Wastrel Prince Yu

The more she thought, the unhappier Huang Yue Li became.

Nonetheless, it was not due to her liking the man. It was just…..just…..

Thinking over it, she made a fist inside her heart.

That's right, her displeasure originated from the man's fakeness!

He was clearly a powerful individual, with a dominating and unrelenting disposition. His gaze towards her was filled with an indescribable sense of pressure. Yet his current persona infront of these various golden spooned young ladies was an elegant and refined prince.

What was he planning?

Could it be he truly planned to....to select his Imperial Consort during this Peach Blossom Banquet?

As she was considering this possibility, Second Young Miss Qi's voice drifted from behind her.

"You guys, don't just look at the face. I will tell you the truth, His Highness Prince Yu is not a good partner!"

"Really? Why is that?"

"Could it be he holds no power in court due to the passing of his Royal Mother?"