Chapter 688

Chu Shao Yang's purple robe fluttered in the wind and his long eyebrows reached his temples. He walked straight to the throne and bowed to Mo Chuan.

"Greetings to the emperor."

He raised his brows in a slightly provocative manner and his lips curled into a faint smile. His expression was not respectful at all.

But Mo Chuan was not angry.

"Shao Yang, why is it only you? Didn't this one give the order for you to come with the princess? "He softly said.

"Oh? The emperor is asking about this minister's princess? " Chu Shao Yang shrugged his shoulders and casually said, "She is sick, so she can't come to the banquet. I've let down the emperor's good intentions, I ask for the emperor's forgiveness."

"Sick? What illness?" Mo Chuan stared into his eyes and said.

He didn't believe it. If she was really sick, would he still be smiling so happily?

"The east field is very windy and I was blown by the wind while riding, so I had a headache. Is the emperor satisfied with this answer?" Chu Shao Yang raised his brows and said.

Mo Chuan gritted his teeth and coldly looked at Chu Shao Yang.

He did not believe a single word he said!

Chu Shao Yang said in an uncaring voice, "If the emperor does not have any other orders, then this minister will go to the banquet." After saying this, he turned around and slowly walked to his seat. He had a smile on his face as he chatted with the surrounding ministers.

Mo Chuan's fingers in his sleeves tightly clenched into fists. He wished he could punch Chu Shao Yang's smile off his face.

Of course he knew why Chu Shao Yang was smiling like this. It was because he had the qualifications to smile like this!

But, why didn't she come?

Was it because she didn't want to come? Or was it because Chu Shao Yang didn't want her to come?

Mo Chuan thought of the decisive words she said to him on the field and her cold eyes. His heart was filled with a strong pain.

Did she not want to see him?

But did she know how much he wanted to see her again? Just a single glance was enough!

Even if he could not have her, he did not hope for her to return to his side. As long as he saw her safe and happy, even if that happiness was brought to her by Chu Shao Yang, he would be satisfied.

The hall was filled with guests, laughing and dancing. It was a joyous and harmonious atmosphere.

Everyone in the hall had a happy smile on their faces, but only he had no expression as he drank the bitter wine in his cup.

His eyebrows, which were as clear as mountains, never relaxed. His body, which was like an orchid tree, swayed a little. He felt that he was drunk, but he couldn't stop the wine in his cup.

"Emperor! You can't drink anymore! "A clear and melodious voice rang in his ears.

Mo Chuan slightly looked up. In front of him was a white clothed handsome youth who came forward to take the wine cup in his hand.

"Shao Bai, come and drink with this one. Today is truly a good day to celebrate, don't you think?" He had a drunken expression as if he was drunk.

"Emperor, you are the ruler of a country, you can't be like this!" Chu Shao Bai turned around and ordered, "Go get some hangover soup!"

"He, He, the ruler of a country? We are the monarch of a country, but do you know how useless we are as an emperor?! This one this country's ruler position! This one doesn't want the throne and this one doesn't want to be the emperor anymore. Shao Bai, you can be the emperor, alright? "

Mo Chuan suddenly looked up and smiled at Chu Shao Bai. He looked very drunk.

His alcohol tolerance was very great and adding in his deep internal energy, even if he drank two full jugs of wine, he would not be this drunk.