Chapter 83

The throne room was solemn and solemn. It was a place where the ministers did not even dare to breathe.

When he let out a series of farts, the sound was loud and clear, echoing for a long time.

The ministers' hearts were filled with joy and they could not hold it in.

Especially the ministers that had grudges with Chu Shao Yang. When they saw Chu Shao Yang make a fool of himself in front of everyone, they were filled with joy.

But in front of the emperor, they still had to hold it in. No one dared to make a sound, so they could only endure it. Their faces turned red and their bodies twitched.

Even the Emperor, who was usually stern and unsmiling, could not help but twitch a few times.

At that moment, Chu Shao Yang wished he could find a pillar to smash his head against.

He had thought that the scene in the wedding hall was the most humiliating moment of his life, but compared to the current situation, it paled in comparison.

If there was a crack in the floor of the throne room, he would have jumped in without any hesitation.

It was a good thing that his uncle, the emperor, gave his nephew a way out. He softly said, "King Ding Yuan is not feeling well, there is no need for morning court. Go back to your palace and rest."

It was like he had been pardoned as he walked out of the throne room in shame.

On the way back to the palace, he would occasionally let out a fart or two.

The anger in Chu Shao Yang's chest was about to melt him, but he could not find a place to vent it.

He didn't even need to think to know that the matter of him farting in court today would quickly spread throughout the capital. At that time, he would become a laughing stock and he would not be able to raise his head no matter where he went.

Damn! He really deserved to die!

He gritted his teeth in anger. When he got off the horse to return to the palace, he broke the wooden pole that tied the horse to him with a single punch. The anger in his chest had not been vented yet.

He thought about it and felt that the main culprit was the breakfast that Chen Bi Yun had carefully prepared. So he angrily went to the Intoxicated Flower Pavilion to denounce her.

Chen Bi Yun had also been upset for the entire morning. As soon as Chu Shao Yang stepped out of the door, she began to fart.

Moreover, she did it one after the other. The beautiful room quickly became filled with an unbearable stench.

She was about to faint from the smell of her own farts, but she did not dare leave the room.

Because there were many people in the palace, how could she let others know of her shameful matter? If it reached his highness' ears, the beautiful image of her in his highness' heart would be destroyed.

Her personal maid, Lan Xiang, grabbed several handfuls of spices and threw them into the incense burner. She also opened all the windows in the room, but the stench lingered for a long time.

Chen Bi Yun could not help feeling secretly anxious. If his highness came to visit her and smelled this stench, of being, of course.

"Concubine consort, his highness ….. He came back of the palace of of the palace.

What she was afraid of would come. Hearing Lan Xiang's report, Chen Bi Yun even wanted to die.

It was too late for her to hide now. The sound of Chu Shao Yang's boots had already reached the door.

"Of face" Chen, "Chen", "Chen," Chen "

"Your Highness, you're back. I …"

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a "pu" sound. The two of them were stunned at the same time, thinking that it was their own fart.

Looking at each other, Chu Shao Yang and Chen Bi Yun both had awkward looks on their faces.

"This servant, this servant deserves to die. This servant did not do it on purpose, I really could not hold it in. I ask your highness and concubine consort for forgiveness."

Lan Xiang knelt down with a thud and kowtowed.