Poison Genius Consort - Chapter 499

Chapter 499: The Duke of Qin’s instigation Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.

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The carriage gradually rolled to a stop, but neither Long Feiye nor Han Yunxi moved from their seats. One sat with her head bowed, her expression indistinct. The other stared expressionlessly out the window. Finally, Han Yunxi got off first, only for Baili Mingxiang to hasten to her side.

“Esteemed wangfei, let Mingxiang support you.”

Han Yunxi didn’t reply and simply jumped off the carriage herself. She wasn’t some weak and pampered flower, much less an invalid. Who needed to help me off a carriage? Even the driver felt helpless at the sight. In the past, it was always His Highness who helped esteemed wangfei on and off the carriage. This time, Long Feiye broke out of his daze before quietly descending the steps. He cast Han Yunxi a glance before heading towards the imperial study with her following behind him. Baili Mingxiang didn’t go after them, but waited outside with the driver.

Han Yunxi was clearly restless and never realized that Baili Mingxiang wasn’t coming with them. As she walked, she began to have trouble keeping up with Long Feiye and his long strides. He was so tall that one step by him equated to two steps for her. In this moment, she realized that he had always slowed down for her sake in the past. Thinking up to here, she gave up on chasing him and walked at her usual pace. But Long Feiye didn’t slow down; he merely walked faster and faster until the distance between them grew.

Seeing this, Han Yunxi’s expression turned dark. She nearly turned on her heel and left. With his current attitude, he probably won’t even notice if I suddenly disappear. Damned Emperor Tianhui, summoning Long Feiye is enough. Why bother to call for me as well?

Sulking and unhappy, Han Yunxi inwardly cursed Emperor Tianhui the whole way in. By the time she reached the imperial study, Long Feiye had already been waiting for a long time, his face a solid block of ice. She sped up for the last few steps, but had hardly reached him when he stepped inside the room and left her behind.

Long Feiye!

Han Yuni was so angry that she glared at him, but his back didn’t have any eyes to notice her look. She stepped in with a long stride and quickly caught up as if they weren’t strangers, but her expression looked even worse than Long Feiye’s. Emperor Tianhui disliked Long Feiye’s ice face to begin with, but grew even more depressed when he saw Han Yunxi’s expression. Neither husband nor wife were giving him face today. He had absolutely nothing to do with the assassination attempt, so what did they mean by their attitudes?

“Come and have a seat. Yunxi ah, were you frightened this time?” Emperor Tianhui asked in concern as he moved to the tea table. He had summoned them both simply for a chat.

“No,” Han Yunxi replied briskly.