"Has Her Majesty the Empress left?"
The couple leaned their heads to look behind and found the room was indeed empty. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief, patting their robes and getting up.
Before Chen Mo could speak, He Yuzhi twisted his ear with her backhand.
"You little brat, you're truly fearless, daring to provoke anyone!"
"Tell me, when did things start between you and Her Majesty? And the Empress... what's your relationship with her?"
Chen Zhuo's face turned iron-blue as he coldly said, "The Chen Family may not be a renowned scholarly family, but we've upheld a clean and proper reputation. How did we raise a rebel son like you?!"
Yesterday, he went out for socializing and returned late at night, drunk as could be, unable to walk straight.
Just as he lay down on the bed, He Yuzhi told him that Her Majesty the Consort was sleeping in the East Wing with Chen Mo. He thought his wife must be drunk too, or she wouldn't be talking nonsense.
