Chapter 889

Compared to these two, Chen Zongwen and his wife appeared much calmer.

“Ah Jie, don’t be in a hurry, have some tea,” Madam Chen said. “This was brought from Jiangnan, try it and see if it’s good.”

Zhong Jie sighed helplessly, "What time is it? How can you still be in the mood for tea!"

If Zhong Jie hadn't witnessed Chen Zongwen and his wife's protection of Huo Zhao with her own eyes, she would have almost thought that the couple didn't care about Huo Zhao's situation at all!

She sat down angrily next to Madam Chen, took the teacup from her hand, and drank it all in one gulp: "...The taste is not bad."

Seeing that she had finally calmed down, Madam Chen said, "It's not hard to guess that His Majesty hasn't taken any action. After all, Prince Huo and our Zongwen are one civil official and one military officer, and they can almost be considered the pillars of the court. Last time they entered the palace together, their attitude towards His Majesty must not have been very gentle, right?"

Upon meeting her gaze, Huo Yue and Chen Zongwen both awkwardly looked away.

Madam Chen smiled and said, "His Majesty is, after all, the supreme ruler, and everyone usually fawns over him. These two people certainly won't be able to accomplish anything if they go up there."

If things were any worse, I'm afraid His Majesty would be dissatisfied with both of our families by now.

After she finished speaking, seeing that the three people seemed completely unconcerned, a vein throbbed in her temple.

“So what?” Zhong Jie said, “We have been in Yunnan for so many years, and the hardships we endured guarding the frontier were not for nothing. Besides, we also have a bond with His Majesty.”

Chen Zongwen nodded: "I'm not in the imperial court now, so what's wrong with speaking frankly? It won't do anything to me!"

The veins on Madam Chen's forehead throbbed even more violently.

Finally, she could no longer bear it and slammed the teacup she was holding onto the table.

“I’m trying to talk to you all nicely, why can’t you understand? You want to stand up for Zhao Zhao, but don’t you even know who’s trying to harm her! There’s a difference between a ruler and his subjects. It’s one thing to joke around normally, but how can you have this kind of attitude when it comes to serious matters?!”

She was always gentle and mild-mannered, but now that she had suddenly erupted, everyone instinctively fell silent.

Chen Zongwen reacted the most; he had completely shaken off his previous nonchalant demeanor and sat up straight.

After saying this, Madam Chen took a deep breath and looked at Zhong Jie: "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Zhong Jie nodded subconsciously: "I...I understand."

If she still doesn't understand, Madam Chen is about to lose her temper.

Huo Yue smirked and asked, "So, what's our next step?"

“Wait,” Madam Chen picked up her teacup and took a small sip. “Wait a few more days. If there is still no news from the palace, the two of you go to the palace and say that this matter was a misunderstanding. Apologize to His Majesty and Consort Jing.”

After saying that, Madam Chen glanced at Zhong Jie again: "I know you're not happy, but this is the capital after all, so it's better to be cautious. Even if you have Yunnan as a way out, you still have to get back safely, right?"

If the relationship with the emperor becomes too strained, and then the person leaves for Yunnan, their reputation will suffer.

“Even if not for your own sake, you have to think about Zhaozhao,” Madam Chen said. “That child has finally found her biological parents. We can’t let them be separated again so soon after they’ve reunited, can we?”

Once Madam Chen brought up Huo Zhao, Zhong Jie's resentment lessened.

“You’re so steady,” Zhong Jie said. “These past few years in Yunnan have really spoiled you; you haven’t been able to get rid of your temper anytime soon.”

“It’s not a big deal,” Madam Chen said. “The past is the past, and the present is the present. We still need to be vigilant under the emperor’s nose.”

After Madam Chen said that, Chen Zongwen seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned to look at Huo Yue.

His eyes were incredibly complex, seemingly filled with some kind of worry.

"you......"

Huo Yue shook his head, stopping him from speaking.