"You're leaving?"
After pondering for a moment, Noble Consort Yang spoke.
For some reason, upon seeing Chen Yuan, that inexplicable feeling in her heart arose again, as if they were incredibly close.
Chen Yuan nodded, not feeling surprised, and said:
"Leaving tomorrow, to take the position of Golden Envoy in Liangzhou."
"Congratulations, reaching such a high position at this young age. In the future, your prospects will surely be unimaginable, and our mother and son might truly have to rely on you."
Noble Consort Yang's family's influence was insufficient to help Sima Ke much, especially after Yang Hucheng was exiled to the distant borders, weakening significantly.
The family had no promising descendants.
"That will have to be discussed later."
Chen Yuan did not make any promises to her; he was always extremely wary of Sima Ke and his mother. Even though he had used certain means to influence Noble Consort Yang's mindset, he never considered her one of his own.
