Chapter 379: Handsome Supervisor's Intense Flirtation 02

Feng Zhu panicked upon hearing it, hastily saying, "No way, Your Highness, the Supervisor himself is coming to pick you up today; making him wait…… I don't have the guts for that."

Hearing that, Jin Chen stopped in his tracks, quickly walked a few steps and opened the door, saying, "What did you say? Who is coming to fetch me?"

"……Supervisor, Xuan Che?"

How could it be him personally coming to fetch me.

Jin Chen frowned slightly, his thoughts momentarily stagnating.

In the original plot, Xuan Che also received the imperial edict to come to Jiangnan to fetch the original body, but he did not agree, which led to the original body being assassinated.

I haven't even intervened yet, so how has the plot already changed?

【0731, hurry up and investigate the cause clearly.】

Jin Chen gave instructions while quickly walking out.

Everything to be taken had been prepared in advance by the servants, but this time returning, the emperor specially ordered that no servants or guards may follow; only I may return to the palace alone.

This is likely because they fear a prince secretly building power, wanting to nip it in the bud.

While thinking, Jin Chen already saw the person waiting outside the manor.

He bore a noble aura, a dark purple cloak draped over his tall, upright frame; beneath his misty brows, his phoenix eyes were both dignified and alluring, a faint smile touching his crimson lips, with a hint of yin-like softness between his brows.

As he glanced over, Xuan Che's eyelids lifted slightly, his eyes instantly seeming to hold water, captivating the soul.

【Detected the world's plot villain, current Blackening Value 90; mission requirement: reduce Blackening Value to zero, change the villain's tragic ending.】

At this point I should not know him.

Jin Chen lowered his gaze and walked over, unfolding his paper fan in hand, one hand behind his back as he swayed the fan forward.

"Are you the person Father Emperor sent this time to fetch me?"

He is handsome, having grown up in the watery countryside of Jiangnan, possessing the grace of an orchid and jade tree, his countenance as smooth as jade.

Even though his words seem somewhat frivolous, listening to them causes no irritation whatsoever.

But only Xuan Che thinks that way; the waiting eunuch Yan An at the side was almost scared to kneel by Jin Chen's rude attitude.

"Third Prince, Your Highness, this person is……"

"I am the one the Emperor sent to fetch you."

Before Yan An could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xuan Che's sudden voice; seeing this, he was somewhat astonished, though he couldn't gauge what the adult meant, he dared not say more.

Xuan Che smiled faintly, bowing slightly toward Jin Chen.

Now it was Jin Chen's turn to be at a loss.

How could my wife really intend to hide her identity—what game is she playing now?

"Your Highness, why aren't you speaking?"

Seeing Jin Chen dazed, Xuan Che asked again, his eyes hinting at probing.

Jin Chen noticed, dispelled the doubt in his eyes, put on a smile again and approached, saying, "Nothing much—I just didn't expect that the person Father Emperor casually sent would be this good‑looking; truly a pleasure to behold."

"Your Highness truly overwhelms me; I am merely…… whether I am good‑looking or not, I still fear sullying Your Highness's eyes."

Xuan Che covered his lips with his sleeve, the light in his phoenix eyes flowing and shifting.

I can't bear him calling himself "slave" all the time; Jin Chen frowned, displeased, "Since you've left the palace and serve by my side, you needn't call yourself a slave—do you have a name?"

"Slave, I am called…… Xiao Qi."

Hearing him say that, Xuan Che didn't know whether to be pleased or displeased; the probing in his eyes lessened, replaced by genuine amusement.

"Then I will call you Xiao Qi; on this return to the capital, you will ride in the same carriage as me."

Yan An was almost numbed by their conversation.

The Third Prince has been away from the capital for a long time, so not knowing Supervisor Xuan Che is normal, but why is even the Supervisor accompanying him in this folly……

Upon hearing Jin Chen's last words, he hurried forward to try to dissuade them.

You know the adult dislikes most sharing a carriage with others, feeling it unclean.

"Reporting to the Third Prince, the journey is long and winding; if you find it boring, I have arranged two maids to keep you entertained."

Yan An didn't notice; as he spoke those words, Xuan Che's face beside him suddenly turned cold, and a vague irritation welled up in his heart.

Jin Chen saw this, shook his fan and laughed, "Vulgar—I, Your Highness, don't like vulgar people; having Xiao Qi accompany me is just fine."

He glanced back, saw the luggage already packed, then slightly lifted his chin at the dazed Feng Zhu, "Wait here properly; after we return to the capital, I will ask Father Emperor for permission and then take you back."

"Yes, sir! Your Highness, please remember!" Feng Zhu began to feel reluctant again; his lifelong duty has been to protect the Highness, and he has never been separated for this long before!

Jin Chen waved his fan at him, took Xuan Che's hand, and boarded the carriage that looked the most luxurious.

The earlier irritation faded, and Xuan Che belatedly felt a bit puzzled.

When did he become so easily swayed in his emotions by others?

Having come to his senses, he found himself already pulled into the carriage by Jin Chen; the carriage interior was spacious—calling it a fully equipped small room would not be an exaggeration, with all facilities complete and decoration even more luxurious.

Jin Chen knew this carriage was Xuan Che's; the one meant to fetch him was the one behind.

But wearing that innocent face, he is quite adept at feigning ignorance.

"Your Highness, you really don't need maids to accompany you?" Xuan Che asked again with a bright smile, "Could it be because Your Highness has…… a taste for male love?"

Another probing remark.

Jin Chen can now be absolutely certain that his wife in this world is somewhat strange.

He showed nothing on his face, lazily leaning against the couch, rubbing Xuan Che's hand twice, exuding charm.

"What male love? I don't have that; I just want you to keep me company."

After saying that, he frowned as if unhappy, "You don't want to accompany me? Then you can get out."

Before Xuan Che could speak, he himself grew sullen, unfolded the fan and covered his face with it, ignoring everyone.

Thinking to himself about youthful temperament, Xuan Che also found it quite amusing, reached out to tug at Jin Chen's sleeve cuff, shaking it lightly, his tone soft as spring water.

"It was I who spoke wrongly; Your Highness, please don't be angry, otherwise I truly won't know what to do."

In the next instant, his hand was grasped again by Jin Chen, who even pinched it as if punishing him, and a clear voice sounded immediately.

I told you not to call yourself a slave in my presence—why do you still not remember?

The fan swayed across his face with his speaking motion.

"... I'm just used to it, Your Highness, don't be upset."

Xuan Che blinked slightly; those words felt much more sincere.

"Then you should get used to the new form of address," Jin Chen thought for a moment and said bluntly.

You serve in the Imperial Father's hall, surely you observe many rules; once you enter the palace, may I ask the Imperial Father to let you come to me? Then, by my side, you won't have to worry about so many things.

Your Highness, are you serious?

"A gentleman's word is as weighty as nine tripods—how could I deceive you?" Jin Chen snorted, rather proud and coquettish.

Who would have thought it would make Xuan Che laugh softly, and it took a while before he stopped.

In that case, slave... I will remember, Your Highness, don't go back on your word.

The last half of his words carried deep meaning, seeming like hope yet also like a joke.