I'm having EMO, can you help me die?

Chapter 112: Elm Pimples

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

She picked up the little black cat and walked to the seat next to Shen Mo.

"Do you need my help?"

As he said this, Shen Mo stared coldly at Liu Yingying, as if she were a dead person.

Liu Yingying turned and left, finding her own seat and not looking in their direction the entire time.

That person... is Shen Mo... she can't afford to offend him.

In a moment of weakness, she couldn't help but say a few extra words, almost causing a disaster. This was someone His Highness the Crown Prince wanted to recruit; she couldn't afford to offend him.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

"Long live my emperor."

"Everyone loves you."

The emperor wore a dragon robe embroidered with nine golden dragons, and his majestic face exuded innate nobility.

"Have a banquet!"

"The eunuch standing nearby shouted."

Like colorful butterflies, the dancers entered the banquet, their arms swaying like supple willow branches, their waists twisting, their steps light, sometimes spinning, sometimes leaping, just like blooming flowers.

“Good dance!”

Accompanied by the musicians' joyful music, the entire banquet was filled with a warm and lively atmosphere.

Xiao Lin drank and looked around; this banquet was specially held for the general.

He glanced at Shen Mo, thinking it was a pity that he wouldn't be able to see these beautiful female generals.

The dancers swayed their bodies, moving back and forth.

She danced in front of Shen Mo, but he didn't even glance at her, concentrating on peeling an apple.

The smell of rouge and perfume, along with the scent of sachets, made Shen Mo feel uncomfortable, and he even leaned back.

The dancers were all scrambling to get a sense of presence in front of the young general.

Unfortunately, he didn't even get a glance from her.

At this moment, Shen Mo was thinking about what shape to carve.

On second thought, with a swift and clean motion, he picked up the knife, and a lifelike little fox appeared.

[Host, look! What an adorable little fox!]

Shen Mo placed the little fox on Shen Qingqing's plate.

Shen Qingqing looked at the fox, then at Shen Mo, and then at the dancer.

She was so embarrassed by how much she had peeled it that she felt bad eating it.

Seeing that she wasn't eating, Shen Mo assumed that he hadn't carved well enough, and in a fit of anger, he carved three more.

Those young ladies and gentlemen who wanted to build connections were constantly keeping an eye on this area.

Seeing this, Shen Qingqing, under the gaze of so many people, ate one small fox apple after another.

[Host, you're terrifying!]

【. 】

The Little White Lotus System was born.

As the dances begin and end, one dance concludes and another begins, and the banquet is slowly drawing to a close.

"General, your triumphant return is a testament to your outstanding achievements. You have reclaimed cities for our Mo Kingdom and repelled the Western Liang. You are a pillar of our dynasty."

"I have decided to betroth my most beloved princess to you, and bestow upon you ten thousand taels of gold!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" the ministers below echoed.

Mo Mengli liked Shen Mo. She had only seen him once, and she knew he was her type. She begged her father for permission before he finally agreed.

She was filled with joy; she didn't want to marry anyone else, only the one she loved.

"I beg Your Majesty to rescind your order, for I already have someone I love."

Shen Mo stood up from his seat, his expression firm, and spoke respectfully.

"My words are law; how can I possibly retract them?"

In the main hall, Emperor Mo remained calm, showing no anger or fury at Shen Mo's refusal.

Giving the princess to him was partly a reward, but the other purpose was to keep him in check.

If Shen Mo harbors any ill intentions, the princess can be used to restrain him, or even be used as a pretext to eliminate him.

This is just his guess, and the truth remains unknown.

However, Shen Mo will not marry the princess; he will not marry any woman other than Shen Qingqing.

"Your Majesty, please take back your order."

Shen Mo lowered his head, not looking at the emperor.

"General Shen."

"Your Majesty, please withdraw..."

"My dear minister... we'll discuss this matter later."

The emperor waved his hand, interrupting Shen Mo.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for disobeying your decree. I already have someone I want to marry, and I will only marry her in this life."

[Host, is he talking about you?]

How come you're even more narcissistic than me?

She didn't know if the two of them were really that close.

Thinking back to six years ago, the two spent seven days together.

After just seven days of thinking, I realized that someone who grows up to become a tyrant probably wouldn't be so easily liked, right?

That probably wasn't referring to her, right?

Shen Qingqing wondered if her task would be easier if the people around Mo Jing were different.

The system said it would prevent the male lead from becoming a tyrant, but that doesn't necessarily mean she will be the one! It could be someone else!

Shen Qingqing felt as if she had discovered a new world. The ultimate level of laziness is to let others do your work.

Lazybones, I have an idea.

【What? 】

Shen Qingqing raised an eyebrow and said excitedly, "I can find someone to help me with the tasks, wouldn't that save me a lot of trouble?"

【How to say? 】

[Doesn't Shen Mo have someone he wants to marry? We can start with that person and get her to help us.]

Huh? If Xiao Lan had a human expression, she would definitely be staring wide-eyed with her mouth agape.

It glanced furtively at Shen Mo standing in the lobby and shook its head.

[Host, you...]

How foolish! I suspect the host was a blockhead before, completely ignorant of human relationships and social customs.

[I have rejected this suggestion. You must participate in the corresponding tasks at each stage; don't try to slack off.]

【. 】

You really don't treat me like a human being. The system can hire people, so why can't she?

The two drifted further and further apart on opposite channels.

It's not Shen Qingqing's fault; she had never been loved before and didn't understand what love was.

The concern shown by others only made her uncomfortable, which was especially evident in her interactions with Shen Jing and Shen Yuan.

The banquet was silent, save for the tinkling of bells; no one dared to breathe loudly.

The ministers were all dumbfounded.

No one has ever dared to contradict His Majesty like this. Although His Majesty is kind and generous, to defy the imperial decree in public like this is simply outrageous.

Some ministers were secretly pleased.

Shen Mo had made great military achievements and enjoyed high prestige among the people. He was also favored by the emperor. They were jealous of Shen Mo's military achievements and prestige and wished that he would rebel more.

The daughters and sons of the ministers watched with amusement, as if Mo Mengli's refusal was a slap in the face.

Mo Mengli's face was ugly. She sat on the ground, staring intently at Shen Mo.

She's a princess, she's never lacked anything since she was a child! How dare he refuse her!

Liu Yingying had a mischievous grin on her face, clearly looking on with amusement. Mo Mengli's expression was quite amusing, and their eyes met in mid-air.

What a slut! Could it be that General Shen is in love with her?

Noticing her expression, Mo Mengli became even more certain that this person had always loved to steal things from her since childhood—a despicable person!

"Father..."

She stood to the side, her beautiful face full of grievance, her eyes brimming with tears.

"This matter will be discussed later."

After saying that, he left without even glancing at her, and turned and left his seat.

Mo Mengli took one last look at Shen Mo, her eyes filled with resentment, and reluctantly followed him away.