"Where have you been?" Hearing Mu Yanming's not - so - good tone, Mo Qinghuan didn't intend to talk to him.
She walked towards the cabinet, preparing to get the medicine.
Mu Yanming stood up and quickly walked up to her. He grabbed her hand that was reaching for the medicine box and said with a cold face, "I'm asking you a question!"
Mo Qinghuan stopped what she was doing, looked up at him and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, Dan'er and Shuang'er are sick. I'm here to get medicine for them. May I ask Your Highness, is there any problem?"
Seeing her somewhat impatient expression, Mu Yanming frowned and let go of her hand.
After Mo Qinghuan took out the medicine from her medical and poison - related space, she was about to walk out. After thinking for a while, she decided to turn back and ask Mu Yanming what was bothering him.
She turned back to look at Mu Yanming and asked softly, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Have you encountered any troubles?"
Seeing that she still knew to care about him, the pent - up anger in Mu Yanming's heart finally eased a bit. He pursed his lips and shook his head, saying gently, "Let's talk after you come back."
"Okay, then I'll go first." Mo Qinghuan took the medicine and went to the side room. She gave the medicine to Dan'er and told her how to take it.
"Can you remember?" She looked up and asked Dan'er. Dan'er nodded with red eyes.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Is it too painful?" She reached out to wipe away Dan'er's tears.
Dan'er sniffed, "Miss, I'm fine. It's not because of the pain. I'm just so touched. Although I've always known that you've never been harsh on me and my sister, I'm still so happy and grateful. I'm grateful to you and to God for letting us meet such a good miss."
Mo Qinghuan was amused by Dan'er's appearance. She rubbed Dan'er's head and said, "Okay, be good. Take the medicine and have a good rest. Don't worry about taking care of me. Just take a few days off."
Dan'er nodded. Mo Qinghuan shook her head tenderly, raising her eyebrows slightly. She was still as confident and bright as ever. "By the way, you'll still get your monthly allowance during the rest."
Hearing this, Dan'er was even more touched and her tears welled up. But this made Mo Qinghuan a bit angry.
She pretended to be angry and stared at Dan'er. "Okay, stop crying. You won't be pretty if you keep crying!"
Dan'er nodded while wiping away her tears.
Finally, Shuang'er made a face at her and she laughed.
"Okay, I'll go back first."
She stood up and walked towards the door. She carefully closed the door for them.
Back in the room, Mu Yanming was sitting at the table drinking tea. Mo Qinghuan walked over and sat down. "Have you eaten?"
Mu Yanming shook his head slightly. "I'm not hungry."
Mo Qinghuan was speechless. How could such a grown - up person not be hungry if they didn't eat?
Did he survive on some kind of spiritual energy...
She got up and wanted to go to the kitchen to bring him some food, but he grabbed her wrist.
"Where are you going?"
Mo Qinghuan smiled helplessly. "I'm going to bring you some food. Bai Ke said you haven't eaten much all day."
Mu Yanming's expression visibly turned cold. "So, it was Bai Ke who came to find you, and that's why you came to bring me food?"
"Yes."
Mu Yanming let go of her hand dejectedly. Mo Qinghuan looked at her own hand and then at Mu Yanming. "You said you'd tell me what happened when I came back. Tell me."
Mu Yanming shook his head and got up to walk towards the bed.
Mo Qinghuan rolled her eyes speechlessly. When she was about to go to sleep, her stomach suddenly growled.
Only then did she remember that she hadn't had lunch or dinner and had been worrying about others.
She opened the door and walked towards the kitchen.
Seeing her leaving back, Mu Yanming frowned slightly. He unconsciously started to follow her.
A sense of uneasiness flashed through his mind and his steps stopped. For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly didn't really want to know what Mo Qinghuan was doing out so late.
But he had already come this far. After thinking for a while, he started walking again.
He followed her all the way to the kitchen. He subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to go back, he saw Lu Zixiu walking towards the kitchen too.
His heart tightened and he froze on the spot.
Lu Zixiu walked into the kitchen. The lights were already off. He only saw a figure but wasn't sure who it was.
And Mo Qinghuan also saw the figure walking in. She thought it was Mu Yanming, so she picked up something and said, "Aren't you not hungry? Why did you follow me?"
Hearing Mo Qinghuan's voice, Lu Zixiu smiled. "So it's the Princess. I thought it was some reckless thief who came to the Prince's Mansion's kitchen to steal food."
Mo Qinghuan also recognized Lu Zixiu's voice. She walked towards him with a smile, picked up a bun from the plate and handed it to Lu Zixiu. "Here, thief, eat."
Lu Zixiu took it with a smile. The two leaned against the stove and ate while chatting and laughing.
After a while, Mo Qinghuan let out a satisfied sigh. "I'm full. It's time to go back."
She went back to the steamer, took three buns and was about to leave. Lu Zixiu asked with a smile, "Are you bringing supper for the Prince?"
Mo Qinghuan nodded. But thinking of Mu Yanming's awkward look, she shook her head helplessly.
"Okay, I'll go back."
Seeing her walking out, Mu Yanming quickly hid behind the rockery and started walking back.
He finally managed to jump in through the window before Mo Qinghuan turned the corner. Then he sat at the table expressionlessly, pretending nothing had happened.
Mo Qinghuan pushed the door open and saw Mu Yanming still sitting at the table with a teacup in his hand. She sat down, put the food box on the table, took the teacup from Mu Yanming's hand and said with a smile, "Your Highness, if you're hungry, you can't fill your stomach with just tea. You need to eat something."
She opened the food box, took out the plate and pushed it in front of Mu Yanming.
"Eat."
Looking at the buns, Mu Yanming felt a bit guilty for having thought that way about her just now. So he picked up a bun and started eating.
Mo Qinghuan propped her chin up and watched Mu Yanming eat. As expected of a high - and - mighty flower, his eating manner was so elegant.
If she was hungry, she wouldn't care about her image at all. As long as she could be full.
Seeing Mo Qinghuan staring at him all the time, Mu Yanming coughed softly. Mo Qinghuan came back to her senses and quickly poured him a cup of tea.
Mu Yanming only ate one bun and said he wouldn't eat anymore.
Mo Qinghuan couldn't help frowning. Such a strong man ate less than she did...
Could it be that he was embarrassed to eat because she was here?
Thinking of this, she covered her mouth and yawned. "Yawn, I'm sleepy. I'll go to bed first."
The newly - moved screen was placed in front of the bed as she asked, so one couldn't see the bed directly when entering the door. So she hid behind the screen, took off her clothes and prepared to go to bed.
Just as she took off her outer clothes and was about to hang them on the screen, she turned around and saw Mu Yanming already leaning against the screen.
She covered her chest and gasped for breath. "Please, scaring people can kill them."
Seeing her pouting, Mu Yanming's Adam's apple twitched slightly. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."
He stepped closer to Mo Qinghuan. "What wrong thing have you done?"
Mo Qinghuan hung the clothes on the screen, climbed onto the bed and said, "I haven't done anything wrong!"
Saying that, she got into the quilt.