Chapter 892

Chu Shao Yang closed his eyes and felt tipsy, but his mind was still very clear. His mind was filled with images of her face. There were angry, frowning, unhappy, and happy faces, but no matter which face it was, he would never get tired of looking at it.

He opened his eyes and there was only darkness in front of him. There was no face or anything else.

She had already left, marrying to the East Qin tens of thousands of miles away. He would never see her again.

Tears flowed down from the corner of his eyes as he silently cried.

There was no one here, only him. No one would see his weak side and no one would think that his iron blooded and emotionless highness would hide in this dark stone room one day, crying like a helpless child.

There was suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the corridor.

"Your highness! This servant has something to report! "It was Chu Shao Yang's personal attendant, Xiao An Zi's voice.

"Scram!" Chu Shao Yang gave a hoarse roar, just like the angry roar of a wounded beast.

He grabbed the wine jug in his hand and threw it. The bronze wine jug hit the stone door and made a loud sound, scaring Xiao An Zi into stopping.

Xiao An Zi pursed his lips. He knew that his highness' mood was at its worst right now, but he still had to pluck the fur from the tiger's butt because he had something to report to his highness.

"Your highness, this servant has just received news from the palace. In three days, the emperor will be holding a grand wedding and has invited your highness to attend."

"Scram!"

Chu Shao Yang roared out again. His voice passed through the heavy stone door and made Xiao An Zi tremble in fear.

He quickly lightened his footsteps and left, not even daring to speak loudly.

Chu Shao Yang knit his brows and shook his drunk head. What did Xiao An Zi say just now?

The emperor was going to have a grand wedding?

He abruptly jumped up from the bed and stood barefoot on the cold stone floor. The cold air flowed up his soles and sobered him up a bit.

The emperor was going to have a grand wedding? Who was he going to marry? Could it be Ning 'er?

Once he thought of Chen Ning, all of his drunkenness disappeared. He immediately opened the stone door and charged out of the stone room, shouting at the long corridor outside.

"Xiao An Zi, scram back here for this king!"

Xiao An Zi who had not reached the end of the corridor trembled and his legs went soft. He quickly ran back and knelt down on the ground.

"You said the emperor was going to have a grand wedding, who is he going to marry? Tell this king clearly! "

Chu Shao Yang grabbed Xiao An Zi's clothes and lifted him up.

"Replying, replying to your highness, this servant ….. this servant doesn't know, this servant really doesn't know." Xiao An Zi replied in a trembling voice.

There were pinewood torches lit on the corridor walls and the flickering light shined on Chu Shao Yang's face. Xiao An Zi almost did not dare believe his eyes.

He simply couldn't believe that the unkempt, dirty, and drunken man in front of him was the handsome, elegant, and beautiful Prince Yu.

Chu Shao Yang was enraged. His eyes turned red and he raised his leg, heavily kicking Xiao An Zi in the stomach. Xiao An Zi flew out and his back hit the stone wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound.

"You don, this king don, this king, he, this, he, he," You, and, and, and, and, and.