I became a concubine in the palace and cured my master's hidden disease.

"Your Highness, I'm embarrassed that you're staring at me like that!" Lin Yan felt a little frightened by Zhao Yuan's burning gaze. She didn't know what the prince was going to do next. She couldn't help but wonder what was going on today. Why were the couple taking turns to attack her so early in the morning? What on earth were these two people trying to do?

"Give me a baby!" Zhao Yuan suddenly said.

Lin Yan almost spit out her tea. She couldn't believe what she heard. She stared at Zhao Yuan with wide eyes, suspecting that she had heard it wrongly.

"Your Highness, was there anything I didn't do to serve you well?" Lin Yan felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest. As she spoke, she fell to her knees on the ground and asked in a trembling voice with tears in her eyes.

"What? Are you still not happy?" When Zhao Yuan saw Lin Yan like this, his face suddenly became gloomy. He frowned and asked back in a cold tone.

"Your Highness, no matter how ignorant I am, I know that the princess is the mistress of the mansion. The princess has not given birth to the little prince yet. How can I act rashly?" Lin Yan explained hurriedly. She was terrified that if she said something wrong, she would anger this ancestor and he would strangle her again.

"Oh, so you still have the princess in your eyes!" After hearing Lin Yan's words, Zhao Yuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile. His eyes were still fixed on Lin Yan, as if he wanted to find some flaws on her face.

"Look at what Your Highness said. I am the most well-behaved one. If I have done anything wrong, please forgive me for the fact that I have devoted myself to serving you." When Lin Yan heard what Zhao Yuan said, her heart sank. She stared at Zhao Yuan with pitiful eyes and tears in her eyes, hoping to touch his heart.

"You...are the most...disciplined!" Zhao Yuan looked at her in disbelief.

Lin Yan nodded quickly!

"Your identity is indeed embarrassing. Let me think about it." Zhao Yuan said to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan blinked her eyes, thinking that the topic changed too quickly, catching her off guard. She wondered what the prince was going to say next.

Zhao Yuan continued, "I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time. Please grind the ink for me!" As he spoke, he walked towards the desk.

"Cough cough!! Your Majesty, I have caught a cold and my hands are weak!" Lin Yan coughed quickly and refused politely.

"How can you serve me like a bunch of slaves!" Zhao Yuan's face suddenly changed and he shouted at the maidservants serving in the room.

The maids in the room were startled, their knees weakened, and they knelt down. Zhiye quickly climbed forward and said carefully: "We know we are wrong, but there are some things that Master Lin does not allow us to say, and we dare not say them."

Zhao Yuan frowned and asked impatiently, "Speak!"

Zhiye replied tremblingly, "Early this morning, the princess sent a maid to call our Master Lin to come to the morning and evening visit. However, when the master went, a maid in the room was blind and splashed water all over the master, causing the master to catch a cold."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuan's face turned gloomy, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

After Zhiye finished speaking, he bowed his head and waited for the trial. Zhao Yuan just tapped the table with his fingers and looked at the maids kneeling in the room.

"Cough cough..." Lin Yan coughed twice. Her face was slightly pale, yet there was a kind of beauty that made people feel distressed.

"You are a slut who can't tell right from wrong. I'll stop talking nonsense. Get out!" Lin Yan's voice was soft, but the majesty in her tone made no one dare to ignore it.

"It is my duty to wake up early in the morning and evening. It is because I have not done my best that Your Highness saw such a joke today. Please punish me." Lin Yan's gaze fell firmly on Zhao Yuan, her eyes full of self-blame and regret.

"You suddenly opened up your Ren and Du meridians!" Zhao Yuan's mouth curled up into a playful smile, staring at Lin Yan with a scrutinizing look. He seemed to have a strong interest in the woman in front of him.

"Look at what you said. If I don't understand this, and I'm spoiled, you will laugh at me, my lord!" Lin Yan smiled lightly, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes. Her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, fresh and moving.

Zhao Yuan narrowed his eyes, which shone with a deep light, as if he could see through everything. "You no longer ask for a status?"

"Who doesn't want a status? Unfortunately, I don't have it." Lin Yan lowered her head, her eyes revealing a trace of helplessness and sadness. Her voice was low and filled with endless sorrow, which made people feel pity.

Zhao Yuan looked at Lin Yan quietly, but his heart was surging like a raging sea. His eyes became complicated, as if he had a thousand words to say, but didn't know where to start.

"Your Highness, it's so early in the morning. I wonder if you have had breakfast?" Lin Yan felt embarrassed by being looked at like that, so she could only ask casually.

Zhao Yuan shook his head. Lin Yan's words were worth mentioning and were the truth. Some class gaps were indeed difficult to cross. Now that Lin Yan could accept it, it was the best. So he settled down in Lin Yan's house with peace of mind.

Zhao Yuan ate the usual shredded chicken porridge, steamed dumplings, spicy dried radish, etc. with a good appetite.

When he left, he was reluctant to leave. He held Lin Yan's hand and whispered in her ear, "Since you have thought it through, let's consummate our marriage tonight!"

"I'm afraid that won't work!"

"Oh! Are you lying to me?" Zhao Yuan hugged Lin Yan tightly, wishing he could crush her bones. The expression on his face was terrifying.

"Well, my lord, you misunderstood me."

"Oh!"

"Concubine, today is my day."

"Hmph!" Although he was unwilling, he had to loosen his grip on Lin Yan. With a dark face, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

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Zhiye and other maids thought that the prince would punish the princess for this matter, so they waited and waited. The sunset faded, the weary birds returned to the forest, and dusk once again enveloped the sky.

The red lanterns in the Crescent Moon Courtyard were lit again. Zhao Yuan hurried over, had dinner with Lin Yan, touched her forehead, watched her drink the medicine and fall asleep, then left and returned to the study alone.

Mu Qiuxue's silk was almost twisted into a dough stick. She was determined not to let Lin Yan go this time. She rushed to the study room with the hot soup in her hand.

Zhao Yuan looked at the visitor and wanted to ask about Lin Yan's greetings in the morning. But after thinking about it, he realized that he had no evidence and could only say that she was mismanaging. If he was too partial to one side, it would only increase the conflict between the two. He just glanced at her indifferently and said, "Princess, you have worked hard, but you have to discipline the maids in your yard."

"It was my negligence. I have already severely punished that blind maid! I am really ashamed for letting Sister Lin suffer this time." Mu Xueli said with guilt on her face.

"Well! As long as you know your limits!" Zhao Yuan nodded in approval.

"Your Highness is always so busy, and it makes me feel bad for him. Today I went to the kitchen and specially stewed a jar of ginseng soup." Mu Xueli said gently and walked over with the soup herself.

"Thank you for your trouble! Put it down!" Zhao Yuan did not stop what he was doing, but just responded lightly.

Mu Qiuxue was unwilling, but she still had a smile on her face and advised considerately: "Your Highness, it's late at night and your health is important. Why don't we deal with it tomorrow and go back to the room and rest together today." She tried to attract Zhao Yuan's attention with caring words.

However, Zhao Yuan did not seem to understand the deeper meaning of her words. He simply waved his hand and said, "I know! You've been busy all day, go and have a rest first!" Then he continued to concentrate on the documents in his hands, as if he was completely immersed in his work.