Beatrice took out some snacks from her interspatial ring.
Mo Yelou hid all the snacks into his interspatial ring and tore open the bag of potato chips to eat together with the coffee. As he ate, he said, "Mother came to visit me last month and didn't bring me any snacks. The two of you haven't come to visit me recently either. I'm so hungry that I'm about to cry."
Hearing Mo Yelou's complaints, Mo Yuelou pondered for a moment and said earnestly, "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight of it."
His brother immediately said without hesitation, "I'll take off this crown and give it to you. Do you want it?"
Mo Yelou and Beatrice shook their heads at the same time. "We don't want it."
None of them wanted to be the emperor.
Being an emperor meant that there were endless documents to be dealt with and endless diplomats from other countries to meet. The entire Divine Moon Empire was on his shoulders. That feeling was too stressful.
