Chapter 1242

"Cousin, wake up. Cousin, wake up!" The Zhao Rong Princess' back was facing everyone as she shook Mo Chuan's shoulder. Her voice was sweet and soft, giving Zhui Feng and Xiao Si goosebumps.

The Zhao Rong Princess blocked everyone's view and secretly took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve. She shook it in front of Mo Chuan's nose.

Mo Chuan sneezed a few times and slowly opened his eyes.

His consciousness was still a little hazy. Suddenly, a warm and soft body threw itself into his arms and hugged his neck.

"Cousin, you're finally awake."

Mo Chuan's body turned cold and his eyes opened wide. He saw that the girl in his embrace was the Zhao Rong Princess and he pushed her away without any politeness.

"Zhao Rong, what did you put in the tea!" He took a deep breath and his internal energy flowed through his body. His originally blurry mind became clear.

He immediately thought back to the scene before he fainted. The Zhao Rong Princess came without an invitation and used the excuse of catching up to apologize for what happened yesterday.

The common saying was that one shouldn't hit a smiling person. The Zhao Rong Princess had apologized in a soft voice and brought up the past, so naturally Mo Chuan couldn't lower his face to scold her.

The Zhao Rong Princess poured two cups of tea and gave one to him. She said that she wanted to use tea instead of wine to apologize to him.

He had never thought that Zhao Rong Junzhu, who he viewed as his little sister, would play tricks with the tea. After drinking the tea, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He wanted to use his internal energy to force the medicine out of the tea, but before he could do so, he fell onto the soft couch and fell into a deep sleep.

"Zhao Rong! You really are bold, actually daring to drug this one! " Mo Chuan thought of that scene and his heart filled with anger. His right hand reached out and tightly grabbed the Zhao Rong Princess' wrist as he questioned her in a sharp voice.

"Cousin, you're hurting Rong 'er. What drug, Rong' er doesn't know anything." The Zhao Rong Princess felt a sharp pain in her wrist and tears came out, making her look even more pitiful.

"You ….."

Mo Chuan's voice suddenly stopped. His eyes fell onto Chen Ning's face and his angry face couldn't help revealing a shocked expression.

"Ning 'er, why are you here?"

Chen Ning held the wooden box and her clear black and white eyes looked at him. She meaningfully said, "I came here to give you a large gift, but I never thought that I would see such a wonderful show." After she said this, she winked at Mo Chuan.

"What show?" Mo Chuan couldn't help knitting his brows.

"Of course it's a good show put on by the princess!" Chen Ning's face turned serious and she coldly said, "When I opened the door, I saw you lying on the bed, but you weren't alone. Beside you was the delicate Zhao Rong princess. Emperor, please explain to me, just what is going on between you and the Zhao Rong princess?"

"What?!" Mo Chuan's forehead twitched and he looked around. Seeing Zhao Rong's disheveled appearance, his mind gave a "weng" sound and his back was covered in a cold sweat.

He abruptly stood up from the bed and found that he was still dressed properly. He couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Only he found that his chest was wet and his bright yellow dragon robe was dyed red. His heart was filled with confusion.

When he looked at the Zhao Rong princess, he found that she was in an even worse state than him. Her hair and body were completely wet.