Chapter 830: Chapter 491: Your Grace, Please Behave Yourself!
Especially when he had a warm figure beside him, constantly tugging at his heartstrings.
Sima Ke gave an awkward smile and hurriedly said:
“Ke comes at this hour because I don’t want too many people to notice. After all, the relationship between the Green Envoy and me mustn’t be recklessly guessed at by others. Secondly, it is to send off the Green Envoy.”
He swiftly stated his purpose.
Chen Yuan glanced at Sima Ke and chuckled lightly:
“Does Mr. Chen have any secret dealings with Your Highness?”
This remark wasn’t inherently problematic, but Sima Ke overthought it. He assumed he hadn’t handled matters with the Noble Consort well, causing Chen Yuan some displeasure, and quickly said:
“No offense, Green Envoy. The Noble Consort caught a cold today and couldn’t come to see you off in person. When you return, I will ensure you are satisfied, I promise.”
He couldn’t possibly reveal what happened this morning.
Though he didn’t understand why the Noble Consort was angry after he spoke those words, he absolutely couldn’t disclose anything, or else other troubles might arise.
Under the table, Noble Consort Yang felt her anger surge upon hearing this but knew she couldn’t move at this moment. Otherwise, she would only make things worse with no one to explain.
She could only grab Chen Yuan’s legs tightly, suppressing her fury.
‘Caught a cold?’
Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow, seeing the Noble Consort’s graceful figure in black gauze under the table, not showing the slightest hint of a cold.
“Your Highness thinks too much. Mr. Chen doesn’t mean the Noble Consort.” Chen Yuan furrowed his brow and said.
He was also silent for Sima Ke’s thoughts—what a loyal son indeed!
“Not the Noble Consort? Then does Chen Yuan mean the elder sister?”
Sima Ke was taken aback. If it were the Noble Consort, he could still save face and persuade her a little, but the elder sister was out of the question for now.
Otherwise, she really might hit him.
But he couldn’t leave Chen Yuan’s question unanswered, so after pondering for a moment, he whispered:
“Green Envoy, it’s probably not the right time for my elder sister; she’s a bit proud. If you truly have feelings for her, you might as well make some merit in Liangzhou,
and then propose at the right moment. Then, I could lend you a hand.”
Although Sima Ke’s voice was soft, Noble Consort Yang under the table heard it clearly, unable to hide her shock—what was the meaning of this?
Was Chen Yuan truly infatuated with Pingyang all along?
No wonder he was indifferent to her; it turns out he found her too old.
No, this can’t happen!
Because of Sima Ke’s words, the already disoriented Noble Consort Yang was overwhelmed with thoughts, but ultimately, they converged into a firm ‘No.’
She might not have given herself to Chen Yuan, but it was understood. How could she allow Pingyang to be with him now?
Even though she disliked Pingyang’s character, Pingyang was her daughter, and sharing a man was something absolutely forbidden.
Even if it never spread, she couldn’t possibly accept it.
Moreover, a rebellious feeling welled up inside her, especially in the confined space under the table, making her overthink.
Aside from that, Noble Consort Yang was furious.
Only now did she realize her son was such a scoundrel; as a son and a brother, having such thoughts was utterly traitorous.
This is against human decency!!!
Noble Consort Yang took a deep breath, momentarily heated, preparing to reveal herself and severely reprimand the disobedient child, maybe even slap him a few times, regardless of the consequences.
Her inherently irritable nature was completely ignited at this moment.
But just as she was about to act, she suddenly felt a powerful invisible force restraining her, her body suppressed, and she was about to shout.
Then her mouth was immediately covered by something.
“Mmm….”
Terror filled Noble Consort Yang’s face.
No!!!
A soft moan escaped, Sima Ke furrowed his eyebrows, sensing some familiarity, and glanced instinctively at the table, but due to Chen Yuan’s methods, he couldn’t detect anything.
His cultivation level was too low.
“What are you looking at?”
Chen Yuan took a deep breath, his fists clenched tightly beneath his sleeves.
“N-nothing, Green Envoy. This tablecloth is quite interesting.” Sima Ke looked up and chuckled lightly.
Chen Yuan nodded, his eyes flashing, tapping his fingers on the table, he said calmly:
“Since Your Highness brought it up, I’ll be straightforward too. I hold no intentions toward the Princess, so Your Highness shouldn’t speculate any further.
If you want my assistance, it’s not impossible, but first, you must demonstrate your abilities. A waste isn’t worthy of my help, and meanwhile, Your Highness must understand,
the Noble Concubine’s case isn’t settled. It might shake the Capital again one day.”
Chen Yuan laid it all out, making Sima Ke’s expression unstable, understanding that Chen Yuan was warning him, the Noble Concubine’s case could endanger his life at any moment.
“Ke… understands. Green Envoy, rest assured, I certainly won’t let you worry.” Sima Ke immediately cupped his fists and said.
“Alright, I’ve said enough. Your Highness should go back and think it over. I won’t be escorting you further.” Chen Yuan said slowly.
“No need to send me off, no need. I take my leave, wishing the Green Envoy great success in Liangzhou.” Sima Ke lowered his head, finished speaking, then bowed and prepared to leave.
But as he reached the door, he suddenly smelled a familiar scent, yet at such a moment, he had no time to think, leaving directly and even thoughtfully closing the door.
Chen Yuan stood in silence for a long time, and after more than half an hour, lifted the tablecloth and said to Noble Consort Yang:
“Alright, Your Highness has left, you can come out, Noble Consort.”
Noble Consort Yang’s plump body crawled out from under the table, stood up, glanced angrily at Chen Yuan, and spat towards the side.
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