She let out a soft scoff, walked to the door, and gently knocked on it.
Yincong opened the door from inside. "Your Royal Highness, what's the matter?"
"Nothing. I'm just here to ask how His Highness is feeling during the medicinal bath."
Yincong stepped out and closed the door behind him. "The color of the medicinal water has obviously become much darker. And I don't know if it's just my illusion, but I feel like His Highness's complexion seems to have improved a lot."
Mo Qinghuan nodded. "Yes, the effect is most obvious during the first treatment. After the poison is expelled, his complexion will naturally look better."
Yincong nodded, glanced back into the room, then withdrew his gaze. He bowed deeply to Mo Qinghuan with great reverence and said, "Your Royal Highness, thank you."
Mo Qinghuan felt a bit embarrassed by Yincong's earnestness. "It's what I should do. Well, go back and watch over His Highness."
After saying that, she walked towards the main hall. Dan'er was sitting on the steps under the window, enjoying the sun and smelling the flowers. Shuang'er was sitting there with her chin in her hand, looking preoccupied.
Mo Qinghuan walked over. The two sisters patted the dust off their buttocks and stood up.
"Shuang'er, what's wrong? Do you have something on your mind?" She lowered her head and picked up the embroidery in the needlework box, asking as she looked at it.
But Shuang'er seemed not to hear. Dan'er nudged her with her elbow, and only then did she come back to her senses.
"Greetings, Your Royal Highness."
Mo Qinghuan exchanged a look with Dan'er. Mo Qinghuan said with a smile, "Shuang'er, go to the kitchen and bring me a plate of date - paste cakes."
Shuang'er nodded and trotted off in the direction of the kitchen.
Mo Qinghuan shook her head helplessly, her face full of doting.
"Shuang'er still has that impetuous personality, right?" She turned to look at Dan'er. Dan'er looked at Shuang'er's back and sighed.
"Your Royal Highness, you've also noticed that Shuang'er has been acting strange, haven't you?"
Mo Qinghuan nodded. "It seems to have started after she went to the General's Mansion with Qing Heng that day."
"Yes. Since then, she often has nightmares, but when I ask her, she won't say anything."
"Could it be that something bad happened to her on the way back?" Mo Qinghuan guessed as she tried to recall if there had been any important events in the capital that day.
But unfortunately, after thinking for a long time, she couldn't come up with anything. By then, Shuang'er had already returned with the date - paste cakes.
She walked over and sat down at the stone table. Shuang'er placed the plate on the table. Mo Qinghuan gently picked up a piece and brought it to her mouth, but her mind was still on Shuang'er.
Before she could finish one piece of the date - paste cake, Dan'er leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Your Royal Highness, look at Shuang'er. She's in a daze again."
Mo Qinghuan looked over and saw Shuang'er leaning against a pillar, her eyes dull and empty.
"Don't worry. I'll go with you tonight to find out what's going on."
Dan'er nodded and sighed, looking worried.
It was soon evening.
Mo Qinghuan deliberately left Dan'er to keep watch at night, and Shuang'er went back to rest.
"Normally, with Shuang'er's quick - wittedness, she would definitely notice something is wrong."
On normal days, the lively and quick - witted Shuang'er would surely notice that Mo Qinghuan's sudden decision to leave someone on watch meant that something unusual was going on.
Even if there wasn't, she would pester Dan'er to keep watch with her. But this time, she went back to her room alone and locked herself inside.
Mo Qinghuan and Dan'er stood in front of the window and looked inside.
They saw Shuang'er secretly take out a small box from under the bed. Then she opened the small box and took out a small wooden box from it.
After opening the small wooden box, Shuang'er became motionless.
The two of them outside couldn't see clearly what was inside the small wooden box.
Helpless, they had to return to their room. It was already late at night, and Mu Yanming still hadn't come back.
The second time they went to the side room, the light inside had already been turned off.
They had no choice but to put their ears against the door and listen carefully to the sounds inside.
There was no sound for a long time. Then, just as they were about to give up and leave, they suddenly heard Shuang'er's low murmur.
"Sir, stop killing people! Don't!" She slowly reached out her hand towards the white figure. The white figure was stained with blood, and in front of it knelt a man constantly begging for mercy. The sword in his hand was on the man's neck.
"Humph, stop! Hahaha. If I don't kill, I'll be killed. I don't want to be the one to be killed!"
Saying that, he didn't even blink as he cut off the man's head. The blood gushed out, still steaming.
"Ah! No!" Shuang'er suddenly sat up in bed.
Dan'er couldn't hold back and immediately pushed open the door and rushed to the bedside. Shuang'er hugged her head with both hands and tried hard not to scream.
Dan'er reached out to hold her arms, trying to comfort her. But as soon as Dan'er's fingers touched Shuang'er, she lost control again. "Don't! Don't touch me!"
She curled up and backed away. Dan'er grabbed her arms tightly and shouted, "It's me. I'm your sister." Only then did Shuang'er calm down a bit. Dan'er also lowered and slowed her voice. "It's me. I'm your sister."
Shuang'er looked up at Dan'er and burst into tears, hugging Dan'er tightly.
Dan'er gently patted Shuang'er's back and comforted her.
"Okay, okay. It's all right."
Mo Qinghuan gave her a look, indicating that she should take this opportunity to find out what had happened.
Dan'er blinked her eyes, indicating that she understood.
"Shuang'er, don't be afraid. Sister is here." She patted her back gently. "Tell sister what happened?"
Shuang'er sobbed. She let go of Dan'er and seemed to come to her senses.
She wiped away her tears and forced a smile. "I'm fine. I just had a nightmare."
Dan'er's face darkened. "You're lying. There must be something."
Mo Qinghuan sat on the edge of the bed and asked softly, "Shuang'er, if you have something to say, we'll all help you. It's better than keeping it to yourself, isn't it?"
Shuang'er looked at Mo Qinghuan, and her guard was even stronger.
"Your Royal Highness, really, nothing's wrong."
She knew that with Mo Qinghuan's personality, if she didn't say anything, Mo Qinghuan would never let it go.
But even if she had to say something, she had to come up with a story that could convince Mo Qinghuan.
She lowered her head and suddenly remembered the first time she met Mo Qinghuan. Mo Qinghuan had bought her sister, while she had been sold to a brothel by a human trafficker.
She took a deep breath, tore open the deepest wound in her heart, and showed it to others.
"Your Royal Highness, really, nothing's wrong."
Mo Qinghuan stepped forward and wiped away her tears. "Since you don't want to say, then forget it."
Dan'er was a bit angry. She punched Shuang'er and said angrily, "You won't even tell us. Who else can you tell? Don't you know that Sister and I will worry about you? We've been worried all night and haven't slept. But you won't even tell us what happened. You're really making me angry!"
Shuang'er's tears fell immediately. "I'll say. I'll say, okay!"