She thought for a while, but still couldn't recall anything about the mansion in her dream. Besides, she was hungry, so she got up and headed for the dining hall.
When she arrived, Mu Yanming was already sitting at the head of the table.
She didn't stand on ceremony. She walked over, sat down at the table, picked up the bowl, and was about to start eating.
Suddenly, she heard a soft snort from Mu Yanming's nose. Then he stood up and walked out without looking back.
Mo Qinghuan turned around in confusion and looked at the maids in the hall. "What's wrong with the prince?"
The maids all shook their heads. One of the bolder ones took a step forward. "Your Highness, the prince seemed to be in a rather bad mood when he came."
Mo Qinghuan picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. She thought while chewing, but after thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure out what was wrong.
So she complained, "He was fine when he got up. What's wrong with him for no reason? Does he have a split personality?"
After she was full, she put down the bowl and walked towards Jingting Garden. She still had to ask Mu Yanming's opinion about the situation of the eldest prince's consort.
When she came to the gate of the courtyard of the study, just as she was about to go in, the guards at the gate suddenly raised their hands to block her.
She widened her eyes and looked at the two guards. "What are you two doing?"
The guard looked at Mo Qinghuan with a look of embarrassment. "Your Highness, please forgive us. It was the prince's order that no one should be allowed to disturb him."
Mo Qinghuan craned her neck and took a look. The door of the study was tightly closed. "Not even me?"
The guard said dutifully, "The prince not only said no one, but also said, especially the princess."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other guard glared at him and quickly tried to smooth things over. "Your Highness, the prince must be busy. If you have anything to say, this subordinate can report it on your behalf."
Mo Qinghuan glanced at the guard just now and turned around to walk back. As she was walking, she could still hear the guard scolding the other one.
"Are you stupid or what!"
The other guard obviously looked a bit unconvinced. "How am I stupid?"
"Heh, if you're not stupid, then what is stupid? It's so obvious that the prince and the princess are in a fight, and you can't even tell."
Mo Qinghuan quietly looked back and saw the scolded guard scratching his head. "How did you tell?"
She pricked up her ears and listened. She also wanted to know how this young guard could tell.
She only heard the guard say, "The prince came in first and specifically ordered that the princess not be allowed to come. Then the princess came right after. Obviously, the princess came to make up with the prince."
"Why did the prince and the princess have a fight?" the guard asked with a look of innocence.
The other guard rolled his eyes. "How would I know? If you want to know, go ask the prince."
After listening to their conversation, Mo Qinghuan walked to the pavilion in the front yard and sat down. She propped her chin and thought about what on earth had gone wrong with Mu Yanming. However, she still couldn't figure it out.
Uncle Zhong rushed over in a hurry to report. "Your Highness, where's the prince? The emperor is here. He's already in the main hall."
Mo Qinghuan suddenly came back to her senses. She stood up and walked towards Jingting Garden. The guards at the gate immediately looked embarrassed and raised their arms when they saw Mo Qinghuan.
"I don't have time to waste with you. Hurry up and go in to report. Tell the prince that the emperor is here." She said in one breath, then supported her stomach and stood at the door waiting.
She seemed to have got a stitch in her side because she had come in such a hurry.
As soon as her voice fell, Mu Yanming opened the door and walked out.
However, when he passed by Mo Qinghuan, he didn't even give her a glance.
The two guards lowered their heads, afraid of seeing something they shouldn't.
Mo Qinghuan quickly chased after him. When Mu Yanming was about to turn into the main hall, she caught up with him.
She adjusted her breathing and smiled as she supported Mu Yanming. But the words she said were gritted through her teeth. "Your Highness, you're very ill. Let your concubine support you."
Mu Yanming glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. There seemed to be something melting in his cold eyes, and then he let her support him and walked in.
"Greetings to Your Majesty the Emperor." Mu Yanming bent down with difficulty to pay his respects. His weak appearance all fell into Mu Linyi's eyes.
Mo Qinghuan also followed his actions to pay her respects and deliberately made it look like she was supporting Mu Yanming.
Although she had her head down, she secretly looked up at the emperor and the young woman sitting beside him. She recognized the woman. It was the concubine who had pretended to be ill last time. However, she didn't expect that for such an important matter as visiting the regent, the emperor would bring not the queen but Concubine Li.
She carefully sized up Mu Linyi's face again, the face that was the same as her master's.
She really couldn't figure out what connection there was among all these...
Just as she was looking intently, suddenly she felt her hand being pinched hard. It hurt so much that she quickly withdrew her gaze and looked at Mu Yanming.
Only then did she realize that she had been distracted and hadn't heard a single word of what the two of them had said.
"The regent must be too tired, so he has exhausted his body. Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, why not give the regent a vacation and let him have a good rest." Concubine Li stood up and walked behind Mu Linyi to massage his shoulders.
The emperor patted her hand and smiled complacently. "What my love said makes sense." Then he looked at Mu Yanming. "What's your opinion, nephew?"
Mu Yanming nodded slightly. His face was expressionless, and his voice was also without any fluctuation as he said, "I'll follow Your Majesty's arrangements."
The smile on Mu Linyi's face froze. He had so obviously thrown Mu Yanming a way out, but he didn't expect that Mu Yanming not only didn't take it but also threw it back to him.
Concubine Li also noticed that Mu Linyi was in a bad mood and quickly tried to smooth things over. "Oh, Your Highness, you know that the emperor wants you to stay and help him."
Mu Linyi quickly took over the conversation. "Yes, that's what I think. But now you've been working hard for the country. This time, especially for looking for my son, you haven't slept for several days and have fallen ill. I really feel bad. So, why don't you take this opportunity to rest for a few more days. Come back to help me whenever you want."
Mu Yanming nodded. "Since Your Majesty has said so, this prince will not decline."
Mo Qinghuan saw him frown slightly and quickly cooperated by gently stroking his chest.
Mu Linyi watched their actions and the thin sweat oozing slightly from Mu Yanming's forehead. He raised his eyebrows slightly. "Since nephew is tired, I won't disturb your rest. My love, let's return to the palace."
He put his arm around Concubine Li and walked out. But Mu Yanming didn't go to see him off.
When they walked out of the gate of the regent's mansion, the smile on Mu Linyi's face gradually turned cold. "I didn't expect that Mu Yanming is really that ill. My love, did you see just now? He couldn't even sit still, and he had to catch his breath when speaking. If no one had supported him just now, I'm afraid he would have slipped off the chair. Hahaha."
When Concubine Li heard him say this, her heart felt stuffy, but she couldn't show it on her face. She had to purse her lips tightly, and her hands hidden in her sleeves were also tightly clenched.
Are you really that ill... Why did it happen so suddenly...