"Your idea!" The colorful parrot beside him repeated as it stomped its feet.
The Emperor reached out and casually scratched the parrot's chin twice.
Chu You's body tensed even more, and hideous veins popped up on his neck.
Ever since the Emperor ascended the throne at the beginning of the year, he had adopted a series of benevolent governments. To put it nicely, his attitude was benevolent and magnanimous. To put it bluntly, he was indecisive and soft-hearted.
Unexpectedly, things did not go as he expected this time!
Chu You held his breath. Anxiety, worry, and uneasiness intertwined in his chest like a huge spider web.
He was not afraid of the Emperor, let alone the British Monarchy. However, he was afraid that Gu Yunrong would think that she had implicated him. For his sake, she might not hesitate to agree to the marriage with the British Crown Prince.
