Upon hearing these words, Hu Mei'Er's long eyebrows furrowed, and her chest heaved slightly, giving the impression of something tantalizingly about to reveal itself.
Since entering the palace as Noble Consort Hu, no one had dared speak to her so boldly, let alone speak such flippant words.
If it were someone else, Hu Mei'Er would have long ordered them dragged out and executed.
Hu Mei'Er bit her lip and already categorized Chen Mo as a lecherous type in her heart, but on the surface, she smiled charmingly, "General Chen is truly bold. I am the Emperor's consort, and yet General Chen dares to covet me."
"Not at all, compared to Noble Consort, I am still far behind," Chen Mo smiled slightly, thinking that Hu Mei'Er's group of Nan Zhou remnants all wished to overthrow the Great Song dynasty.
Hu Mei'Er covered her mouth with a laugh and then said, "I am but a plain woman who is already married. How could I have designs to be with General Chen?"
