The Emperor indeed regretted his decision and, out of sight and out of mind, he didn't look at Zhang Yang, listening instead to the officials reporting.
Zhang Yang was truly nervous. Standing in the front for the first time, he felt as if everyone's gaze was upon him, and he kept repeating to himself that he was a Prince, slowly straightening his back. Sneaking a glance at his father the Emperor's expression, his face paled a bit more, realizing he had just embarrassed his father.
Zhou Shuren had been paying close attention to Zhang Yang, who was gradually becoming accustomed to the court. Now, he really stood like a Prince.
In the past, Zhang Yang could read and was arrogant with low EQ, always pampered as he grew up with no one to guide him in the ways of the world. This made him look foolish in the circles of the capital, but now his status had changed, forcing him to use his brain, having learned to read people's moods and guess their thoughts.
