Were they rejected?
Some people believe it must be because Chen Siyuan was a first-rank imperial consort.
It's ridiculous.
Qiao Yuchen had just been granted the title of a second-rank official, but his family already had a first-rank noblewoman.
Could it be that Qiao Yuchen is jealous that forced the second-rank general to say such a thing?
They began to sympathize with Qiao Yuchen and spoke to Chen Siyuan in various ventriloquies.
Having finished speaking, Qiao Yuchen didn't care about other people's expressions and rode away.
Qiao Yuchen left with Chen Siyuan, and the people around finally realized what had happened.
Some left dejectedly, while others chattered incessantly.
At this moment, they were in a private room on the second floor next to the street.
Someone wearing a mask stared intently at the spot where Chen Siyuan had just been.
His face was obscured, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
She was dressed in red, her body was slender and delicate, and even the hand holding the teacup was white and tender, seemingly soft and boneless.
In an instant, the teacup in her hand turned into powder.
"Master." Someone hurried over.
This person was none other than the Eighth Prince.
The Eighth Prince was dressed in all black, which was clearly different from before.
He humbly approached the woman and whispered something in her ear.
The masked woman shuddered instantly.
The Eighth Prince knelt on the ground with a thud, no longer daring to utter a sound.
The masked man in red slowly rose and looked out at the street.
"The capital city is truly a wonderful place; even a notorious villain like Qiao Yuchen was able to become a young general!"
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