Dan'er carefully carried the medicine up. There was also a plate of preserved fruits on the tray.
Mu Yanming casually glanced at the preserved fruits, picked up the medicine bowl, stirred it with a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, and gently blew on it near his lips.
Mo Qinghuan stole a glance at him. Her heart was as sweet as if a honey jar had been overturned, but she didn't show it on her face at all.
Mu Yanming brought the spoon to her lips, but she frowned and refused to open her mouth. She glanced at Dan'er, who was trying hard not to laugh. Bai Ke and Dongxue at the door had just been peeping. When they noticed Mo Qinghuan's gaze, they looked around and shifted their eyes.
Seeing her face suddenly turn red, Mu Yanming gave a soft cough, turned around, picked up the plate of preserved fruits that Dan'er was holding, and placed it on the low table beside the bed.
Then he motioned for her to leave. When Dan'er went out, she very considerately closed the door.
After Dan'er left, Mu Yanming coaxed her softly, "It's time to take the medicine, isn't it?" But his expression was still very cold.
Mo Qinghuan pouted, took the medicine from Mu Yanming's hand, and gulped it down. Actually, she wasn't afraid of taking medicine. When her master taught her medical skills before, he often asked her to test medicine.
It was just that Mu Yanming's way of doing things made her feel a bit embarrassed, which was why she hesitated to take the medicine.
After she finished taking the medicine, Mu Yanming took the medicine bowl from her hand, picked up a preserved fruit and put it into Mo Qinghuan's mouth. When his slightly cool fingertips touched the corner of Mo Qinghuan's lips, he paused slightly and wiped off the remaining medicine juice on her lips.
Mo Qinghuan's body trembled slightly. The place touched by Mu Yanming immediately burned up, and her face turned extremely red.
Seeing her like this, Mu Yanming took a deep breath and then closed his eyes.
"You take a rest. I still have something to do."
Saying that, he got up and walked outside. Bai Ke finally found an opportunity and gently knocked on Mo Qinghuan's door.
Hearing the knock on the door, Mo Qinghuan got out of bed and sat at the table. Bai Ke pushed the door open. When he saw Mo Qinghuan, the words he had prepared suddenly didn't know how to say.
Seeing him in a daze, Mo Qinghuan raised her slender eyebrows slightly, and invited him to sit down. Bai Ke was too nervous to sit.
"What's going on? Just say what you want to say. Why are you being so hesitant?" Mo Qinghuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, then put it down and looked at Bai Ke.
Bai Ke took a deep breath, as if mustering up his courage, but the words he said were nonsense.
"Is the princess feeling better now?"
Mo Qinghuan knew that he must not want to say this, so she ignored him.
Bai Ke suddenly felt that it seemed wrong to say so. He scratched his head and said again, "Princess, do you think there is anything abnormal about the prince recently?"
Mentioning Mu Yanming, Mo Qinghuan finally became a bit more energetic. She looked at Bai Ke and asked, "What do you mean? Is there anything abnormal about the prince?"
Hearing this, Bai Ke frowned. He knew that their princess was not a careful person. If he didn't mention it, the prince would be like this every day, and sooner or later his body would be damaged.
"Princess, to be honest, I came to see you today to talk about the prince's matter."
Mo Qinghuan collected her expression, "Go ahead."
Bai Ke tightened his hand on the sword and lowered his head without looking at Mo Qinghuan.
"Now that the princess is pregnant, have you ever considered finding someone to take care of the prince?"
He said it straightforwardly. Although Mo Qinghuan was surprised, she also thought it was reasonable.
Mu Yanming's father and mother were no longer alive, so there was no one to consider the matter of him taking a concubine for him.
She herself had never thought about this matter, let alone that it would be Bai Ke who brought it up today.
Not long after Bai Ke finished speaking, Uncle Zhong came in. Uncle Zhong looked very kind when he smiled, with the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes squeezed together.
"Princess, forgive this old servant for being talkative. Although it's not our place to mention the matter of the prince taking a concubine, but..."
Mo Qinghuan raised her hand to stop their words. Of course she knew this truth, but since no one had mentioned it before, she had naturally ignored this problem.
And the most important thing was that she cared about having only one partner for life. But this was ancient times, and Mu Yanming was a prince. Even commoners had three wives and four concubines, so she couldn't ask Mu Yanming to marry only her.
Mo Qinghuan gently stroked the cup on the table. Her slender fingers brushed over the patterns on the cup.
"Okay, I see. I'll keep this matter in mind. Tomorrow, I'll find the portraits of the unmarried girls in the capital and let the prince choose for himself."
Bai Ke gave an embarrassed smile. He originally thought that Mo Qinghuan would be angry. Even if she wasn't angry, she would scold them for overstepping their bounds. But he didn't expect that she would agree so readily.
This was good. Even if the prince found out, he wouldn't say anything to them. He was originally worried that the prince would punish them after knowing, but now he felt relieved.
Before the two of them could leave, Mu Yanming, who had soaked in the cold pool, came back.
He stepped into the room. Seeing that Bai Ke and Uncle Zhong's expressions and complexions were very unnatural.
Then he looked at Mo Qinghuan. She hung her head and didn't say a word, but somehow Mu Yanming felt that she was unhappy.
When Bai Ke and Uncle Zhong saw Mu Yanming coming back, they wanted to leave. Mu Yanming gave a soft cough and called the two of them to stop.
"What are you two doing?"
Bai Ke and Uncle Zhong looked at each other, stood still with their heads down and didn't dare to speak.
Mo Qinghuan couldn't help but find it funny. These two really knew how to pick on the weak. How come they didn't even dare to breathe in front of Mu Yanming.
She looked up at Bai Ke and moved her lips slightly. Bai Ke's heart was in his throat.
"Your Highness, Uncle Zhong came to talk to me about checking the account books. As for Bai Ke..."
Mo Qinghuan deliberately scared Bai Ke and stopped talking halfway.
Bai Ke lowered his head but secretly looked up at Mo Qinghuan, for fear that she would tell the prince what he had just said.
"What about Bai Ke?" Mu Yanming looked up in Bai Ke's direction. His tone seemed a bit displeased. "Bai Ke, you tell me yourself."
Bai Ke was so scared that his pupils dilated. He looked at Mo Qinghuan for help.
Mo Qinghuan pretended not to see his pleading eyes and lowered her head to play with the teacup on the table.
Finally, Uncle Zhong couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward.
"Your Highness, this old servant thought that since the princess is now pregnant, it would be good if there were two more people in the mansion to serve the princess and Your Highness, so that's why I came to discuss with the princess."
After hearing this, Mu Yanming slapped the table hard. The loud noise made the two of them tremble with fear.
"Uncle Zhong, it's okay for Bai Ke to be muddle - headed, but what are you doing joining him in this nonsense?"
Uncle Zhong sighed. He knew his prince's temper well. He should have known that it would be useless to say it.
He was just fooled by Bai Ke, who said that the prince soaked in the cold pool every day and would damage his body sooner or later.
That's why he ignored his old face and came to the princess to say these things.
"Bai Ke, go and receive fifty big boards by yourself."