"You scoundrel, what nonsense are you talking about? Last time I told you, absolutely nothing improper exists between Chen Yuan and me. I have a clear conscience, and yet you dare to utter such words?
It's outrageous!!!"
Yang Guifei's hands trembled slightly, evidently quite agitated.
Sima Ke quickly dodged aside, retreating a little distance, and whispered:
"Mother Consort, please calm down. I... I spoke without thinking. But consider the matter carefully, even if just for your son, you need to support me a bit."
"Support you? You are indeed an incorrigible waste. Get out, and do not come to Chunhua Palace again in the future, get out!"
Yang Guifei roared in anger, her face turning sullen.
Seeing his Mother Consort's reaction, Sima Ke nodded repeatedly:
"I take my leave, I take my leave. Please don't be angry. If it affects your health, I will be worried."
After saying this, he moved his lips but swallowed the remaining words and withdrew with a bow.
