Hearing the Crown Prince's tone, which was as cold as ice, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Despite her fear, Dingxiang calmly replied, "Yes."

Upon hearing her answer, Lu Hanting walked in with a cold face.

However, when he saw He Yuyan lying weakly on the bed, his expression softened instantly.

"Yan'er..."

Lu Hanting walked to her bedside and sat down, looking at her with heartache.

"Why didn't you tell me you had heart palpitations sooner?"

Lu Hanting felt guilty.

Unexpectedly, He Yuyan had been hiding the fact that she had a heart condition from her.

Hearing the prince's words, He Yuyan looked astonished.

Dingxiang actually lied to the prince, saying she had heart palpitations.

Thinking of this, He Yuyan's face turned even paler.

She was just angry and couldn't calm down for a moment!

"Your Highness, I..."

He Yuyan was about to explain.

But then he suddenly remembered Dingxiang's words of advice.

Thinking about their current situation in the Marquis's mansion, He Yuyan opened her mouth, but then fell silent again.

Seeing her startled appearance, Lu Hanting assumed she was simply frightened.

I felt even more heartache for her.

"Yan'er, this palpitation needs to be treated promptly. Tomorrow I will have the head of the Imperial Medical Academy come to your residence to examine your pulse!"

Hearing that he wanted to invite the imperial physician for himself.

He Yuyan hurriedly said, "No, no need."

"I am a doctor, and I know my own illness."

Her face looked especially pale at that moment.

"How can you not look? This heart palpitation is an incurable disease in this world. Don't risk your life just to spite me."

Lu Hanting's face immediately fell.

Yan'er's medical skills are just so-so.

She was only skilled at treating women's ailments, and could not compare to a royal physician.

"Your Highness, I know my own heart palpitations."

It only flares up occasionally, so you don't need to bother going to the palace to fetch the imperial physician for me..."

He Yuyan got angry when she heard that Lu Hanting insisted on inviting the imperial physician.

If we were to send the imperial physician, wouldn't we be exposed?

I know she was angry with me, but more than that, she was afraid of being criticized by others.

"Well, if that's the case, then I'll do as you say."

But remember, if you feel unwell, you must let me know immediately.

Hearing the prince say this, He Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to him.

Of course, Lu Hanting only agreed to her temporarily, thinking that he would invite Huang Yuanzheng later.

He tucked the blanket around her, and when he saw a strand of hair covering He Yuyan's face, Lu Hanting reached out to touch her.

Unexpectedly, He Yuyan turned her head to dodge.

Seeing his hand frozen in mid-air, Lu Hanting's eyes instantly turned frosty.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Mo Yuduan walked in.

"Your Highness, please have some tea."

Dingxiang just told her to behave well in front of the prince, as this was giving her a chance to atone for her sins.

"Get out!"

Lu Hanting shouted loudly.

Seeing this, He Yuyan frowned.

"Your Highness, Moyu is just my maid. She kindly served you tea, why are you so angry?"

He Yuyan disapproved of Lu Hanting's attitude.

"I'm throwing a tantrum?"

Lu Hanting looked at her.

He was worried about her health and kindly asked the imperial physician to treat her, but she didn't even offer a word of thanks.

Now she even resists being touched by her hair.

Seeing the prince's increasingly sullen face, He Yuyan felt that his temper was unpredictable and difficult to please.

It's his business if he's unhappy; why should she wrong herself to coax him?

He Yuyan simply buried her head in the bed, letting him rage on.

Seeing the strange atmosphere between the two, Mo Yu felt scared.

But she was even more afraid that He Yuyan and the prince would report her to the authorities.

Dingxiang said that if she could persuade the two to reconcile, she would not pursue the mistakes she had made before.

Mo Yu stepped forward and knelt at the feet of the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, it's all my fault."

My daughter hasn't had a good appetite these past few days, and I was thinking that she loves to eat bamboo shoots.

It just so happened that the kitchen had stir-fried two dishes of bamboo shoots today, so I took it upon myself to bring them back, but I never expected..."

Looking at the prince, whose brows were still furrowed and whose face was not good.

Mo Yu carefully chose her words, saying, "This servant entered Qiu Xinyuan to serve for half a month."

Seeing that the other masters were living happily and their complexions were getting better and better.

Our master just wanted to eat a dish he liked.

However, she was met with all sorts of difficulties by the kitchen staff, and the young lady even developed heart palpitations because of it…

Mo Yu looked at He Yuyan's slightly trembling body and said with heartache:

"Young Master, look at her. Compared to when she first came to the manor, our young lady has become even thinner and more haggard..."

"Mo Yu, shut up right now..."

Hearing the noise outside, Dingxiang rushed in, seemingly trying to stop her from making a sound.

"Your Highness, Mo Yu... she didn't mean to blame you..."

Seeing the prince's increasingly dark face, Dingxiang couldn't help but feel a little scared.

However, Mo Yu was determined to go all out.

Since she said that today, it's to secure her future.

"Sister Dingxiang, what nonsense is Moyu talking about..."

She looked at the Crown Prince.

"They were both your concubines, but Aunt Wu wore gold and silver and lived a very comfortable life."

But our mistress, who is ostensibly the prince's favorite concubine, doesn't even have the money to buy a single dish.

Her life is so bland and stingy; how does she resemble a concubine of Your Highness?

Mo Yu raised her head and looked directly at Lu Hanting.

Seeing the prince's increasingly cold and sinister aura before him.

Dingxiang quickly covered her mouth and pressed her head down.

She truly had no idea that Mo Yu would have such audacity.

If she had known, she would never have dared to let her in to offer advice, lest she implicate herself.

"How dare you! You're just a mere servant girl, how dare you..."

Seeing that the Crown Prince was about to punish Mo Yu, He Yu Yan could no longer pretend to turn a blind eye.

"Sir..."

He Yuyan struggled to sit up.

Seeing that she was showing weakness and spoke up, Lu Hanting quickly took a soft pillow and placed it behind her so that she could sit up.

"Your Highness, Mo Yu did this because she felt sorry for me. Please don't take it to heart..."

Lu Hanting looked at her, his expression softening.

"Since Yan'er has pleaded for you, I can let you go for now, but..."

Lu Hanting's gaze narrowed slightly as he calmly looked at Mo Yu, who was kneeling. "What's your name?"

Mo Yu was taken aback, not understanding what the prince meant.

She stared at him blankly.

“Reporting to Your Highness, my name is Moyu.”

Seeing this scene, He Yuyan felt a subtle emotion welling up inside her.

Dingxiang felt a sense of unease. She wondered if the young master's question meant he wanted to...

"Ink Language!"

A deep, magnetic voice slowly uttered her name.

The sound was like a feather gently brushing against Mo Yu's heart, and she felt her heart pounding wildly.

"You'll be punished with fifty slaps to the face and kneeling outside the courtyard all night."

Such a bold and reckless maidservant deserves to be punished; otherwise, it will be difficult to quell his anger.

Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat; the idea that had just taken shape suddenly vanished.

Hearing that the prince intended to severely punish her, she immediately looked at He Yuyan with a wronged expression.

"girl……"

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