"Chu Shaoyang, what on earth are you playing?" Mo Chuan raised his head and stared at Chu Shaoyang.
Ye Tingxuan grabbed the half branch of snow ginseng and handed it to Doctor Zhang.
"Mr. Zhang, please take a look. Is this snow ginseng real or fake? Poisonous or non-poisonous?" he asked with some fear.
Doctor Zhang brought the snow ginseng to his nose and smelled it. He looked at it carefully for a long time, nodded and said: "This is the real thousand-year-old snow ginseng. It is not poisonous. You see, this snow ginseng is completely white and flawless, without any variegation. If You can tell it’s poisoned at a glance.”
He looked at Mo Chuan excitedly: "Your Majesty, with this half branch of the thousand-year-old snow ginseng, the Queen will surely come back to life. I will go and make medicine for the Queen now."
Without waiting for Mo Chuan to speak, he quickly walked out of the palace door holding the snow ginseng and went to the side hall to brew medicine.
"Your Majesty, I have given you such a great gift, are you still not satisfied? Isn't this what you have always wanted?"
Chu Shaoyang met Mo Chuan's eyes with a calm expression, and he smiled slightly.
There was no smile on Mo Chuan's face.
He looked at Chu Shaoyang carefully, and suddenly said: "What do you want? The throne? Okay, after she wakes up, I will meditate on you immediately, and then I will take her away from Xichu and never step into it again." One step inside Xichu.”
Hearing this, Ye Tingxuan seemed to be struck by lightning and said in shock: "Your Majesty!"
But Chu Shaoyang shook his head. He put his hands behind his back and said with a proud look, "I don't want anything."
"You don't want it?" Mo Chuan narrowed his eyes and found that he couldn't understand Chu Shaoyang.
"Of course I want your throne, because this position originally belongs to me, but I don't want your charity, let alone Ning'er's life in exchange, Chu Mochuan, there is nothing I, Chu Shaoyang, can't compare to Your place, if I want the throne, I will take it back from you openly, not in this despicable way. If I get the throne because of this, I will be looked down upon by her all my life, so, I I don’t want anything, I just want her to live in peace!”
Chu Shaoyang said word by word, his gaze crossed Mo Chuan and fell on Shen Ning's face as pale as snow.
He looked at her deeply. Although he knew that she was unconscious and could not hear a word, he still said to her:
"Ning'er, all of them look down on me. They think that I, Chu Shaoyang, am a loser, that I am not a man, that I am despicable and shameless. Even you left me without hesitation. You saved me eight years ago, I will never forget it, so I saved you today. Let’s give each other a life for a life. It’s even. The debt I owe you is finally paid off today. I, Chu Shaoyang, don’t owe you anything anymore, and neither do you. You don’t owe me anything.”
He raised his head and grinned at Mo Chuan.
"Your Majesty, I, Chu Shaoyang, will not let all of you look down upon me. One day, I will make you look at me with admiration. At that time, I will get back everything you owe me, and I will also give you what you owe me. Get what’s mine!”
Chu Shaoyang raised his chin and returned to his previous proud, arrogant, and domineering appearance.
He turned around and strode out of the hall without looking back.
I saw his purple robe fluttering, leaping to the top of the hall, and disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.