Chapter 943

With a "peng" sound, the two long windows seemed to be blown open by the wind. A person wearing a blood red robe with thick eyebrows, dark eyes, and a head of black hair was blown by the wind. His jade like face was as still as water, without any expression at all.

"Greetings to the emperor." Chu Shao Bai immediately fell to the ground and his back was instantly covered in a cold sweat.

He never would have dreamed that Mo Chuan would suddenly appear here. Moreover, the emperor was wearing that bright red wedding robe, that was his wedding robe!

At this time, shouldn't the emperor be in the bridal room with her? Why was he here?

Didn't the conversation between him and his third brother fall into the emperor's ears?

Thinking of this, Chu Shao Bai's body was covered in a cold sweat.

Chu Shao Yang slowly stood up from the bed. His slender body was straight and a pair of blood red eyes stared right at Mo Chuan.

He did not kneel down or bow, he just looked at Mo Chuan without saying a word.

Chu Shao Bai was so anxious that he began to sweat. He kept giving Chu Shao Yang meaningful looks, but Chu Shao Yang ignored them.

"Emperor, please forgive me. My third brother is drunk and his mind is not clear, causing him to lose his etiquette. I ask for the emperor's forgiveness."

Hearing Chu Shao Bai's words, Chu Shao Yang couldn't help giving a cold laugh, "Shao Bai, this king doesn't need you to plead for me, I just don't want to kneel down to him! If he wants to kill me, then kill him! Chu Mo Chuan, I knew that you wouldn't be able to hold back and would make a move against me sooner or later. I've been waiting for you for a long, long time, but I never thought that you would choose this kind of special day. Very good, take my head as your wedding gift! "

After he said this, his right hand reached out and pulled out a long sword from the wall. With a wave of his hand, the long sword came out of the sheath and flew at Mo Chuan.

"Third brother, what are you doing!"

Mo Shao Bai's heart skipped a beat. He saw the long sword pierce through the window frame with a "chi" sound and the sword hilt kept shaking, right in front of Mo Chuan.

"Chu Mo Chuan, use this sword to take my head." Chu Shao Yang gave a cold laugh. There was not a trace of drunkenness in his eyes at all.

"Third brother, don't speak nonsense. How can you directly call the emperor's name!"

Chu Shao Bai never thought that Chu Shao Yang would be this bold. He couldn't even cover it for the other side.

"In my heart, he has long since ceased to be the Emperor. He stole my throne, and today, he even stole my woman. Do you think I can still treat him as the Emperor? Chu Mo Chuan, do you dare say that the one who married you today isn't Ning 'er? Chu Mo Chuan, do you dare say that the one?

Chu Shao Yang's eyes turned blood red from jealousy. He suddenly did not want to endure it anymore. Perhaps he had suppressed it for too long and it was finally time for it to explode.

Mo Chuan looked at him with an expressionless face. He was not angry or hateful, he just looked at Chu Shao Yang like this.

Chu Shao Bai's heart tightened. He realized that something must have happened, otherwise the emperor would not have appeared here at this time.

"Emperor, did something happen in the palace?" He asked in a soft voice.

Mo Chuan did not look at him. He just stared at Chu Shao Yang and slowly nodded.

"That's right, Chu Shao Yang, you're right. It was me who stole your throne, the emperor should have been yours."

Hearing this, Chu Shao Yang and Chu Shao Bai were both stunned.