"Your Majesty, no!"
Chu Shaobai jumped out from the darkness and took Mo Chuan's hand.
He followed the two of them and heard clearly what they said. He was in an extremely conflicted mood. One was his third brother and the other was his uncle. Both of them were his closest relatives.
But they turned against each other.
He never showed up because he just didn't know what to do and whose side he should be on.
In theory, he should help the third brother, but hearing those extremely cold words from the third brother made his heart freeze. He didn't expect that the third brother would be so cruel, even such cruel words To put it bluntly, wouldn't Ning'er be subjected to a lot of torture by following her third brother
He felt that his heart was going cold and hot, up and down, and he was suffering. He wanted to leave, but he wanted to hear the result again, until Chu Shaoyang completely angered Mo Chuan. If Mo Chuan loses his mind, he will strangle Chu Shaoyang to death.
Mo Chuan was extremely angry, but suddenly saw Chu Shaobai appear and was startled.
"Your Majesty, please let Third Brother go. Even if Third Brother says something wrong and offends the Emperor, he will not die."
“…”
Mo Chuan's rationality gradually returned, and he realized that his hands were pinching Chu Shaoyang's neck. Chu Shaoyang's face was already purple from pinching, but he still sneered at him with contempt.
"Chu Shaoyang, I promise you that from now on I will never mention her again, and I will never provoke her again. I hope you can... cherish her and treat her well."
Mo Chuan said word by word, then turned around, with a fluttering yellow robe and a long back, and quickly disappeared behind the corner corridor.
"Third brother, your injury... is not a problem, right? I have some good medicine here, can you apply some?"
Although Chu Shaobai also resented Chu Shaoyang's ruthlessness, he was his third brother after all. Seeing that the pinch mark on his neck had turned into deep purple, he couldn't help but feel distressed and worried.
"Go away! There's no need for you to pretend to be kind!" Chu Shaoyang pushed him away and squinted at him coldly: "Chu Shaobai, you are not a good person, why do you have any good intentions towards her? ? You are the same as the emperor!"
He shook his sleeves angrily and strode away without looking back.
Chu Shaobai stood there blankly, watching Chu Shaoyang's leaving figure. He suddenly had a strong premonition that if the third brother left in such an angry manner, he would definitely vent the anger in his chest on her.
what to do? What should he do
Save her, must save her!
His heart was beating rapidly, and he no longer cared that the palace banquet was not over yet. He started his Qinggong and ran out of the palace. He didn't even have time to ride the horse, so he jumped directly onto the roof and galloped towards the direction of Prince Dingyuan's palace.
He wanted to take her out of danger before Chu Shaoyang returned home. Even if the third brother hated him and blamed him, he couldn't care less.
In the Anqing Hall, the wine was flowing and the atmosphere became more and more lively.
Mo Chuan and Chu Shaoyang have returned to their seats one after another, but their eyes never meet, like two strangers.
No one noticed that the two people left the table one after another, and no one knew about the scene that happened on the back porch.
Chu Shaoyang found a piece of white silk and wrapped it around his neck to cover the marks from the pinching. After returning to the table, he continued to chat and laugh as if nothing had happened.