Looking at the on the verge of losing control Prince Jiang Zuo, Jiang Chen's lips curled up, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

Before, when he was in the dark and his enemy in the light, this dog thing had tripped him up a lot. Now it was finally his turn to strike.

The taste of having one's elders and benefactors humiliated, not so good, right?

Jiang Chen savored Prince Jiang Zuo's pain, his expression becoming even more amiable: "Royal Uncle, why aren't you speaking? Could it be that your late-night audience is just to stare at me?"

Prince Jiang Zuo's eyes suddenly turned sinister, but he quickly hid it, putting on a respectful posture and saying, "Your Majesty is joking. Although I am of a higher generation, I am still Your Majesty's subject."

"Etiquette cannot be abandoned. If Your Majesty doesn't speak, how can a subject dare to speak first?"

As he spoke, Prince Jiang Zuo had already sorted out his emotions. His monstrous rage was suppressed by him in an instant, and no abnormality could be seen anymore.

Such self-possession was truly astonishing.

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed as he sized up his extremely respectful face, and a sense of apprehension arose in his heart. However, his expression remained amiable.

He clapped his hands and said, "Royal Uncle, what you say is good! If the officials in the court all had your awareness, I wouldn't have so many frustrating things!"

Hearing this, Prince Jiang Zuo's eyes flickered, and a hint of suspicion rose in his heart. He tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, your words seem to contain worry... Could it be that something has happened in the court again?"

Jiang Chen sighed, looking at Prince Jiang Zuo several times with a hesitant expression before slowly saying, "Royal Uncle, you are my blood relative. I won't hide some things from you."

"I have indeed been troubled by something recently. I can't even sleep well. I'm very conflicted. Since you're here, help me with some advice."

Prince Jiang Zuo put on the appearance of a loyal minister, advising, "Your Majesty, you are the master of the world. You can order your subordinates to do things. Why make things so difficult for yourself?"

"Worrying hurts the body. You must take care of your dragon body."

Although he expressed his loyalty verbally, Prince Jiang Zuo's eyes flashed with a sinister malice.

Whatever was troubling this dog emperor must not be a good thing. Now that he had such high prestige, he could take this opportunity to suppress him.

As long as he listened to his instigation and did something absurd, he could take the opportunity to interfere and alienate this dog emperor from the officials in the court!

Prince Jiang Zuo's calculations were loud, and he spoke well, putting on an attitude of not giving up until he achieved his goal.

Jiang Chen listened with cold eyes, putting on a hesitant look, but he never explicitly said what he was struggling with.

It wasn't until the two of them had pulled back and forth for several rounds, and he estimated that the time was almost right, that he nodded and said, "Royal Uncle, what you said makes sense. I am the master of the world. There is no need to worry about other people's thoughts and make things difficult for myself."

"To tell you the truth, what has been troubling me recently is whether or not to take Consort Lü into the harem."

"Originally, I was still conflicted, because this matter is not tolerated by the world, but after hearing your words today, I have made a decision!"

As soon as these words came out, Prince Jiang Zuo felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was stunned in place, his body trembling constantly.

Was this dog emperor crazy?

He actually wanted to defy the world and take the late emperor's concubine into the harem!

What was even more outrageous was that he had actually instigated it himself?!

Prince Jiang Zuo regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself a few times. His face was alternating between green and white, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"Royal Uncle, what's wrong with you? Why does your face suddenly look so ugly?" Jiang Chen's voice was concerned, but his eyes were full of coldness.

Prince Jiang Zuo lowered his head, his eyes staring fixedly at the dragon pattern on the carpet, his face twisted by humiliation and hatred, like a vengeful ghost.

After a long time, he barely managed to control his emotions and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, you should... consider this matter again."

"Consort Lü has a noble status. She was not only the late emperor's favorite concubine, but she also has two princes under her knees. If you really force her into the harem, the court and the royal family will not agree."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen put on an displeased expression and said coldly, "Royal Uncle, you weren't saying that just now."

"I trust you, that's why I'm being honest with you... but your answer is very disappointing."

The chilling words made it feel as if the air had been frozen.

Prince Jiang Zuo's eyes narrowed, suppressing all the anger in his heart. He raised his head and pretended to be horrified, saying, "Your Majesty, you are the emperor, so you naturally have the right to be capricious."

"But you also have to consider the civil and military officials and the royal family, right?"

"Moreover, Consort Lü is, after all, the birth mother of the Sixth Prince and the Seventh Prince. If you force her into the harem, how will the two princes be able to handle themselves? After all, legally speaking, you are their imperial brother."

Jiang Chen frowned, his angry expression slightly easing, "Royal Uncle, what you said does have some truth to it."

"I was also considering these things when I was hesitant before. So, I'm asking you now, if I insist on taking Consort Lü, what solutions do you have to these problems?"

Prince Jiang Zuo's breathing stagnated, and the killing intent in his eyes was about to burst out, as if he was about to violently attack in the next moment.

However, he was not an impulsive person after all. He endured this humiliation, forced a smile and said, "Your Majesty, I am just a idle prince. I can't think of any good solutions to such major matters."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and said with feigned regret, "Is that so, then what should I do?"

"The Consort pleaded with me so earnestly, and even said that she wanted to give birth to a prince for me. If I don't give her a title, wouldn't I be letting her down?"

Prince Jiang Zuo's heart and lungs ached from these shameless words, and he felt dizzy.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the *dudou* (a traditional Chinese undergarment) on the soft couch, his expression twisted and sinister to the extreme.

The rumors were actually true!

The woman he regarded as his mother had actually submitted to the dog emperor and was serving him in every possible way!

Even if he cut this dog emperor into a thousand pieces, it would not be enough to avenge this hatred!

The veins on Prince Jiang Zuo's forehead were throbbing, and he wished he could just turn hostile and make Jiang Chen bleed on the spot.

But reason told him that being impulsive now would ruin his years of hard work.

As long as he made a move, regardless of whether this dog emperor lived or died, the imperial guards outside would not let him go.

Clenching his fists tightly, Prince Jiang Zuo's chest churned with resentment, causing the true qi in his body to become chaotic. The color drained from his face, making him look frighteningly pale.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen felt even more delighted in his heart.

You dog thing like to make small moves, don't you? I will make you lift a rock and smash your own foot, so you can learn a good lesson!

Composing his expression, Jiang Chen pretended to be concerned and said, "Royal Uncle, your complexion is very bad. Why don't I summon an imperial physician to give you a pulse?"

Prince Jiang Zuo swallowed the hot blood that surged to his throat, forced a smile, and said, "I thank Your Majesty for your concern, but the night is late, and traveling at night is inconvenient, so it's better not to cause any more trouble."

As he spoke, he revealed a tearful expression of gratitude and bowed to Jiang Chen, saying, "Your Majesty, the Feng Chan ceremony is imminent, you should rest well and take care of your body."

"If I cause you to worry about my private affairs, I will really have no face to see anyone!"

With a respectful expression and sincere words, Jiang Chen could no longer see a trace of hostility in Prince Jiang Zuo.

Such a scheming and calculating nature... should be killed!