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Chapter 3642: 4.1242 Asking for Help

"Not again," the old ghost's voice echoed, "trying to tempt him with power."

Too bad. This minor issue, he could handle it easily himself, without needing his so-called help.

Duan Yue's eyes were utterly cold. He spat out one word at the old man, "Scram."

The ancient voice instantly vanished from his mind.

Duan Yue frowned slightly and quickly left Noble Consort Duan's bedchamber, heading directly for Taiji Palace.

"It's time to elevate Qing Guiren's status," Duan Yue's cold voice resonated in the silent air.

It sounded as if he was talking to himself, but a few dark figures quickly departed in the distance.

Duan Yue strolled alone back to the entrance of Taiji Palace. His gaze suddenly turned icy, and he glanced slightly backward.

A figure in a small floral dress suddenly darted out from the side and lunged into Duan Yue's arms.

Duan Yue's eyes were quick and his leg even quicker. He directly kicked the woman, who was literally asking for death, sending her flying.

He was already in a bad mood, and now with this incident, his handsome face became even darker, his eyes glinting with cold light.

"Aren't you going to drag her away?"

As his chilly voice barely sounded, two dark figures emerged from behind him. Without a word, they stepped forward, grabbed the woman's arms, and dragged her towards the edge of the flower path.

The woman, who had been kicked and was in too much pain to speak, became even more frantic when she saw the two hidden guards come to drag her away without a word.

Her small face turned pale as she struggled and shrieked, "Fourth Prince, Fourth Prince!! I am Chen Baojia, I, I... Ah. Let go, don't grab me! Your Highness, I am Chen, Chen Baojia, the daughter of the Divine State's Left Prime Minister!"

"We know each other, we! We're from the same academy!"

"We've met, we've met. We went to the Sun-Moon Secret Realm together, ah... Fourth Prince."

Duan Yue watched the disheveled woman before him with an indifferent expression.

He noticed that she had distinct red five-finger marks on her left cheek, and wounds on her neck and arms, as if she had been whipped.

He sneered, his gaze sweeping over her. "Why are you here?"

A hidden guard stepped forward and whispered a few words of report into his ear.

Duan Yue's stern eyes swept over Chen Baojia's tear-stained face. He said coldly, "Since you are already the Crown Prince's concubine, you belong to the Crown Prince. What are you doing running all the way from the Eastern Palace to my Taiji Palace?"

This Miss Chen is truly amusing. She refused to be the proper second daughter of the Divine State's Left Prime Minister and actually ran to Cangzhou, following Crown Prince Rong Li without any official title?

She was given the absurd title of "Consort Jia," but in reality, she had no status, not even comparable to the lowest-ranking concubine by the Crown Prince's side.

This so-called Consort Jia wasn't even on the Crown Prince's harem roster...

"Fourth Prince, I beg you for something," Chen Baojia shrieked desperately. "I, I, I just want, want to return to the Divine State with you. I, I..."

"She's over there!" Suddenly, several ragged shouts interrupted Chen Baojia.

Duan Yue looked over and saw several Eastern Palace guards furiously rushing towards them.

Chen Baojia's face immediately changed. She struggled fiercely to break free from the hidden guards' grip, incessantly screaming, "Your Highness, Fourth Prince, save me, please save me! Take me back to the Divine State, I beg you! Take me back..."

Several Eastern Palace guards had already lunged forward aggressively, twisting Chen Baojia's arm. "Let's go!"