My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 138 - 139: Not a Private Transaction

Chapter 138: Chapter 139: Not a Private Transaction

"Master, after the Prince returned, he went straight to the Chuxiang Garden, and he seemed to be in a bad mood," Dong Yue reported.

Lin Fuying was arranging flowers. She was not really skilled with these elegant tasks, but having seen Yang Shu’s interest in flower arranging yesterday, she had decided to delve into it for a while.

Maybe the next time she entered the palace, she could use this to chat more with Yang Shu.

Upon hearing Dong Yue’s words, Lin Fuying’s joy was almost plastered on her face.

"Is the Prince really not looking happy?"

"Yes, absolutely true."

Lin Fuying chuckled to herself, it seemed Yang Shu had persuaded the Prince, and he was probably going to divorce his wife.

She happily placed the vase in the most conspicuous spot in the room.

"With these decorations in the room, I feel much happier."

Dong Yue, who had long known her dual nature towards Chu Nanli, quickly agreed, "Yes, if Your Highness likes it, I will bring more flowers for you."

"No need, go and watch the movements at the Chuxiang Garden, but make sure the Prince does not find out."

"Yes." Dong Yue complied and left the room.

In the room alone, Lin Fuying, a woman with a delicate appearance, flashed a smug smile and hummed a tune, pleased with herself.

Perhaps soon, she would be the mistress of the War God Residence.

...

Chuxiang Garden.

Chu Nanli was experiencing morning sickness and was resting in the room.

Outside, Yanyan’s voice, deliberately raised, could be heard.

"This servant greets the Prince."

Why had Ye Yunting come?

Chu Nanli’s heart skipped a beat, she quickly drank a cup of bitter melon juice from the table to suppress the nausea, then got up and walked outside.

"Where is your Princess Consort?"

"She is resting in the room."

Soon after, Chu Nanli heard footsteps approaching.

She had just left the room when she saw Ye Yunting walking over from the corridor.

The man’s face was stern, and he looked upset.

What had she done to upset this despicable man now?

Chu Nanli inwardly cursed and said, "What strong wind blew the Prince over today?"

The servants in the courtyard trembled, admiring Chu Nanli’s nerve while fearing they might be implicated later.

Ye Yunting’s expression darkened further.

"Is this the attitude you greet me with?"

Chu Nanli was also surprised.

"The Prince comes over with a cold face; surely I am not expected to kowtow to you."

"Hmph! Sharp-tongued as ever!" Ye Yunting scoffed coldly, and asked, "Who did you meet this morning?"

Chu Nanli was taken aback, then realized what was happening.

So he had come to accuse her.

Fortunately, her interactions with Zhuang Muyan had been witnessed by the servants; otherwise, if someone wanted to slander her, she would have no defense.

"Since the Prince asked this way, do you not already know it was Zhuang Muyan?"

Ye Yunting saw her calm and composed expression but interpreted it as brazenness.

Immediately, he demanded sternly, "Do you really see him as your male disciple? Do you remember your status?"

Chu Nanli replied expressionlessly, "What status? As the Princess Consort of the War God Residence, can’t I even accept a male disciple? Moreover, I have not engaged in private dealings with other men. I accepted him as a disciple during a palace banquet, witnessed by the Empress and others."

Ye Yunting was taken aback, his face growing even more unsightly, he warned coldly, "If you do not want scandals to spread rampantly outside, limit your interactions with him."

Chu Nanli shrugged.

"Everyone knows I and Zhuang Muyan are master and disciple, as long as you’re not thinking dirty, no one will spread rumors."

Ye Yunting’s gaze darkened: "Are you implying that my thoughts are dirty?"

As he spoke, his mind involuntarily flashed to the miscarriage of the "evil seed", his expression chilling to the extreme, he raised his hand and grabbed Chu Nanli by the neck, pressing her against the wall.

Yanyan in shock, cried out, "Your Majesty! Your Highness, please let go!"