Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter 189 6 Princes

Chapter 189 The Sixth Prince

Seeing that the Second Prince had already moved on to the next bottle, everyone else followed suit and picked up the feathered arrows to throw into the pot.

As the bottle opening narrowed, fewer and fewer people remained at the back. The losers couldn't help but sigh, pick up their glasses, and drink a cup as a punishment before walking back into the crowd to watch the rest of the group.

Those who continued playing the game were increasingly cautious, their brows furrowed, afraid of missing the target. Of course, Bai Ke and the Second Prince were exceptions.

The two men appeared completely at ease, each throw seemingly effortless. But their arrows seemed to have eyes of their own; no matter how they were thrown, the arrows would always obediently enter the mouth of the bottle.

When only the two of them remained in the game of pitch-pot, they actually started to increase the difficulty, trying different angles and postures to perform the pitch-pot. The onlookers were dumbfounded. Could this be interpreted as humiliating them?

Gradually, the Second Prince Yuan Su's expression also began to waver, and he became increasingly cautious in throwing his arrows, almost missing the target several times. Only Bai Ke remained calm.

Finally, they reached the last bottle. The opening was now so small that it could no longer hold two arrows; the winner would be decided immediately.

However, because the Second Prince Yuansu was the first to start, he remained in the lead. This situation was clearly more advantageous to him.

Bai Ke, however, did not care about any of this, and still had a faint smile on his lips, telling the Second Prince Yuan Su to go first.

The second prince held the arrow with a solemn expression, adjusting the angle and force before carefully throwing it.

The arrow struck the mouth of the bottle, but perhaps at the wrong angle, it didn't fall in. Instead, it hovered back and forth around the edge of the bottle, making the hearts of the onlookers rise and fall with the arrow.

With a "thud," the arrow finally landed inside, and the noblemen cheered with joy.

The second prince turned to Bai Ke with a smug look on his face and said, "Bai Ke, it's your turn!"

As he spoke, he stepped back to make room for Bai Ke. Compared to the Second Prince's actions just now, Bai Ke's entire throwing motion was almost identical to his action with the first bottle.

However, Bai Ke's last arrow only spun once around the rim of the bottle before falling outside. Those in the crowd who supported Bai Ke felt sorry for him, while those who supported the Second Prince breathed a sigh of relief!

"Second Prince, you are truly skilled! We are all ashamed of our own abilities!"

"Yeah, that's right. I'm afraid no one will be able to beat him in this game anymore!"

"Then let's play a new game, or if we're playing pitch-pot, let's not bring him along!"

Hearing this, the Second Prince laughed heartily: "You people, how dare you make fun of me! No way, you'll all be punished with a few more cups of wine later, let's see if you dare to do it again!"

Everyone smiled upon hearing this. The reason they dared to say such things in front of the Second Prince was because they saw that he was in a good mood and were certain that even if they joked with him at this moment, the Second Prince would not say anything or take it to heart.

If a flattering remark makes the Second Prince feel good, it might be beneficial in the future.

"Bai Ke, you lost. You have to drink a cup of wine as punishment." With that, the Second Prince took a cup of wine from a servant and handed it to Bai Ke. Bai Ke smiled and said nothing, taking the cup and drinking it all in one gulp.

The Second Prince looked at Bai Ke, feeling a surge of pleasure. He had actually outdone Bai Ke, winning against him. He was now displaying the innate boyish desire to win.

After the game ended, everyone chatted for a while. Seeing that it was almost noon, they all got up to say goodbye to the Second Prince Yuan Su.

Bai Ke, accompanied by his three junior brothers, approached the Second Prince and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your hospitality at this banquet, Second Prince. My brothers and I have thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. However, it is getting late, and we should head back now."

"Wait a moment." With that, the Second Prince turned around and took two jars of wine from his attendant, saying to Bai Ke, "This is a fine wine I recently acquired—Hundred Flowers Brew. I'm using the name of this Hundred Flowers Banquet to name it."

This wine is mellow and smooth, and doesn't burn your throat at all. I specially instructed someone to prepare it, and I sent a jar to each of the guests who came today. Here are yours, take them! As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ke had two more jars of wine in his arms.

Holding the two jars of wine, Bai Ke almost chuckled. This second prince didn't have as many cunning schemes as his father, at least not much malice towards him at the moment.

That's just how it is; feelings are mutual. Whether someone likes you or not, no matter how well they hide it, you can always sense it to some extent.

"I'll accept the wine, and thank you again for your kindness, Second Prince!" With that, Bai Ke handed the two jars of wine in his arms to his junior brother beside him.

Then he said to the Second Prince, "I suddenly remembered something and would like to ask the Second Prince if we could speak in private?"

"Hmm? What is it?" The Second Prince asked, looking puzzled, as he moved aside with Bai Ke.

"It's nothing major. It's just that at the last banquet, I saw someone with extraordinary talent, a good candidate for cultivation, so I wanted to bring him into the Tian Ce Palace to cultivate."

I mentioned it to your father before, and that's how I found out that he was actually the sixth prince, your younger brother Yuandi.

But I don't know what kind of person the Sixth Prince is, so I wanted to ask you, Second Prince, about him."

Upon hearing this, the Second Prince sneered disdainfully and said, "Bai Ke, if you trust me, listen to me. If Tian Ce Palace wants to recruit disciples, don't choose him!"

You can only know a person's face, not their heart. You don't know my sixth brother; he's incredibly cunning.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Bai Ke asked, feigning ignorance.

"It's a long story. I heard it from an old man in the palace. My sixth brother was born to my father when he was drunk and to a lowly palace maid."

The Emperor originally intended to execute the maid, but she was found to be pregnant, so he spared her life.

They gave her a title and allowed her to rest during her pregnancy. But that maid was also unlucky; she suffered postpartum hemorrhage and died shortly after giving birth to the prince.

The emperor felt that his sixth brother was unlucky, as he had caused his mother's death at birth, so he did not like him.

Until a few days ago, my sixth brother suddenly changed completely, abandoning his previous reclusive style and no longer being taciturn.

He was ruthless in his actions, accomplished several tasks effectively, and was also adept at putting on an act in front of others.

Gradually, I gained favor with the Emperor and won over many hearts in the court. Even I, who used to be the Emperor's favorite, now have to avoid his sharp edge and give him some leeway.