In the entire East Campus, almost everyone's eyes were watching the competition between Namtso and Chu Shaoyang. Only Mo Chuan was staring at her.
He saw the wind blowing up her red cloak, reflecting a light pink color on her snow-white cheeks. He saw the wind blowing her raven-feather-like black hair and passing over her face. He suddenly wanted to He held her behind her ears, and he saw her eyes were like water, staring blankly at a flagpole blowing in the wind. She didn't pay attention to the two people fighting in the field, and there was no focus on her eyebrows. There is a sad look, but some are just calm and indifferent.
She didn't seem to care who lost or won, nor did she care who her final fate was. She was just immersed in her own thoughts.
Mo Chuan really wanted to ask her what she was thinking about now.
But his identity restricted his steps, so he could only stand motionless on the high platform, staring at her quietly.
"Oh, it was so close! Third Brother's sword was just a hair away from hitting Namco's right arm, but he dodged it. What a pity!"
Chu Shaobai beside him suddenly let out a regretful exclamation and stamped his feet repeatedly, causing Mo Chuan, who was staring blankly, to come back to his senses.
Mo Chuan looked at the field. At this time, the situation seemed to be very clear. Because with the sword in hand, Chu Shaoyang was gaining the upper hand. Namtso seemed to be only able to dodge and parry, and had no ability to fight back at all.
"Shaobai, do you really hope that your third brother will win?" Mo Chuan said calmly.
"I..." Chu Shaobai gritted his teeth, not knowing how to answer.
He was also extremely conflicted. Seeing that the third brother had the upper hand, he couldn't help but be secretly happy, because if the third brother won, she could stay in Xichu, and he could see her from time to time.
But if she really stays, the third brother will chain her up and lock her up like a prisoner, causing her to lose her freedom and happiness forever. Will she still be happy like that
Instead of this, it would be better for Namtso to win and take her far away. Although she is thousands of miles away and will never be seen again, she can fly freely like an eagle on that vast grassland...
Freedom and unrestrainedness are exactly what she wants to pursue. With these two things, she will be happy. So why does he have to leave her with the third brother and make her suffer for the rest of her life
"I hope Namtso wins!" Chu Shaobai said word by word.
"Oh?" Mo Chuan was slightly surprised and turned to look at him.
When he saw the determined expression on the young man's face, he guessed what he was thinking and couldn't help but nodded slightly.
"What about you, Your Majesty? Who do you hope will win?" Chu Shaobai suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Mo Chuan, asking straightforwardly and boldly.
"..." Mo Chuan avoided his aggressive gaze and turned his head noncommittally.
It was a question he couldn't and couldn't answer.
Whoever wins or loses, she will not be his!
"Your Majesty, please forgive Shaobai for saying such disrespectful words. What you did today really disappointed me." Chu Shaobai spoke again, but this time he used the technique of transmitting sound into the secret, and his lips were slightly opened. Close, only he and Mo Chuan could hear the sound.
Mo Chuan's back stiffened, and he did not look back or speak.
Chu Shaobai stared at his indifferent face, with a fire burning in his chest, making him unhappy.