Prince Jin seemed far from calm, for he was too eager to know the situation inside.
He considered his contributions the greatest. Having eaten plain rice and greens for so long, if he still did not obtain the Crown Prince position, wouldn't his efforts be in vain?
Looking at the other two, Jin Zijin was serenely composed, frustratingly so. The other, Jin Tingyu, seemed as if it were none of his concern.
"Second Brother, keep your composure," he said.
Previously, Jin Tingyu would call him Elder Brother. At that time, he looked down on this half-blood brother, thinking that being called Elder Brother by him was an insult. After so many years of hearing Elder Brother, now being called Second Brother felt even more piercing to the ears.
Prince Jin snorted coldly, "It's not your turn to speak."
Prince Qin shrugged and said, "I don't care."
...It infuriated him.
