Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-three: A Token of Apology
The Imperial Prince was obviously unimpressed by the manner that the Emperor showed off to him that he looked at Malchin and the two young lads with the same expression Wangchul had. "Let us go."
With that, Malchin then dipped his head slightly to the Imperial Prince before shifting her gaze towards the Emperor and once again bowed. "Yes, Your Highness. Your Majesty, we will take our leave."
"Alright then." The naive Emperor then nodded and replied simply as he shifted his gaze back to the Empress with a warm expression on his face.
Shortly after the four lads exited the Imperial Palace, the Empress took a seat inside the pavilion as she called out a maidservant to get some tea. "Wangchul-ah. I think you upset your brother."
