"It's that Chen Hong from the Empress's palace."
Quan Qiyang thought his sister might not know, so he added a sentence for her.
"I know him, brother, what happened?" Consort Yu frowned, then said, "Did he oppose you when you were in Nanyang?"
Consort Yu had heard that Chen Hong's status was no longer the same; he had a strong army of ten thousand under him.
And with the army's general, they were few across the entire Great Song Dynasty.
Even as a Third Grade Martial Artist with her as his sister, though a general, he still had no army under him.
If Chen Hong truly opposed her brother.
Consort Yu really wouldn't know how to help her brother.
Quan Qiyang shook his head and laughed, "Sister, you've misunderstood. Not only did he not oppose me, but he also saved my life on the battlefield, a life-saving grace for your brother.
