When Jingzhe reached the camp, he found himself witnessing something unbelievable. An emperor being scolded! Not just that but his ears were being pulled by Chi Lian.
The dignified emperor was wincing and pleading to be forgiven. He did not look dignified at all as he was dressed in a tank top and using two hands to hold a Mushu costume around his waist. His fingers grasped it tightly as if he was afraid that it would fall down.
Jingzhe looked around the private lounge first, unsure of what he was witnessing. He rubbed his eyes for a second because not only was the empress mother there but so were the royal agents and they were not doing a single thing to help the emperor.
"Mei Mei, what is going on?" He whispered a question.
"This idiot went out dressed in a Mushu costume and people poked him with swords." She answered.
Jingzhe gasped. The first image in his mind was of being being executed at gun point. Who had been bold enough to poke the emperor with a sword?
