When Bai Ke helped Mu Yanming back to the room, he saw that Mu Yanming's face had turned deathly pale, without a hint of color.
He carefully helped Mu Yanming onto the bed and then turned to leave.
Seeing Lu Zixiu and Mo Qinghuan slowly approaching, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.
So when he went out, regardless of his status, he bumped into Mo Qinghuan again, almost knocking her down. Fortunately, Lu Zixiu caught her by the arms.
The two looked at each other and were taken aback for a moment. Lu Zixiu quickly let go of her arms, straightened his clothes and walked into the room to check on Mu Yanming's condition.
He sat on the edge of the bed. There was no sign of anxiety on his face; instead, there was a hint of curiosity.
"Didn't Bai Ke go to fetch the doctor?" Mo Qinghuan walked over and stood at the head of the bed and asked. Looking at Mu Yanming's paper - pale face, she knew that the dose she had given was a bit too heavy, which was why the reaction had occurred so quickly. But she had been worried that the dose would not be enough to make Mu Yanming's illness obvious. However, she had controlled it well and it was definitely within the safe range and would not affect Mu Yanming's health.
Lu Zixiu looked up and gently pursed his lips. "Isn't the Princess Consort a doctor herself? Come quickly and take a look at the Prince."
Lu Zixiu stood up and made way, but Mo Qinghuan didn't sit down immediately. She walked to the cabinet, fetched the medicine box, took out the pulse - cushion, and then sat down by the bed.
"Your Highness, it seems that Bai Ke doesn't trust me very much. So, do you think I should take your pulse now, or should I wait until Bai Ke brings someone here?" She tossed the pulse - cushion from her left hand to her right hand and then back again, but she didn't start right away.
Lu Zixiu was also a bit confused. He looked at Mo Qinghuan and then at Mu Yanming, wondering what kind of game these two were playing.
Mu Yanming gave a light cough. "Didn't you check on me at dawn and say that there was nothing serious?" After saying that, he covered his chest in pain.
He looked up at Mo Qinghuan. He didn't expect that this girl had given such a strong dose of medicine. Now, every time he spoke, there was a stabbing pain in his chest, like needles pricking.
Mo Qinghuan put down the pulse - cushion, grabbed Mu Yanming's wrist and placed it on it, then started to feel his pulse.
However, after taking his pulse, she didn't say a word. She just stood up and walked towards the writing desk, slowly starting to write a prescription.
Just as she finished writing the prescription, Bai Ke rushed in with Chief Physician Tan.
As he came in, he didn't forget to glare at Mo Qinghuan.
Mu Yanming straightened his sleeves and looked at Bai Ke with a gloomy face. Bai Ke hadn't realized what he had done wrong and was still urging the imperial physician.
The imperial physician knelt by the bed and felt Mu Yanming's pulse. His brows furrowed and then relaxed from time to time, which made Bai Ke look extremely anxious.
"Chief Physician Tan, what's wrong with our Prince?"
Chief Physician Tan put away the pulse - cushion. "To reply to Captain Bai, the Prince is just over - tired. He just needs a good rest."
Bai Ke clearly didn't believe it. He grabbed the chief physician's arm and dragged him outside.
Lu Zixiu looked at Mu Yanming's face and also thought that it wasn't as simple as Chief Physician Tan had said, but this illness had come too strangely.
He walked up to Mo Qinghuan and glanced at the prescription out of the corner of his eye. However, Mo Qinghuan folded the prescription, and he only vaguely saw the words "heart disease".
"Bai Ke, see Chief Physician Tan out." Mu Yanming got out of bed covering his chest. Only then did Mo Qinghuan rush over nervously to support him.
She thought to herself that with more people around, it was the perfect time to put on a good show.
Chief Physician Tan must have diagnosed Mu Yanming's myocardial weakness. As for why he didn't say it, it should be because he was going back to report to his master.
Seeing Mu Yanming's gloomy face, Bai Ke's hand that was still holding the imperial physician's arm drooped powerlessly.
