"Your Majesty!" He couldn't help but follow Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan turned around and looked at him with bright eyes, which were so cold that Chu Shaobai's heart skipped a beat.
"Your Majesty, Ning'er..."
"Don't mention her to me, don't mention a word about her." Mo Chuan suddenly interrupted him, his voice was hoarse and no longer as clear as usual.
He pressed his chest hard, but he couldn't stop the heartbreaking pain. Suddenly, he felt a sweetness in his throat, lowered his head, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The dazzling bright red fell on the ground, looking particularly dazzling.
"Your Majesty!" Chu Shaobai was startled and shouted softly.
Mo Chuan spit out the blood, but felt much better. He stretched out his foot and wiped the blood on the ground as if nothing had happened.
"I'm fine. Have the results of the competition come out?"
Chu Shaobai swallowed back what he wanted to ask and nodded silently.
"Let's go and see the results of everyone's review."
Mo Chuan's face was as white as snow and his eyes were dark, like a bottomless lake. Even Chu Shaobai couldn't guess what he was thinking.
Chu Shaobai only knew that he must be injured and extremely sad, but on the surface, nothing could be seen.
Because he covered up all the wounds, because he is the emperor!
The two returned to the stele and saw the envoy from the Eastern Qin Kingdom arrogantly pointing to the inscription written by Namtso and chirping to Ye Tingxuan, meaning that the words written by Prince Namtso were good and the time was short. , it should be Prince Nammu who wins.
The ministers of the Western Chu State were all like mute gourds, and they were silent one by one, because they read very carefully. Although Shen Ning's writing was also good, judging from the time, it was considered a loss. of.
Ye Tingxuan faced the aggressive questioning from the Eastern Qin envoy, but he seemed calm and unhurried.
He spoke loudly in Dong Qin dialect: "Everyone, take a closer look at the inscription written by Prince Namu. Is it really correct?"
He said this sentence again in Xichu language.
Dozens of people in the Eastern Qin envoy group nodded in unison, while everyone in the Western Chu Kingdom had to nod despite not wanting to admit it.
Namco crossed his arms across his chest and stood proudly in front of everyone in Dong Qin. Although he said nothing, his eyes were full of gloom, and he glared at Ye Tingxuan, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Although Ye Tingxuan does not know martial arts, is a weak scholar with no strength, and has a handsome and elegant appearance, but he always looks calm when facing the majestic power of the people of the Eastern Qin Dynasty and the murderous Namtso. , elegant and calm, without any fear.
The eldest princess saw this and became more and more heartbroken. She walked to Ye Tingxuan and stood side by side with him. She raised her heroic eyebrows and looked at Shenfei. As long as someone dared to come forward to harm Ye Tingxuan, she would dare to beat him. Who cares? Who is the other party!
Even Namtso was secretly praising him in his heart. He had always looked down on the Western Chu people, but he didn’t expect that this frail scholar who looked so weak that he couldn’t even lift a bucket of water was actually so tough. If this person could do something for me, How good it would be for Qin to use it!
"Very good, now I will tell you why I judged that Prince Nammu lost, because the inscription written by Prince Nammu was indeed good, but he missed a little bit." Ye Tingxuan raised his voice.