Hearing this, Min Feiyan collapsed to the ground, her face contorted in pain.
Mo Qinghuan knew she was in poor health. She gave Dan'er a look, and Dan'er quickly helped the woman up.
Min Feiyan wiped away her tears.
"Sister-in-law Wang, you know that once a woman marries into the royal family, she has many involuntary constraints. I can only say that I'm not blessed enough to be that child's mother."
Mo Qinghuan watched coldly as Min Feiyan cried her heart out, but she felt not the slightest bit of sympathy or heartache.
"Since you're not willing to tell me, there's nothing I can do. Dan'er, let's go."
She had just taken a step when Min Feiyan's voice came from behind. "Fine, I'll tell you, but please promise me, Sister-in-law Wang, that you'll keep it a secret. Don't even tell Brother Wang."
Mo Qinghuan slowly turned around and walked back to her seat to sit down.
"Sure, I promise you."
Min Feiyan nodded and recounted everything that had happened that day in detail. At the end, she added another sentence.
"But things are different now. His Highness is well aware that he's no match for the other princes. So, he's no longer a threat to Brother Wang."
Mo Qinghuan poured herself a cup of tea and took a sip. With a haughty look on her face, she said, "Your Highness was never a match for the Regent anyway. It's just that he never had any intention of seizing power. Those people are just judging the noble with their own petty minds."
Hearing this, Min Feiyan laughed. "Yes, the more capable a person is, the less they crave power. Only those with insufficient abilities or a dark psyche are eager to prove themselves with power."
Mo Qinghuan ignored her words and stood up. "Alright, you've stated your request. Now it's my turn to state mine."
Min Feiyan nodded. "Sister-in-law Wang, please go ahead."
She gave Min Feiyan a faint smile. "Don't worry. I won't make any strange requests of you. I just want to tell you that I don't want you to tell anyone about the fact that I helped you protect the fetus this time, especially Leng Nier."
Min Feiyan stood up and bowed respectfully. "Sister-in-law Wang, rest assured. I won't say a word."
"Good."
Dan'er opened the door, and the two of them walked out.
On the streets of the capital, Mu Yanming's carriage was moving slowly.
Suddenly, Bai Ke's eyes lit up. He lifted the curtain and said to Mu Yanming, "Your Highness, it's the Princess."
Mu Yanming opened his eyes, lifted the curtain, and looked in the direction Bai Ke was pointing.
The carriage stopped in front of the two women. Mo Qinghuan turned to look at Bai Ke, then glanced inside the carriage. Her thin lips tightened, and she walked forward.
Mu Yanming sighed helplessly. He got out of the carriage and chased after her.
He grabbed Mo Qinghuan's arm and said in a deep voice, "Qinghuan, I'll take you somewhere."
She turned to look at Mu Yanming and shook her head gently. "I don't want to go. I'm tired. I want to go back to the mansion and rest."
Mu Yanming ignored her words and picked her up horizontally, throwing her over his shoulder.
She was hanging upside down, her face turning bright red.
"Put me down!"
Mu Yanming didn't listen. He carried her into the carriage.
"Bai Ke, go to the Blossom Pavilion."
Mo Qinghuan sat up straight. Due to being upside down, her face was flushed.
"What are you doing?"
Mu Yanming frowned and looked at Mo Qinghuan.
"You'll know when we get there."
When they arrived at the Blossom Pavilion, he led her inside.
The Blossom Pavilion catered to high-ranking officials and nobles. As soon as the manager, Qingsi, saw Mu Yanming bringing a woman in, she immediately understood what was going on and continued to attend to the pot-bellied official in front of her.
This was Mo Qinghuan's first time entering the Blossom Pavilion. The hall was filled with dissolute people, but everyone recognized Mu Yanming, so no one dared to show their lecherous side in front of her.
She looked around. Gauze curtains hung down from the high ceiling of the Blossom Pavilion. On the lotus-shaped stage in the middle of the main hall, six or seven singing girls were dancing, swaying their waists.
The silk scarves in their hands seemed to come alive, twining around their arms and waists like flexible snakes.
Petals fluttered down from the second floor, which made her think of a poem, "The riotous flowers are gradually blinding my eyes."
Mu Yanming slowed down his steps. She realized she had lost her composure. She coughed lightly and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"
She stood with her hands hanging by her sides, her fingernails digging into her palms.
Seeing that she was getting angry again, Mu Yanming held her hand and led her towards the back.
After they left, everyone started whispering among themselves.
"Look, the Prince is really the Prince. Even when he comes to a place like this, he brings his Princess with him."
Someone beside him nudged him with his shoulder. "Watch your mouth. Be careful someone hears you. The Prince might pull out your tongue."
The man closed his mouth reluctantly and said no more.
In the backyard, Mu Yanming led her into a room.
The room was sparsely decorated. There was a wooden table and chairs on the left, and a huge Bagua diagram was drawn on the ground in the middle.
He pulled her hand and walked onto the Bagua formation. He stepped on the Qian position, then walked to the Xun position, and then back to the Qian position. After that, he took a few more steps. In the end, she couldn't remember them all.
Suddenly, the wall behind the main hall moved to both sides, revealing a staircase leading downwards.
The handrails and steps of the staircase were all gilded, shining brightly.
When they reached the basement, the lights on the pillars on both sides suddenly lit up, startling her so that she stood still on the spot.
She never thought that there would be such a large space under the Blossom Pavilion.
Two long, low tables were neatly arranged from her side all the way to the other side of the main hall.
She thought they must be more than ten meters long.
Noticing that the person behind him had stopped walking, he turned to look at Mo Qinghuan.
"Do you understand now?"
Mo Qinghuan knew what he meant. He had brought her here to explain why he came to this place.
But she was a little surprised that he had told her about this place, which was so secretive and was presumably used for discussions.
He walked up to Mo Qinghuan. Mo Qinghuan looked up at him. His profile was backlit, with a strong and handsome jawline. Seeing Mo Qinghuan's burning gaze, he felt a slight heat in his throat.
He reached out and held her slender waist. "Qinghuan, don't doubt my affection for you." Because I love and care about you far more than you can imagine.
The second half of the sentence was too cheesy, so he didn't say it in the end, but it was enough for Mo Qinghuan.
Because this was the first time Mu Yanming had revealed his feelings in front of her.
He lowered his head and kissed Mo Qinghuan's slightly cool lips. Their lips and tongues intertwined. His actions were strong and domineering, yet gentle.
She reached up and wrapped her arms around Mu Yanming's waist. With Mo Qinghuan's response, his rough fingertips traced her slender, fair neck.
Mo Qinghuan felt a tickling sensation in her heart because of his actions, like ants crawling on her skin, but she couldn't catch them.
She wrapped her arms around Mu Yanming's waist. Even through the clothes, she could feel the heat of his body. A certain part of his body clearly showed his desire.
But in this place, if, by any chance, they were seen by someone, the scene would be too shocking.
She slowly loosened her arms around his waist and gently pushed him away.
Mu Yanming wouldn't let go. He pulled her hand and placed it on his waist.