Poison Genius Consort - Chapter 425

Chapter 425: His Highness Duke of Qin has his little moods too Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.

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Since Baili Mingxiang dropped by in person, Han Yunxi lost one more excuse to leave the estate. She wasn’t even allowed to visit Seventh Madame and little Yi’er at the Han Estate. Despite being a single mother, Seventh Madame had taken the Han Clan firmly in hand. Besides the four medical clinics situated throughout the capital, she’d also opened a for-profit pharmacy. Everything was going very smoothly.

Of course, much of this was due to the Duke of Qin’s help from the shadows. Otherwise, a fallen house could never have recovered so quickly in the capital city. There were many things that Han Yunxi had no idea about at all.

Although she was fully recovered by now, she still had to live the days of an invalid at home. Long Feiye didn’t go out much these days either, but paid daily visits to Leisurely Cloud Pavilion. In the mornings he’d come to have tea, and in the evenings he’d drop by to see if she was sleeping. He was still as taciturn as ever. In the instances when he’d come after Han Yunxi had gone to bed, all he did was tuck her in before leaving again.

After today’s morning tea, Long Feiye was about to leave when Han Yunxi called him back with a murmur. “Your Highness, come to the study, I want to show you something.” She led the way and he followed without a word.

Su Xiaoyu and Zhao mama immediately swept forward in their wake to clean up the tea things.

“Zhao mama, will His Highness always come to drink tea here in the future?” Su Xiaoyu asked curiously.

Zhao mama was all aflutter. “Probably!”

“His Highness isn’t busy these days?” Su Xiaoyu asked next.

“Whether or not he’s busy, His Highness always has his morning tea,” Zhao mama was ignorant of Su Xiaoyu’s treacherous schemes, lost in the joy of seeing her master and mistress in love. There shouldn’t be many steps left before His Highness and esteemed wangfei now.

Su Xiaoyu didn’t speak, but glanced at the little stove by the tea table. She didn’t have much time left. Chu Qingge would arrive at the capital in a few more days, and her master perhaps earlier than that. What was she supposed to tell him then?! It had already been a year, but she’d fail to accomplish something so simple! Aye!