Chapter 893 On the Road to Exile 21
Upon learning that the man would be having dinner with her that evening, Mu Yuan dressed up carefully. She was only thirty-two years old, and the hardest time she had ever experienced in her life was during her exile. After returning, she still looked quite charming with a little dressing up.
That evening, Chu Haoxuan drank another bowl of soup that Mu Yuan had personally cooked. The couple, having been apart for so long, felt like they were newlyweds, and their relationship was naturally harmonious.
From that day on, Mu Yuan would bring soup to Chu Haoxuan every few days, not every day, because she had limited patience and was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bring him soup every day in the future.
Until all the powder in the small medicine bottle is used up.
She herself couldn't remember how many times she had delivered the soup, thinking that since the medicine was all used up, the effect should be better.
Unbeknownst to her, her beloved son was being pulled aside by his father to handle state affairs. That day, when no one was in the palace, he personally brewed a cup of tea for his father, adding medicine he had obtained from his dear Aunt Ning. Chu Haoxuan took the tea and drank it all in one gulp, not leaving a single drop. After finishing, he praised Chu Yu, saying, "The tea brewed by my son is truly delicious."
That's not wrong, after all, these pills are made from spiritual herbs from the cultivation world. When soaked in water, they give the tea a slightly sweet taste, which is indeed good.
Chu Yu smiled and said, "It's clearly the same thing. Father, your praise is so half-hearted. It sounds like a lie."
That night, he left the palace and, dressed in black, scaled the wall into Ning Yan's bedroom in the middle of the night.
Ning Yan woke up as soon as he arrived.
"Don't be afraid, it's me," he whispered, afraid of startling the person on the bed.
Ning Yan sat up: "You're really bold, coming into my room so late at night."
After returning to the capital, she moved into her own dowry house, citing the need to protect the reputation of her household. It was a large three-courtyard house where she was the only mistress, and she lived there very comfortably.
Chu Yu: His behavior tonight was indeed a bit presumptuous, but he was just too nervous and wanted to talk to someone.
“I gave him the pill.”
If you listen carefully, the sound is somewhat muffled.
Ning Yan stood up, walked to Chu Yu, and gazed at the young man in front of her by the moonlight. "What, are you having second thoughts?"
"No, no. I'm just nervous."
The tension of being discovered, the fear that the medicine wouldn't have the effect Ning Yan had described.
"I already told you, there is an antidote for that medicine. You can just give your father the antidote if you regret it."
Chu Yu hoped that his father would not disappoint him, and that things would not turn out as he dreamed, with a harem of three thousand women, fathering one illegitimate son after another, and having to hate his mother because of those women.
"Aunt Ning." He stepped forward, wanting to take Ning Yan's hand, but Ning Yan quickly stepped back to avoid him.
"Chu Yu, don't do anything you'll regret for the rest of your life."
Chu Yu took two quick steps and grabbed Ning Yan's wrist.
"I won't regret it! I know you don't want to accept me because of your fourth uncle, but I can wait."
"What are you talking about? Your father will officially ascend the throne in two days, and you will be the crown prince of Dongling Kingdom."
If I'm not mistaken, you'll soon be betrothed, and you're telling me you can wait?
What are you waiting for? Waiting for me to fall in love with a little brat like you?
Or should I wait until I willingly become your mistress?
Ning Yan stared intently at him, her eyes remaining calm and expressionless.
"You know that's not what I meant."
"I don't care what you mean, just be a good crown prince, learn how to be a ruler, and be filial to your mother."
If you truly wish to repay me, I wouldn't mind bestowing upon me the title of Princess when you become Emperor.
Chu Yu was heartbroken by Ning Yan's merciless words. He left Ning Yan's residence in a slightly disheveled state, having long forgotten his anxiety about poisoning his father. All that remained in his heart was regret.
Aunt Ning is angry!
How can he contact her again in the future?
Ning Yan didn't have these worries. After everyone left, she lay back in bed and slept soundly without a care in the world.
When she woke up, it was almost noon, and then the maid in the house told her a big story.
"My lord, our men have heard some good news while they were out shopping."
Ning Yan paused in her tea-drinking motion: "Then hurry up and tell me, so your master can have some fun."
Zhang Qing acted quickly, but unfortunately, with Lin'er present, it was really inappropriate for her to witness this in person; she could only listen to the servants relay the news.
"That Fourth Master has been looking for his beloved since returning to the capital, but he hasn't been able to find her. This morning, someone dumped Concubine Chen at the gate of the Duke of Dingguo."
The man went to see his sweetheart with great joy, only to find that she had a flat stomach.
"Hey, what's so strange about that? They must have had an abortion."
The little maid's smile was rather lewd. "More than that, Master!"
Then, as if she had seen it with her own eyes, she recounted the scene as if she had witnessed it herself!
At the main gate of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, Chu Jingxuan grabbed Aunt Chen's shoulders and roared, "Where is my child? Where is our child?!"
Aunt Chen was still in the dark. She didn't understand how she had suddenly appeared outside the Duke of Dingguo's mansion when she had been hiding so well.
However, her dazed state was only temporary, and she was quickly brought back to her senses by Chu Jingxuan.
"Fourth Young Master, you're back? I've finally seen you again! Waaah..." Aunt Chen put on her unparalleled crying skills once more.
"I ask you, where are our children?"
Aunt Chen's crying stopped abruptly, and she almost lost her composure.
"Fourth Young Master, I'm so sorry, I failed to protect our child, please scold me! Mmm..."
Chu Jingxuan's heart softened again as she cried.
The child is gone, so be it. As long as his sweetheart is alright, that's all that matters. He can always get pregnant again later.
Chu Jingxuan pulled the person into his arms and began to recount the pain of missing him during their months apart. His words were full of tender affection, completely forgetting that they were at the gate of the mansion, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers.
Aunt Chen also poured out her heart to her lover, "Fourth Young Master, I was so worried about you that I couldn't eat. Otherwise, our child wouldn't have been lost. At that time, I wished I could go with the child. I'm so sorry!"
The two embraced and wept bitterly, like they were acting out a tragic drama, making the onlookers feel embarrassed to watch.
"Ugh~" Everyone exclaimed in unison, expressing their disgust.
Aunt Chen buried her face in Chu Jingxuan's arms, embarrassed. "Fourth Young Master, let's... let's go back to the manor first." They couldn't keep putting on this show at the gate for everyone to see.
"Alright, I'll carry you into the mansion now."
Just then, a burly man ran over, repeatedly calling out "Wife".
"My wife, I didn't believe it when someone told me they saw you in front of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, but you actually came here. How can you be so fickle with me?"
Chu Jingxuan had just picked up the person and was about to enter the mansion when he heard this and turned around blankly to look at the person who came. The person had an ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes, and it was obvious at a glance that the person's family background was average. The only outstanding feature of the person's face was his nose, which was long and had thick nostrils.
He looked down at Aunt Chen in his arms. Aunt Chen's face had turned even paler, especially when she met Chu Jingxuan's gaze, which was like looking at a mortal enemy from ten lifetimes. She began to tremble.
"who is he?"
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