Mo Qinghuan couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing. She picked up the medicine chest and walked outside.
"We're going back."
He took her hand and walked out.
But Leng Hanyue suddenly called out to him, "Don't leave tonight. It's been more than four years since we last saw each other. Stay and have a drink before you go."
"Not possible. I still have a lot of things to do."
Leng Hanyue leaned back on the couch again, with a rather disdainful tone. "Look, what's the point of being the regent king?"
"It's not as carefree as you."
After saying that, he walked outside. Leng Hanyue got out of bed and followed him all the way to the door.
"Fine. Wait until you're not busy another day. You must come over for a drink."
Mu Yanming proudly raised his eyebrows. "Sure, but you have to take your medicine on time as Qinghuan told you. I don't want to be sitting on your grave drinking with you the next time I come."
Mo Qinghuan stifled her laughter. She never thought that Mu Yanming actually had a sarcastic side.
She got on the carriage with Mu Yanming. But after they quieted down, the atmosphere suddenly became very strange. Her mind was full of what Leng Hanyue had said.
You've liked her since you were a child...
This sentence kept clamoring in her mind. She rubbed her head in annoyance.
Mu Yanming noticed her movement and looked up at her.
"What's wrong?"
She immediately calmed down. She sat upright there, looking straight ahead, not daring to look around at all.
— He likes Mo Qinghuan...
She didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.
The happy part was that it seemed the person she liked also liked her. But, it also seemed that the person he liked was Mo Qinghuan.
...
They returned to the Regent's Mansion.
Bai Ke rushed over to report. "Your Highness, we've found Ata Huan."
Mu Yanming let go of Mo Qinghuan's hand and followed Bai Ke.
As he walked, he asked, "Where is she? Is she safe?"
Bai Ke shook his head. "Not good. She's seriously injured and still in a coma."
"Have you found out who did this?"
Bai Ke lowered his head and remained silent.
Mu Yanming followed Bai Ke to the courtyard that had been prepared for Ata Huan.
He pushed open the door and walked in, seeing Ata Huan lying pale on the bed.
Bai Ke stood behind Mu Yanming. "Your Highness, should we invite the princess consort to come and take a look at her?"
Mu Yanming looked at Bai Ke with a solemn face. Bai Ke immediately lowered his head and apologized. "Yes, it was my slip of the tongue. I'll send someone to invite a doctor right away."
"No need. Go and invite the princess consort."
Bai Ke secretly let out a sigh of relief and left the courtyard to head towards the Yangyang Palace.
Mo Qinghuan had just returned to the Yangyang Palace. After sitting in the carriage for more than an hour, she was really about to fall apart.
She had just lain down on the chaise lounge when Bai Ke rushed over.
"Bai Ke, you're blocking my sunlight." She opened her eyes and glared at Bai Ke, looking angry.
Bai Ke didn't expect that as soon as he came over, before he even had time to react, he was suddenly scolded by Mo Qinghuan.
He was almost so scared that he forgot what he had come for.
He moved aside and thought for a long time before he finally remembered.
Then he stepped forward and said to Mo Qinghuan with a beaming smile, "Princess Consort, that... Ata Huan is seriously injured. Do you think you could go and take a look..."
Mo Qinghuan lazily lifted her eyelids. "Was it the king's order?"
Bai Ke was taken aback. To be honest, he really didn't know how to answer his princess consort's question.
If he said it was the king's order, it didn't seem entirely so. If he said it wasn't, it seemed like it was.
After all, if it weren't for the king's tacit approval, he wouldn't be standing here at this moment.
Seeing that Bai Ke didn't say a word, Mo Qinghuan closed her eyes again.
"I'm not going."
Bai Ke quickly said, "Yes, oh no, it was my own idea."
Mo Qinghuan stood up and winked at Dan'er. Dan'er then went to pick up the medicine chest.
Bai Ke looked at Mo Qinghuan in trepidation, not knowing whether Mo Qinghuan believed what he had just said or not.
He had no choice but to lower his head and obediently follow behind Mo Qinghuan.
When they reached the side courtyard, Mu Yanming was standing in the yard.
When Mo Qinghuan saw him, she teased, "Your Highness, why are you standing here in the cold wind?"
Bai Ke stood behind, stifling his laughter. "If the king were inside, I'm afraid the princess consort wouldn't have the time to tease but would be busy getting jealous instead."
"Bai Ke!"
Mo Qinghuan glared at Bai Ke. Bai Ke pretended to be frightened and quickly shut his mouth.
"Alright, stop fooling around."
Mu Yanming gave Bai Ke a look, and Bai Ke really stood there obediently, not smiling at all.
Mo Qinghuan let out a soft snort and walked into the house.
As soon as she entered the room, she smelled a pungent smell of blood.
She walked to the bedside and couldn't help frowning.
"Why hasn't anyone changed her clothes?"
She was still wearing the red dress she had on the morning she went missing. After the blood had dried, it had coagulated and stuck to her skin along with the clothes.
Bai Ke stood at the door and said with a smile, "Princess Consort, there are no female attendants to serve the princess. We're all rough and clumsy men. It wouldn't be appropriate for us to help her change clothes, right..."
Mo Qinghuan let out a "tut" sound and told Dan'er to go and prepare hot water to help her change the clothes that were already stuck to her body first.
"Princess Consort, her injuries seem very serious! Will she not be saved?"
While wringing out the towel and handing it to Mo Qinghuan, Dan'er asked.
Mo Qinghuan shook her head. While Dan'er had gone to fetch water just now, she had secretly activated the Medical Poison Space to scan Ata Huan's body.
She found that although there were many wounds on her body, they all perfectly avoided the vital parts. Even the amount of blood loss had been well - controlled.
Why? Did the other person not want her life but just wanted to give her a hard time, or was it just for show?
Seeing Mo Qinghuan in a daze, Dan'er softly called out to her. When she didn't respond, Dan'er gently patted her on the shoulder.
"Princess Consort, what's wrong with you?"
She came back to her senses and continued to clean Ata Huan's wounds. After a while, when the clothes and skin separated, she and Dan'er worked together to take off Ata Huan's clothes.
Dan'er was so shocked that she covered her mouth.
"Princess Consort, there are so many wounds."
She took the towel from Dan'er's hand again and said to her with a smile, "Don't worry. The other person didn't want her to die, so these injuries aren't fatal."
She began to disinfect and apply medicine to her wounds, and then started to detect her blood type. Although the other person had controlled the amount of blood loss well, she had still lost some blood. She needed a blood transfusion to recover as soon as possible.
Maybe after she woke up, she could directly tell them who had kidnapped her.
Seeing her take out strange things from the medicine chest again, Dan'er obediently went out and closed the door.
The system scanned that Ata Huan's blood type was type B, and there happened to be this type of blood in the space blood bank.
She took it out directly and started to give her a blood transfusion.
She had just helped Ata Huan put on her clothes, and before the needle was inserted, Ata Huan woke up.
She tightly grabbed Mo Qinghuan's neck, and in a short while, Mo Qinghuan's face turned blue and purple.