Mu Qingya was at fault, and Mu Yi was also at fault. Since the Ninth Emperor was not his real daughter and refused to follow him home, why did he keep disturbing her?
If he did not pester the Ninth Emperor, Mu Qingya would not have done such a thing out of jealousy.
"Go away."
Dongfang Yu came forward, blocking Mu Yi's line of sight. She frowned, and her voice carried a hint of impatience. "My master doesn't want to see you right now."
Mu Yi froze. The look of despair in his eyes grew intense as he raised his sad eyes.
"Are you so heartless that you won't give me a single chance?"
The Ninth Emperor looked down at him. "I gave you a chance, but it was you who didn't take it seriously."
She had given these people so many opportunities.
However, these people did not take it seriously, so it had nothing to do with her.
Mu Yi trembled and finally stood up, his eyes were filled with sadness, and he stumbled slightly.
