his gaze, his deep black eyes glaring coldly at Nangong Xuan. "You are just the same as you were three years ago, arrogant and impolite!"
Under the cold gaze of Nangong Lei, it felt as if a chilling winter wind had swept over, making one's feet involuntarily shiver. Nangong Xuan clenched his fists, his handsome face full of suppressed anger.
Nangong Lei, how long do you think you can hold onto your position as a second-rank prince? You have been away from the capital for three years, and there is no longer a place for you in the court. Do you think politics are the same as the battlefield?
"Third brother, I am here to take my wife back to the mansion," Nangong Xuan directly stated his intentions.
"Fifth brother, aren't you mistaken? How can your wife be in my camp?" Nangong Lei asked lazily, exuding an air of nonchalance.
"Third brother, my wife is none other than Lin Huijin, the daughter of the Prime Minister. Surely, you also know her," Nangong Xuan challenged.
Nangong Lei just lightly chuckled, but there was not a hint of warmth in it. "Of course, Huijin is my betrothed, of course I know her."
"That was three years ago. Now, Jin'er is my wife. Are you not going to hand her over?" Nangong Xuan gritted his teeth. How dare he, in front of him, call Lin Huijin so intimately?
"When did I say that Huijin is with me?" Nangong Lei asked back, his deep black eyes looking at Nangong Xuan with a hint of mischief.
Nangong Xuan seethed with anger. "Last night, it was rainy and slippery. The place where Jin'er fell off the carriage is precisely where you stationed your camp. Are you planning to detain my wife?"
"Do you have any evidence that I have detained your wife?" Nangong Lei adjusted his sitting position, looking at Nangong Xuan sideways. "When the princess fell off the carriage, you did not send anyone to find her immediately, but instead rushed to my camp early in the morning. Don't you find this suspicious?"
At the time when Lin Huijin fell, the Khan naturally sent people to look for her. However, upon seeing the camp stationed not far away, where would the Khan dare to continue the search?