Early the next morning, Mo Qinghuan opened her eyes and sat up in bed. The brocade quilt slid down to her waist.
Shuang'er and Dan'er heard the commotion and walked into the room to draw the silk curtains aside.
"Your Highness, when His Royal Highness left this morning, he said you didn't need to wait for him for breakfast."
Mo Qinghuan got out of bed and walked over to sit at the table. Her clear and bright eyes looked out of the window.
Spring was a rainy season, and now a fine drizzle was falling hazily.
The maids brought in the breakfast and placed it on the table.
Although the kitchen staff had tried their best to prepare the meals according to her preferences, at the sight of the food, she still felt a surge of nausea in her stomach.
Then she raised her jade - like hand and stroked her chest.
Seeing her discomfort, Dan'er stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, are you feeling unwell? Should I call the imperial physician?"
She looked up at Dan'er with a smile. Dan'er was a smart girl, but when it came to her matters, she always got flustered and forgot that Mo Qinghuan herself was a doctor.
She forced herself to eat a few mouthfuls and then put down her chopsticks. She told the maids to take the food away.
She stood up and walked to the door. The spring breeze was a bit chilly, and she couldn't help shivering. Shuang'er quickly put a cloak on her.
She recalled what had happened since she time - traveled, and suddenly thought of Mrs. Lan in the prison.
"Dan'er, prepare an umbrella."
Dan'er looked at her in confusion. "Your Highness, it's raining outside. Are you going to..."
Dan'er didn't finish her sentence and stopped.
Mo Qinghuan turned to look at her. "I'm going to the dungeon."
Shuang'er and Dan'er both blocked her. Dan'er stepped forward and supported her arm, persuading her with a worried look on her face. "Your Highness, the dungeon is damp and cold. It's drizzling today and the ground is slippery. You're pregnant. You'd better not go there."
Shuang'er nodded. "Yes, Your Highness. If you want to interrogate Mrs. Lan, you can just send Jinghua."
Mo Qinghuan gave a soft laugh and turned back to sit at the table.
Her delicate hand gently tapped on the table. "Fine then."
After saying that, she got up and walked towards the inner chamber. She lifted the beaded curtain, and it made a crisp sound.
She sat in front of the bed, propping her hands on the side of the bed.
Since she got pregnant, she had been feeling very tired recently and always seemed to be sleepy.
Dan'er brought a bowl of ginseng tea and placed it on the small low table beside the bed.
"If Your Highness is tired, you can take a nap. I'll stay here with Shuang'er."
Mo Qinghuan shook her head and took Dan'er and Shuang'er's hands. "You two have been with me for quite some time. What are your plans for the future?"
Hearing this, the two girls glanced at each other and knelt on the ground with a thud.
Mo Qinghuan looked at them in confusion and quickly reached out her hand to pull them up.
"What are you two doing?"
Seeing that their eyes were immediately filled with tears, she pulled them to sit on the footstool in front of the bed.
Dan'er grabbed the corner of her dress, wrinkling the fine fabric.
"Did we do something wrong, Your Highness? Please tell us what we did wrong. We will definitely correct it. But please don't drive us away!"
She took Dan'er's hand and gently patted the back of it.
"Look at you, talking nonsense. When did I say I was going to drive you away?"
Dan'er and Shuang'er glanced at each other. Their moist eyes were full of confusion. "Then why did Your Highness ask us that just now?"
Mo Qinghuan thought for a while and remembered the time when the two girls secretly saw Lu Zixiu.
"It's nothing. I just wanted to ask what your plans for the future are. You two will get married one day."
Dan'er wiped away her tears and looked at Mo Qinghuan. "What is Your Highness talking about? We've never thought about such things, and we've never thought about leaving Your Highness."
Mo Qinghuan smoothed out her skirt, flattening the wrinkles made by Dan'er.
"Alright, alright. I'm tired. You two can go down first."
Dan'er and Shuang'er stood up, lowered the curtain, and then tiptoed out of the room and closed the door.
When they came out, Dongxue stepped forward to greet them. Dongmei still looked arrogant.
"Has Your Highness fallen asleep?" Dongxue asked, looking towards the room.
Dan'er nodded. "Yes."
Dongmei snorted unceremoniously. She really didn't like this princess.
The rain had been falling for half a day when Mo Qinghuan finally woke up groggily.
She sat up and stretched her stiff shoulders.
The people outside seemed to hear the noise and tiptoed into the room.
"Your Highness, you're awake. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
She gently shook her head and rubbed her temples.
"Has His Royal Highness not returned yet?"
Dan'er nodded. Afraid that she would think too much, she quickly explained on behalf of Mu Yanming. "His Royal Highness may be delayed by something, so he hasn't come back in time."
Mo Qinghuan got out of bed, changed into a light green ruqun, and simply tied up her hair.
"Dan'er, go and prepare the carriage. I'm going back to the General's Mansion."
Dan'er composed herself, walked out to prepare the carriage, and by the way, told Dongmei and Dongxue, "Take good care of Her Highness."
Dongmei snorted, but was pulled by Dongxue and didn't say anything.
After getting into the carriage, she sat upright in it. Dongxue sat beside her to protect her.
Mo Qinghuan remembered the time when Dongmei blurted out that Dongxue had feelings for Mu Yanming.
"Dongxue, when did you enter the prince's mansion?" She placed her hands on her knees and asked.
Dongxue didn't know why she was asking this, but since she was the princess, she had to answer.
"Your Highness, I entered the prince's mansion when I was very young. I can't remember exactly when."
Mo Qinghuan knew she was evading the question, so she didn't press further.
When they arrived at the General's Mansion, Qing Heng saw Mo Qinghuan and immediately stepped forward to pay his respects.
"Your Highness, the weather is not very good today. Why did you come to the General's Mansion at this time?"
She just gave Qing Heng a cold look without saying anything. Her smile didn't reach her eyes.
She turned around and walked towards her father's study. When she got to the door, she saw that there were more guards in front of the study.
She walked towards the study step by step. Since Mu Yanming had said that he would arrange for someone to renovate the study when she left last time, she was a bit looking forward to seeing the new look of the study.
She walked up to the door. The guards recognized her and immediately opened the door for her.
She walked in and saw that the room had been cleaned inside and out, without a trace of dust.
She picked up a book on the bookshelf. There was no dust on it either.
But this time when she entered the study, it was different from last time.
She remembered that when she entered the study last time, a headache hit her. She not only recalled the past events but also saw General Mo, whom she had never met before.