Chapter 1005: 550: Chen the Benevolent

Chapter 1005: Chapter 550: Chen the Benevolent

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But on second thought, it does make some sense.

After all, Noble Consort Yang had been suffering alone for many years, her chronic illness had tormented her endlessly, and after being treated by Chen Yuan, she naturally desired a complete recovery.

Considering the time, she was almost well-rested.

“Your Highness….”

“You’re here?”

“Yes.”

“Come in.”

“But this….”

“Hurry up.”

Noble Consort Yang urged.

“Be careful not to be seen.”

Chen Yuan nodded, understanding full well that no one in the Marquis Mansion dared disobey his orders, but he said no more and turned to shut the door.

Noble Consort Yang seemed a bit low-spirited, pouring a cup of Spiritual Tea for both herself and Chen Yuan, and sighed lightly, appearing somewhat troubled.

“What’s troubling Your Highness?”

“His Majesty wants to establish a Crown Prince.”

“Oh, who is he considering?”

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow and immediately asked.

“His Majesty’s intention is….”

Noble Consort Yang briefly recounted the details of the family banquet.

“It’s not necessarily a bad thing, as long as His Majesty has the intention to establish a Crown Prince, that’s good.”

If Jingtai never had this intention, the Princes would vie fiercely to no avail, but now the position of Crown Prince is openly set.

The brothers, including Sima Ke, are likely to start both overt and covert struggles.

The loser loses not only the position of Crown Prince but also the future throne, and… everything.

The winner takes all, the loser gains nothing.

“I’ve come this time to ask you to support Ke’er.”

Noble Consort Yang, seeing Chen Yuan remain silent, quickly expressed her purpose. Sima Ke’s training at the Heavenly Patrol Bureau cannot proceed without Chen Yuan’s assistance.

If he helps, things can be accomplished with half the effort.

If he refuses, progress will be impossible.

“Didn’t Your Highness say last time that it had nothing to do with Fourth Prince?”

Chen Yuan smiled faintly and asked her.

“I… I….” Noble Consort Yang’s cheeks flushed:

“Now that there’s an opportunity, I naturally want Ke’er to take another step forward. After all, regardless, our relationship is linked to Ke’er,

If he truly ascends the throne someday, as long as the news is kept quiet, you can freely enter the harem and get assistance for anything you wish to do, which is also beneficial for you….”

Noble Consort Yang tried to persuade Chen Yuan.

Though they had some rapport, she couldn’t be sure Chen Yuan would definitely want to help Sima Ke ascend.

“Helping Fourth Prince ascend is not as simple as just supporting him a bit.”

Chen Yuan slowly sat down, enjoying Noble Consort Yang’s service of feeding tea.

“Then Marquis should support Ke’er more. No matter what, he’s half your son, hmm… As long as Ke’er ascends, I will agree to any requests you make.”

Noble Consort Yang said softly, her face growing even redder.

“This… is quite difficult.”

“Marquis, help him. Previously when you were in Liangzhou and the Northern Barbarians invaded massively, Ke’er pleaded several times for me to say some good words in front of His Majesty to transfer you back to the Capital.”

“Moreover… I have supported you several times, we have aligned interests, if Sima Qian and Sima You ascend, they surely wouldn’t tolerate you.”

There was a hint of pleading in Noble Consort Yang’s eyes.

Chen Yuan’s gaze flickered uncertainly; in truth, what Noble Consort Yang said was quite correct. Given the relationship between Chen Yuan and Sima Ke’s mother, the best choice at the moment was indeed to help them.

However, Jingtai knew full well his power and influence within the Heavenly Patrol Bureau and still placed Sima Ke there for training. Whether there was deeper planning, he wasn’t sure.

Seeing the sincerity and pleading in Noble Consort Yang’s eyes, Chen Yuan squinted his eyes and nodded:

“Within my capability, I will assist him.”

“Thank you….”

“Just a verbal thanks?”

“What else do you want?” Noble Consort Yang glared at him.

She had already dressed in palace attire, surely Chen Yuan understood the implications.

“Haha, fair enough, then I’ll trouble Your Highness to use your tongue a bit, given our kind of relationship, a verbal thanks will suffice.” With that, Chen Yuan activated his Divine Thought.

The soft pillow on the bed fell to the ground.

Noble Consort Yang took a deep breath, observing Chen Yuan’s expression, her face grew more flushed, but after some thought, she did not refuse, kneeling on the pillow, her palace attire accentuating her graceful figure, and began to express gratitude to Chen Yuan for his assistance.

Chen Yuan reached out and played with Noble Consort Yang’s coiled long hair, squinting his eyes, focusing calmly.

“Whew….”

After a long time, having pondered deeply, Chen Yuan exhaled a breath of stale air.

Noble Consort Yang clicked her tongue lightly and quickly picked up the teacup from the table.

“Besides establishing the Crown Prince, what else did Jingtai mention at the family banquet?” Chen Yuan straightened his face, appearing rather righteous.

Upon exhaling stale air, he became devoid of desire, entering a saintly state, continuing his inquiries.

Upon finishing her cup of Spiritual Tea, Noble Consort Yang’s face darkened at the words.

“What’s the matter?”

Chen Yuan glanced at her curiously and asked.

It shouldn’t be.

She should favor the taste of this Stone Orchid Spiritual Tea.

“His Majesty intends to marry Pingyang to you.”

Noble Consort Yang said solemnly.

Chen Yuan thought to himself that it was as expected; he wasn’t a fool, foreseeing this point during the second shift in capital trends, this family banquet probably was conducted under Jingtai’s suggestion.

In less than a day’s time, the whole Capital would know.

“You don’t want that?”

Chen Yuan chuckled lightly.

“What do you think?”

Noble Consort Yang snorted softly.

How could she willingly accept?

If it hadn’t been for the turn of events before becoming close associates, she might still suppress her chronic illness, but things had already happened; once Pingyang marries him, what kind of relationship would that be?