"emperor!"
Chu Shaobai was startled and looked around hurriedly. Fortunately, the eunuchs and maids around him stood far away and no one heard Mo Chuan's words. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to stop these people's mouths.
His heart was beating fast. He never expected that the emperor would be so drunk and even say that he didn't want to be the emperor.
It can be seen how depressed he is in his heart, and you can also imagine how hurt his heart is.
Of course he knew why the emperor became like this. Even when he saw Chu Shaoyang coming to the banquet alone without her around, he felt disappointed and felt empty in his heart.
He has no other hope now. He just hopes that the third brother can treat her well and cherish her. Since she has chosen to stay with the third brother, it must be the third brother's true love for her that has moved her, right
In this case, what else does he have to worry about
His only wish now is to see her occasionally. He originally didn't want to attend this palace banquet, but when he thought of seeing her, he couldn't help but come.
He came and was disappointed.
At this moment, Chu Shaoyang slowly stood up from his seat, hugged everyone, and walked to the back hall.
Chu Shaobai knew that he was going to the toilet, and he thought about it. He was about to follow him, but he didn't know that he was just thinking, but Mo Chuan's figure was faster than him, and the bright yellow robe corners flashed in front of his eyes. He had already followed Chu Shaoyang into the back hall.
"Chu Shaoyang, stop!" Mo Chuan swayed and stopped in front of Chu Shaoyang.
The two of them stood in the corridor leading to the apse. There was no one on both sides. Several clusters of delicate flowers were swaying in the wind, and a faint fragrance floated among them.
But neither of them had any intention of admiring the flowers.
"Your Majesty, Wei Chen has drunk too much and needs to go to the toilet. You are blocking Wei Chen's way. Is it because you are afraid that Wei Chen will get there first? You are the king and Shaoyang is a minister. You should let the emperor go first."
Chu Shaoyang smiled slightly and bowed to Mo Chuan. Although his posture was respectful, his expression was indifferent.
"What about her? Tell me the truth. Is she sick? Or does she not want to come? Or... you won't let her come?"
Mo Chuan stared into Chu Shaoyang's eyes and spoke word by word.
"She? Which she? Who is she? I apologize for not understanding what the emperor means."
"Chu Shaoyang!"
"I'm here!"
"I want to know about Ning'er..."
The smile on Chu Shaoyang's face finally disappeared, and his eyes became cold. He looked at Mo Chuan coldly, with sinister eyes.
"Your Majesty! I don't want to hear her name from other men! If anyone dares to call her Ning'er..." He lowered his voice with a hint of threat.
"I just screamed, what do you dare to do!" Mo Chuan said coldly.
"You are the king, I don't dare to do anything, but she is my princess, I can do whatever I want!"
The veins on Mo Chuan's forehead suddenly burst out, and he grabbed Chu Shaoyang's wrist very hard.
"She is just a weak woman. What are you capable of? Come at me! You are not allowed to bully her!"
"Why, I bullied her, did your Majesty feel distressed?" Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows as if nothing had happened and smiled.
Mo Chuan's eyes were red and he said hoarsely: "Yes, I feel sorry for her. I just feel sorry for her, but she chose you. Chu Shaoyang, if you dare to bully her, I will..."
Chu Shaoyang laughed nonchalantly before he finished speaking.
"What do you want, Your Majesty? Kill me?"