"Yes." He respectfully escorted the man out of the Prince's Mansion.
Lu Zixiu felt that the two of them were acting strangely. He also felt that Mu Yanming seemed to be holding on with all his might.
"Your Highness, since you're not feeling well, Zixiu will take his leave first and not disturb your rest."
Mu Yanming nodded while holding his breath.
After everyone had left, Mo Qinghuan told Dan'er to bring a bowl of hot porridge.
"Your Highness, I've really done you a big favor." She sat in front of the bed, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand. She scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and then brought it to Mu Yanming's lips.
"How so?"
Mu Yanming pretended not to know. There was a deep sense of confusion in his eyes as he looked at Mo Qinghuan.
Mo Qinghuan gave a faint smile. "Your Highness, the Emperor has been wary of you for a long time. By doing this, I should be able to make the Emperor relax his vigilance towards you."
Mu Yanming seemed to enjoy being fed by Mo Qinghuan. However, when he heard what Mo Qinghuan said, he let out a cold snort from his nose.
"Doing me a favor? I'm not so sure. You also know that the Emperor is wary of me. You've made up such a serious illness. What if the other party tries to take my life while I'm sick?"
Mo Qinghuan put down the spoon in her hand, placed the bowl on the table, turned around, and handed a cup of tea to Mu Yanming to rinse his mouth.
"Your Highness, although Qinghuan is a woman, I'm not a fool. Your Highness holds so much power. Even if the Emperor wants to take action, he will surely come in person to find out the truth. Am I right?"
She raised her eyebrows and smiled. Just as she was about to say something else, Bai Ke reported at the door, "Your Highness, someone from the palace has come."
Mu Yanming looked at Mo Qinghuan, a smile curling up on his lips. "You were right."
Mo Qinghuan quickly sat down by the bed and continued to feed him.
When the eunuch came in, he saw Mu Yanming's pale face and the porridge in Mo Qinghuan's hand. His eyes flickered for a moment but quickly returned to normal. "To report to the Regent, this old servant is here to deliver the Emperor's oral edict. The Emperor said that the Prince doesn't need to attend the welcome banquet today. Moreover, the Emperor will visit the Prince's mansion in person tomorrow."
Mu Yanming nodded and then covered his chest again.
Seeing this, Mo Qinghuan quickly stroked his chest. To others, it seemed that Mu Yanming was so seriously ill that he needed someone to help him catch his breath when he spoke.
As Mo Qinghuan stroked his chest, she thought to herself how firm his chest muscles were. No wonder this man had such a good figure.
It made sense, though, since Mu Yanming used to get up early every morning to practice sword - fighting.
After the old eunuch finished delivering the message, he left. Bai Ke stood at the door, looking worried.
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The welcome banquet.
The Second Prince and his wife stood on either side of the Queen and walked towards the banquet hall. Originally, no ministers had been invited to this welcome banquet. Apart from the concubines in the palace, there were only the maternal families of the two Princesses Consort and the Gu family.
However, now that everyone had arrived, the Min family, the family of the First Prince's wife, was still nowhere to be seen.
Mu Yichen gently massaged the Queen's shoulders. "Mother, don't worry. Brother said that the people had been found. Big Brother will surely come later."
The Queen turned her head and nodded with a relieved look on her face.
However, as time passed, almost half an hour had passed since the banquet was supposed to start.
The Queen was so anxious that she was sweating on her forehead, but she still didn't wait for them.
Just when Leng Nier suggested helping the Queen to the back hall to rest, the First Prince and his wife, along with the Min family, finally walked into the banquet hall step by step.
The couple walked up to the Queen, knelt down straight and properly, and paid their respects.
The Queen stood up and walked up to the First Prince. The First Prince called out softly, "Mother."
Everyone had thought that after not seeing her son for several days, the Queen would either cry for joy or quickly help him up.
However, no one had expected that such a thing would happen in full view of everyone.