He didn't want to know the outcome of this competition. He only knew that if she lost, the Namu Prince would take her away. He would never allow this!
"Chu Shaoyang, let me go. If I don't leave, I won't lose!" Shen Ning struggled, but couldn't break free from his grasp. How could she compare with his strength
A figure suddenly stood in front of Chu Shaoyang. Against the light, he had a flying dragon pattern embroidered on the edge of his bright yellow robe with black gold-mixed thread. It was bright and dazzling. The wind blew at the corners of his robe, and the five-clawed golden dragon seemed to take off. rises, with a compelling suffocation.
"Shaoyang, what are you going to do?" Mo Chuan asked quietly. He held one hand on Chu Shaoyang's wrist, and he held it very gently.
The veins on Chu Shaoyang's forehead jumped suddenly. He slowly raised his chin and looked at Mo Chuan. There was no hint of submission in his eyes.
"Haha, it turns out to be the Emperor. This should be my question to the Emperor, what does the Emperor want to do?" He said coldly, with hostility in his eyes.
Mo Chuan frowned and said decisively: "You can leave if you want, but the princess cannot leave!"
"Why?" Chu Shaoyang gritted his teeth.
"Because she cannot leave before the outcome is determined. King Dingyuan, don't forget that you personally recommended the princess to me. If you don't want her to participate in the competition, why did you send her here just now? Since she is here , then she has to stay here and wait for the result of the competition, whether she loses or wins, this is her responsibility! "
Mo Chuan spoke in a low voice, word by word.
When Chu Shaoyang thought of this, he felt so regretful that his intestines turned green. He said hoarsely: "Your Majesty, do you know what the consequences will be if she loses?"
"Of course I know! But I know that she will never lose!"
Chu Shaoyang looked at Mo Chuan, and a smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, with mockery and pride.
"Your Majesty, do you really hope she can win?"
"Of course I hope that, and every Xi Chu person here hopes that, King Dingyuan, do you hope that she loses?" Mo Chuan couldn't understand Chu Shaoyang's smile. He only felt a chill in his heart, as if there was some kind of Something bad is going to happen.
"Yes, if she wins, she can take out the imperial edict written by the emperor himself and propose reconciliation to this king. Your Majesty, have you been looking forward to this moment?" Chu Shaoyang continued to smile. .
"How do you know?" Mo Chuan gritted his teeth.
His pupils suddenly tightened, and his fingers exerted force unconsciously. Chu Shaoyang's wrist bones made a crisp sound, but there was no pain on his face, and instead he smiled happily.
"I know a lot of things, but there is one thing that the Emperor definitely doesn't know. The imperial edict you wrote with your own hand no longer exists. It has been burnt to ashes by Ning'er himself and blown to pieces by the wind. There are no scum left. Is the emperor very disappointed after hearing this news?"
Mo Chuan felt that his heart was being grabbed hard by a big invisible hand, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.
He hissed: "You're lying, it's not true, she won't do it, she won't!"
He looked at Shen Ning with painful eyes, full of disbelief. He didn't believe what Chu Shaoyang said, not a word!
Chu Shaoyang tightened his grip on Shen Ning's arm and smiled lowly: "Ning'er, tell him yourself whether what I just said is true? Tell him yourself."