Lord Lu stiffened, clasping his hands in a salute. "They did not go alone. The Princess's close classmates and friends all went as well."
The Emperor said nothing. Mo Lingwei took the opportunity to stride in, and the Emperor acted as if he had just noticed him.
"Ah, my son, you're here?"
"If I hadn't come, how could I have heard you say such things on purpose?" Mo Lingwei's tone was faint, his sharp eyes holding a clear, dark gaze.
The Emperor looked sheepish. "You brat, spouting nonsense. How dare you try to anger me?"
Mo Lingwei waved his hand, dismissing Commander Lu for the time being.
Then, he sat on the edge of the Dragon Couch.
"Plenty of people will tell me what Shen Ningning is up to. There's no need for you to go to such lengths, Father. Just focus on taking your medicine. That's more important than anything."
The Emperor glanced at his son's face and saw that he wasn't about to lose his temper.
He let Mo Lingwei help him sit up.
