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Ming Shu was eating at the banquet from beginning to end, which really shocked many people present.

Had she been abused while she was missing? More importantly, how was it possible for her to stuff all that food inside her stomach?

Youre the royal princess, shouldnt you pay attention to your noble image?!

Uncle. Princess Rong Hua carried a glass of wine and walked to the seat next to Ming Shu, steps elegant and small. Her voice was so tender that it could be compared a puddle of spring water. Heres to you, Uncle, welcome home.

Princess Rong Hua was standing in front of King Huai like an innocent lamb. Ming Shu felt that as long as one was not blind, one could tell what this little girl was thinking.

Ming Shu put her head on her arms, lying upon the table and looking at the two people next to her smilingly.

Princess Rong Hua and King Huai are biological uncle and niece?

Although in ancient times people didnt value much blood relations much, they didnt have the precedent of marrying a princess to a lord, a brother of the emperor, right? Is this world too terrible, or is it that Princess Rong Hua is too scary?

King Huai was unmoved by Princess Rong Hua. He just mechanically drank his wine, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

The shyness on Princess Rong Huas face was slowly replaced by grievance and embarrassment. She bit her bottom lip and tightened her hand around the wine glass. Uncle

Brother King Huai, whats this about? Rong Hua respects you, do you have to put on airs? The emperor looked to the side, laughing still, but one could hardly tell his emotion or mood from his tone.

Hearing this, the ministers were startled again.

[Additional Task: Gain Hatred Points from Princess Rong Hua.]

What?

Ming Shu blinked. She had found out that additional tasks are based on triggering conditions. They often measured the good points between two people. If zero, then the two are strangers and have no relation with each other; if negative, then the person could become a potential subject that Ming Shu needed to gain Hatred Points from.

When the negative value reached a critical point, the Harmony System would issue a task.

This triggering mode was figured out by Ming Shu on her own. It should be correct, but as to the specifics, only the Harmony System knew.

However I didnt do anything just now! Why does Princess Rong Hua hate me more? Inexplicable!

But it doesnt matter. For the sake of the snacks Im sorry, Princess Rong Hua.

Your Highness, since Uncle is not willing to drink with you, allow me? Ming Shu raised her glass and smiled widely.

Shen Ci had a good appearance, with white skin, delicate eyebrows, and tender as water. She was a typical Jiangnan woman. Now she was smiling like a bright moon, and her whole person was shining with gentleness. People couldnt bear to talk to her loudly.

If Princess Rong Hua was smart enough, she would follow the words of Ming Shu so that no one needed to feel embarrassed. However, Princess Rong Hua didnt care about Ming Shu at all. She didnt want to hear any words from Ming Shus mouth, so she directly rejected.

Who wants to drink with you, Im talking to my uncle, is it your turn to speak?

Rong Hua. The emperor called Princess Rong Hua and pretended to be angry. Mind your attitude, you are talking to the royal princess, where are the manners of your daily studies?

Father! Scolded by the emperor, Princess Rong Huas eyes suddenly turned red. I am your daughter. Why do you speak for an outsider every time?

She just couldnt understand, why did everyone think of a fake princess so highly? She was powerful, but she was also dependent on the royal family. Why did she, the orthodox princess, have to respect her?

The emperors face blackened. He was not really angry just now, but real anger started to gather. Rong Hua, is it that I have spoiled you?

Princess Rong Hua probably sensed the change of tone of the emperor. She didnt dare talk back again, but she was extremely unwilling.

It was understandable that Princess Rong Hua was unconvinced at the bottom of her heart. After all, she was the biological daughter of the emperor. But every time it was she that was scolded. She just couldnt understand why.

However, if she didnt take the initiative to challenge others, whether it was the Host or Ming Shu, they didnt intend to play with her.

What the emperor worried about was the Heavenly Temple, for he needed the ability of prophecy. That was why he valued the Host. But it was hard to say how much of his kindness was sincere.

Actually, the real beloved one was Princess Rong Hua, but she didnt realize it.

Your Highness, are you afraid of losing to me in drinking?Im capable of provocation tactics as well.

Who is afraid of you? Princess Rong Hua gritted her teeth; she had to prove her power. Ill drink! But its nothing interesting to drink like this, what about a race?

Rong Hua. The emperor frowned. This is not a place for you to play. Royal Princess, Rong Hua is still young, she doesnt know when to stop. Dont take it seriously.

Offending the royal princess was the same as offending the whole Heavenly Temple.

The Heavenly Temple was a double-edged sword. If was not appropriately used, it would hurt the user. The former emperors had tried to weaken the power of the Heavenly Temple, but the results were unsatisfactory. That place was no longer under the control of the royal family.

Every time he scolded Rong Hua, he was trying to prevent things from going out of control and offending the Heavenly Temple. But she didnt understand his great pains.

Ming Shu smiled again before opening her mouth. Your Majesty, thats nothing at all. Im young as well. Perhaps allow me and Her Highness to have a bet?

The Host and Princess Rong Hua were indeed the same age, with a few months difference.

WellSince she came, it seems shes become a bit unpredictable.

Is it

His eyes fell on King Huai, who had stopped drinking and was focused on Ming Shu. King Huais staring was cold and strange, not like watching a familiar person.

Is he thinking more?

Father, its just drinking wine, not something dangerous like fighting with weapons. Theres nothing to be scared of. Princess Rong Hua waved her hand. Take the wine. And this, this is my stake.

Princess Rong Hua took out a dagger.

Judging from the look of the ministers present, it was estimated that the dagger was not a common knife.

The emperor didnt stop her, which was an acquiescence to the bet.

What about you?

Whatever you want from me. Anyway, the Heavenly Temple would pay the debt for her.

And its impossible for me to lose.

Where do you think all those snacks have gone for all these years?

Deal, thats what you said, and no take-backs. Princess Rong Hua continued immediately. She liked drinking since she was a child. It may be a bit exaggerated to say that a thousand glasses of wine wouldnt get her drunk, but common people were not comparable to her, that was true.

This was also why the emperor didnt try to stop the bet.

More importantly

Shen Ci seemed a bit strange.

The strong fragrance of wine was floating in the air, forming an intoxicating atmosphere.

Two same wine glasses were placed in front of the girls, each of which was filled with strong liquor.

I want to drink too, I want to drink too. Mu Ze suddenly got up. Deep in the bottom of his eyes he revealed a little worry, and he shouted, I want to drink.

Ming Shu looked up at him for a while, and Mu Ze kept shaking his head:Dont drink it.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he was just going crazy. Ming Shu gave him a meaningful smile. Well, it seemed the prince really liked the Host in the beginning.

Everyones appreciation was worth being cherished.

But some peoples appreciation was always coming late.

Shen Ci has left this world, all right?

Take the prince away. The emperor waved to the guards. He didnt seem to be willing to see his stupid son.

Leave me alone, I will drink wine. Mu Ze resisted.

Let go of me

Im not leaving, I want the wine.

Leave me alone

Mu Ze struggled hard but was eventually taken away.

The eunuch director, who was temporarily playing the role of the referee, stood in the middle of the two. He breathed into his belly, then gave the order: Begin.

The competition was very simple. Whoever first finished the wine on the table, then completely wrote out the Chinese characters set by the emperor, would win.