Min Feiyan staggered out of the Regent's Mansion. She didn't know how she got into the carriage or how she returned to the Rui Prince's Mansion.
...
After watching everyone leave, Mo Qinghuan returned to the Qingting Courtyard.
Only then did she notice that General Ningyuan and Mo Yao had come.
However, they were stopped outside the Qingting Courtyard. Bai Ke, dressed in black, stood guard at the door with a sword in his arms.
She walked over. As soon as Ning Shouzhang saw her, he hurriedly stepped forward. "Princess Consort, what on earth is going on?"
Mo Yao also chimed in sourly. "Yes, sister. How could a perfectly good tea - tasting party almost lead to a miscarriage?"
Mo Qinghuan shot her a fierce glare. "This... Look clearly. I'm not your sister. I'm the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion and my father's only daughter."
She deliberately emphasized the word "only". As expected, upon hearing this, Mo Yao shouted angrily, "You shut up! I'm my father's daughter. I am!"
Mo Qinghuan was amused by Mo Yao's words. "Of course you're your father's daughter. It's just that your father is not mine."
"You!" She raised her finger at Mo Qinghuan but was rendered speechless. She had asked her mother, and it turned out that she was really not the general's daughter.
Her father was that pervert, an old man who had tortured several step - wives to death.
But she didn't want to admit it, nor was she willing to. She was the general's daughter, and she always would be. No one could change that!
Ning Shouzhang was worried about Zhao Yiyi's condition. Seeing Mo Yao's jealous expression, he waved his hand and shook off Mo Yao, who had been tugging at his sleeve.
Mo Yao was taken aback. She stepped forward to hold his arm, but this time, he pushed her away directly.
Mo Qinghuan walked up to Bai Ke, and Ning Shouzhang followed.
She stopped and looked back at Ning Shouzhang. "You can come in, but she can't."
Mo Yao stood at the bottom of the steps, glaring daggers at Mo Qinghuan. She clenched her fists tightly, bit her lips, and a glint of cruelty and killing intent flashed in her eyes.
"Fine, I'll go in alone."
Mo Qinghuan nodded at Bai Ke, signaling him to step aside.
Bai Ke took a step sideways, making way, and only then did Ning Shouzhang manage to go in.
Mo Qinghuan followed him in. After the examination, she looked up at Ning Shouzhang and found that he was holding Zhao Yiyi's hand and crying.
She was inexplicably touched by this rough - looking man, and her heart softened.
She took the initiative to comfort him. "General Ning, don't worry. Yiyi is fine. But she can't return home for the next few days. She has to stay here to recuperate for a few days before she can leave."
"Okay, okay, okay. As long as Yiyi's safety can be guaranteed, it doesn't matter where she is. I just hope that the Regent's Consort won't prevent me, her husband, from seeing my wife."
"What about Mo Yao... Although you seem to love Yiyi very much, I always feel that any woman would do for you, right? Hm?"
Ning Shouzhang was rendered speechless by her question. He didn't know what his feelings for Mo Yao were, but he clearly knew that he liked and cherished Zhao Yiyi.
But he wouldn't tell the Regent's Consort, because he knew that even if he did, it wouldn't be clear. And the red - dressed woman in front of him was the most untouchable person in the capital. If that cold - faced Hades knew that someone had offended her, that person would at least be severely punished, if not killed.
Seeing that Ning Shouzhang didn't say a word, Mo Qinghuan sighed. She walked to Zhao Yiyi's bedside. Seeing that she was still resting, she stepped back out.
She stood outside the door, tilting her head slightly to look at the distant sky.
The weather was not very good today, and it was getting colder and colder.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and she shrank her neck. Seeing this, Dan'er quickly rushed back to the Yanyang Hall to fetch a cloak for her.
She gave Dan'er a gentle smile. Bai Ke was surprised. It turned out that the princess consort also had such a gentle side.
Just as he was staring blankly, Mu Yanming came.
He walked up to Mo Qinghuan and seemed to glance at Bai Ke.
Bai Ke was so scared that he quickly lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look around.
His heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat.
"How is she?" Mu Yanming asked.
She shook her head, not looking at him, and said softly, "It's nothing serious. She just needs to be taken better care of from now on."
"I heard from Jinghua that it was the Rui Princess who did this. But you didn't invite her to the tea - tasting party today, did you?"
Mo Qinghuan was tired. She let out a long sigh. "Let's not talk about it. I'm tired."
She started walking towards the main hall, and Mu Yanming followed her into the room.
"Qinghuan."
Just as she was about to walk towards the bed, Mu Yanming suddenly called out to her.
"The murderer of the case of the extermination of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion has been found. Do you want to know who it is?"
Mo Qinghuan suddenly turned her head to look at Mu Yanming. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if even if so many people died in front of him, he wouldn't show the slightest bit of emotion or sadness.
She walked up to him. "Who is it?"
Mu Yanming also sighed. After a long time, he finally said, "It was sent by the Rui Prince."
Mo Qinghuan raised her hand to support her forehead. She massaged her temples for a while before she recovered.
"As the old saying goes, greed blinds one's heart. Whether it's greed for wealth or power, as long as one is contaminated with either, it will destroy a person completely. I still remember the first time I saw the Rui Prince. This infatuated man left a good impression on me, so I stepped in to save Min Feiyan's life."
She frowned painfully. "But I never expected that in just over a month, he would become like this. It's really ironic."
Mu Yanming pulled her into his arms and leaned her on his shoulder. "It's not your fault. This younger brother of mine has never been an easy person. When we were kids, he was more scheming than others, so our grandmother didn't like him very much back then."
Mo Qinghuan suddenly became interested in Mu Yanming's childhood. She tilted her head slightly. "You must have been very popular when you were a kid, right?"
"Why do you think so?"
Mo Qinghuan reached out and touched Mu Yanming's face. "Because you're good - looking. Good - looking people are, of course, liked by many people."
Hearing this, Mu Yanming's eyes lit up. He held her hand and placed it on his chest.
Looking deeply into Mo Qinghuan's eyes, he said softly, "Do you like me?"
Without thinking, Mo Qinghuan blurted out, "I like you."
Only then did she realize that she had accidentally spoken her mind. She wished she could bite off her tongue and find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Mu Yanming looked at her blushing face and a smile played on his lips.
"Yes, I like you too."
Mo Qinghuan looked up suspiciously. "You like... "
Suddenly, his face got closer. Before Mo Qinghuan could react, or even understand what his "like" meant, his slightly cool lips were already on hers.
—I've liked you for a long time.
Mo Qinghuan let him kiss her, and her hands remained still. But soon, she faced a huge problem.
She didn't know how to breathe while kissing - and she was about to run out of air.
She even felt that her mind was blank. With her eyes closed, she thought to herself, Am I going to be the first person to die from not knowing how to breathe while kissing?