Originally, Jingtai thought the reason he was unwilling to marry Princess Pingyang was due to past grievances with Noble Consort Yang, and he had come this time to resolve those resentments.

It seems that Jingtai has gone to great lengths to ensure his full allegiance to the Sima Family.

"His Majesty seems genuinely angry this time. You don't need to worry about My thoughts; why not just marry Pingyang?" Noble Consort Yang sighed lightly, though she was resistant in her heart, she was helpless.

It's uncertain whether her clever and capable daughter will still allow Chen Yuan to treat her in the future. Just thinking about it, she felt somewhat empty.

"Do not trouble yourself, Noble Consort, I have my own plans."

Chen Yuan reassured Noble Consort Yang.

He refused, not because of her, but sometimes things couldn't be said too clearly.

"As long as you have consideration, I won't disturb you further, to avoid raising suspicion among others." Noble Consort Yang let out a sigh, suppressing her emotions, and bid farewell to Chen Yuan.

"I will escort you out, Noble Consort."

"No... no need, you've already sent me to heaven."

Noble Consort Yang tidied her appearance and stepped outside, but despite her efforts to maintain composure, there was still a slight hint of a limp from afar.

In the front room, two palace maids who had been waiting for some time immediately came forward to bow and greet Noble Consort Yang upon her appearance:

"Your Highness."

"Hmm, I am a bit tired."

Noble Consort Yang naturally extended her hands, and the two maids immediately supported her.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, just an old ailment. Luckily, Duke Wu'an helped me out. Let's return to the palace, and remember, don't speak too much when we go back." Noble Consort Yang said calmly.

With a faint hint of threat.

"We don't dare."

"Let's go."

Noble Consort Yang exhaled deeply, inadvertently catching sight of a newly planted, bowl-sized tree at the Duke Wu'an Mansion. Her face suddenly flushed slightly.

She subconsciously thought of something.

Secretly thinking to herself:

"That thing of his, it could probably turn wheels by now..."

Before long, Noble Consort Yang returned to the palace. Fearing Jingtai might notice anything amiss, she didn't go to see him, merely sent someone to report before returning to Chunhua Palace.

Preparing to have a comfortable sleep.

These past days, she had come to terms with it, deciding not to dwell on many things. Chen Yuan marrying Pingyang indeed held more benefits than disadvantages, which would serve his future well.

She naturally would not obstruct any further.

Maintaining the current situation was already satisfying enough for her.

Ideally, if Ke'er could ascend to the position of Crown Prince and attain the great throne.

Then she wouldn't have to worry so much. Even if there were secret meetings in the Harem, no one would dare to interfere.

After several instances of Entering Dao, she suddenly discovered that her long-dormant heart seemed to pulse once more because of Chen Yuan. It wasn't just emotions that stirred her, but her heart was moved.

In the Imperial Study Room, Jingtai was still handling governmental affairs. Upon learning that Noble Consort Yang had returned, but brought neither good nor bad news, he frowned slightly.

The grievances had indeed been resolved and dispelled, but Chen Yuan did not take the initiative to express whether he would marry Pingyang.

This left him somewhat troubled.

He decided to follow Cao Zhengxian's advice, preparing to personally issue an imperial decree for marriage during the upcoming grand court meeting. If Chen Yuan still failed to appreciate the favor, he couldn't complain about being suppressed.

A minister, daring to defy the imperial will, relying on his Merit and reputation, being arrogant and looking down on others. One could only imagine how arrogant he would become once his cultivation improved.

There could even be a possibility of becoming a power minister!

Letting out a breath, Jingtai instructed the eunuch beside him:

"The Noble Consort exerted herself quite a bit for this outing. Have someone prepare a bowl of green bamboo and lotus seed porridge and send it to Chunhua Palace to nourish the Noble Consort's body and let her rest well."

"Your servant obeys."

"Hmm."

When the Imperial Study Room was empty, Jingtai let out a cold snort.

Duke Wu'an Mansion.

After watching Noble Consort Yang depart, Chen Yuan resumed his cultivation.

Though exhausted both physically and mentally, he entered a state of desirelessness, allowing him to abandon distractions more effectively and immerse himself completely in cultivation, potentially yielding better results with less effort.

...

...

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

In a state of saintly cultivation, Chen Yuan continued his practices through the night, only opening his eyes at dawn. As he was about to rise and have some breakfast to satiate his appetite,

the steward of the Marquis Mansion rushed over hurriedly, gasping as he clasped his hands towards Chen Yuan:

"My Lord, my Lord."

"What has happened?"

"When the guards opened the door just now, they found a jade pendant affixed to it, with a hint of blood on it. This old servant didn't dare to delay and immediately reported it to you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan frowned. During his cultivation, he hadn't paid much attention to the entirety of the Marquis Mansion, considering that the estate granted by Jingtai was still quite large in area.

Even if he were to extend his current divine thought entirely, it might not cover the entire estate.

It was rather strange that someone would use such a method to greet him.

Looking at the white jade pendant in his hand, Chen Yuan sniffed it, indeed detecting a faint scent of blood. He pondered for a moment, then enveloped the entire jade pendant with his Divine Thought. It seemed somewhat like a message talisman.

He wanted to see who was playing tricks.

In South City, within a tavern in Divine Capital City.

Xiang Qianfeng took a light sip of his cup of wine, a glint of coldness emanating from his eyes. That jade talisman from this morning was naturally placed on the gate of Duke Wu'an Mansion by him personally.

Originally, he intended to use other methods to force Chen Yuan out of the city, but this guy's movements were too unpredictable, untraceable, and unable to be deduced. Most of his time was spent in cultivation, refusing to leave the city.

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