CHAPTER 1463: CHAPTER 1411: SOME THINGS CAN’T WITHSTAND SCRUTINY

"How’s Yun’er?" Tang Consort suddenly asked.

Chen Xi looked at Tang Consort with a strange expression, even seeing Tang Consort feeling a bit awkward herself.

Finally, Chen Xi smiled brightly, "If I didn’t know your age, I’d think Jia Yun was your daughter. You should at least add a ’sister’."

"When I call her Yun’er, she has to accept it." Tang Consort gave Chen Xi a sidelong glance.

"..." This time, Chen Xi was truly taken aback, as Tang Consort’s expression clearly showed she wasn’t lying.

"Was Wen He’s late wife your sister?" This was the only thing Chen Xi could think of.

Tang Consort just shook her head without explaining, instead asking a question, "Is Li Youu Li Ru?"

Chen Xi was silent for a moment before nodding, estimating Tang Consort already had some insight, yet he added, "How did you know?"

"Do you know how I left Luoyang safely after Li Ru poisoned His Majesty?" Tang Consort said with a slightly bitter expression, even after many years, she couldn’t forget that day.

"Wen He helped you out; otherwise, with Wen Ru’s ruthlessness, you would surely be dead. Don’t say something like carrying a child could save you. He wouldn’t mind eliminating himself for the sake of his aspirations." Chen Xi sighed, as Li Ru was also the kind of character who would dirty his hands and heart for his ideals, just like Cao Cao.

"Yes, Wen He indeed helped me, and Dong Zhuo had no chance to target me also because Wen He said that, after all, I was the Empress of the Young Emperor. To murder the former monarch and take me in would make him the target of all. It would scatter the heroes, better to wait a while and let the people forget, then marry me." Tang Consort spoke as if she wasn’t the one involved.

It was around this time Chen Xi remembered that Dong Zhuo was right there during the regicide, and Jia Xu needed a reason to save someone; it wasn’t that simple.

"Jia Wenhe didn’t have it easy either." Chen Xi laughed dryly, then shifted the topic, "It seems like you don’t hold much resentment towards Wen Ru; would you be willing to go to Ye City? I think going there would be better than staying with the Tang Family."

"As an Emperor, to lose one’s throne is one thing. But after being forced to abdicate and still not thinking of a retreat, living in indulgence every night, I had foreseen that day coming." Tang Consort shook her head.

"So, will you go?" Chen Xi asked. Tang Consort’s mindset was quite peculiar, but she was certainly a wise person, so seeing the situation clearly wasn’t impossible.

"I won’t go. If I go, I won’t be able to be friends with Zhaoji, and Wen He would lose a friend." Tang Consort sighed softly.

"Wen He didn’t keep you in Luoyang back then to protect you." Chen Xi said very earnestly. Although there was some notion of seeing Jia Xu’s misfortune, better to break ten temples than a single marriage. It looked hopeful back then, "At that time, Dong Zhuo was powerful."

Tang Consort tilted her head slightly, looking at Chen Xi’s solemn face, waving her sleeve, "Marquis Chen, although Wen He may not tell you much about me, the fact you’re here with his message implies your relationship isn’t too bad. What do you think is in his mind..."

Tang Consort pointed her slender white finger at her temple, looking calmly at Chen Xi. At this moment, Chen Xi was speechless. With Jia Xu’s ability, if he really wanted someone to stay, they would definitely stay, but he let Tang Consort leave the city.

Perhaps for any consort of that time, being able to return safely to their hometown was already a divine blessing, but for Tang Consort, it was all too clear.

"So, for him, I wasn’t more important than his ideals. I’ve seen Wen He in his thirties coming to Luoyang as a Filial and Incorrupt candidate, full of spirit, and also seen his frustration over the years unable to fully utilize his learning." Tang Consort shook her head.

Actually, Tang Consort left one thing unsaid, but by this stage, Chen Xi already understood. Tang Consort and Jia Xu indeed had a tangled account.

Chen Xi scratched his head. He actually wanted to ask another question now: When exactly was Liu Min born? If rumors were true and she was already pregnant in the palace, then since Jia Wenhe had already rescued her, he wouldn’t have directly sent her back to Yingchuan.

On one hand, Jia Xu wasn’t blind, on the other hand, Tang Consort knew how to speak. If she was truly pregnant, historical records would have noted it, and Tang Consort wouldn’t have been oblivious, enduring the journey back to Yingchuan—especially given the transportation of the time, she wasn’t made of iron.

For Liu Bian’s sake, or for herself, Tang Consort would have mentioned it. Well, actually, whether for Liu Bian or for herself, if Tang Consort knew her condition, she would have spoken about it.

And directly sending her back to Yingchuan—that could only mean Tang Consort herself wasn’t aware of her condition. If so, the records in history could only have been deduced by tracking back Tang Consort’s timeline.

"Is there something else you want to ask, Marquis Chen?" Tang Consort had no intention of making things difficult for Chen Xi.

"Um, just now, was that your son?" Chen Xi tugged at his mouth and said.

"Hmm?" Tang Consort clearly showed a look of doubt. Her identity predestined that her child could easily be used as a banner, and historically, puppets never met a good end, so her expression clearly turned unpleasant.

"Rest assured, I have no such intentions, I’m just curious, the Head of the Tang Family says he wasn’t born during the Zhongping Years." Chen Xi naturally diverted the topic.

Tang Consort looked at Chen Xi expressionlessly, saying nothing. This time Chen Xi was genuinely embarrassed; he seemed to have stumbled upon something rather shocking.

Emperor Shao of Han, Liu Bian, died on the third day of March; however, his only officially recorded son wasn’t born in the year of his death...

"Cough, cough, cough. I’ll take my leave first; it was inappropriate of me." Chen Xi awkwardly took a couple of steps back, preparing to leave; indeed, some matters couldn’t bear scrutiny.

Tang Consort didn’t speak, nor did she make any particular gesture. After Chen Xi slipped out, he noticeably breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, some matters, even if known, should be taken as if unknown. Perhaps Liu Min, like the First Emperor, was born after a full cycle of a year, cough, cough, cough... this example has issues...

"Sigh..." After Chen Xi left, he heard a haunting sigh in the courtyard, not knowing for whom it was.

"Head of the Tang Family, please treat Tang Consort well in the future. If there’s anything needed, feel free to take it from the Government Office. We will prepare any supplies necessary." Not long after Chen Xi came out, he met Tang Mao. Uncertain of what to say, after a moment of silence, he organized his words.

"The Tang Family lacks nothing, but thanks to Marquis Chen nonetheless." Tang Mao cupped his hands and said. He was quite interested in what Chen Xi and Tang Consort had discussed, but Chen Xi didn’t disclose.

"Hmm..." Chen Xi hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Head of the Tang Family, if time allows, you can take Tang Consort to Ye City. Visiting old friends could be beneficial."