Seriously ill

  Seriously ill

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  Under Hei Yunfeng, An San Si told their partner An Yi Er about what happened with Ye Li's permission. Ye Li didn't mention whether this matter could be told to Mo Xiu Yao or not. However, after considering the professional ethics issue raised by the princess, An Wei Yi Er San Si decided to act in accordance with professional ethics as a dark guard. Being abandoned by one's master is a shame for a dark guard. Since they became the dark guards of Princess Dingguo, their first and only allegiance was to the princess, not the prince. Ye Li was also very satisfied with these dark guards who had high martial arts skills, outstanding abilities, and were trustworthy. She didn't want to waste time finding new attendants herself.

  Ye Li maintained a frequency of visiting Hei Yun Peak about twice a month, always in disguise. The villagers at the foot of Hei Yun Peak and the people on the mountain all called her Chu Gongzi, Chu Junwei. Sometimes she brought An Yi and An Er with her, sometimes An San and An Si. The four of them were obviously very interested in the strange martial arts training ground under construction, occasionally even fighting each other to follow Ye Li. Mo Xiu Yao naturally knew that Ye Li often went out, but he didn't ask where she was going. Ye Li was still grateful for his tolerance, sometimes when shopping with Hua Tianxiang and others, she would remember to bring back some nice snacks for him. However, the relationship between the two seemed to have become more distant in Ye Li's busy life. Occasionally seeing Wei Yatou and Lin Yatou's disapproving eyes, Ye Li would feel a little guilty, but this guilt was quickly put aside. Because she was really very busy.

  Not only did she have to take care of the affairs within the palace, but also her own dowry. The shops that came with her marriage were still being operated in a lukewarm manner on the surface, but secretly, Ye Li had withdrawn almost all the silver from them, including the ones sent by Han Mingyue, and used it to purchase some properties. These included two houses and three shops bought under Chu Junwei's name in other places, as well as two shops in the capital city. All of these were arranged by Xu Qingze personally after Ye Li asked him to do so. Although Xu Qingze was puzzled about what she wanted to do, he didn't ask any questions and carried out her instructions. In less than half a month, the deeds to the houses and shops had all been delivered into her hands. To outsiders, Ye Li seemed like a perfect Di Guo Wangfei, handling the affairs of the palace in an orderly manner every day, attending various gatherings among the nobles in the capital city from time to time. However, what they didn't know was that secretly, Ye Li was also summarizing and analyzing all sorts of information, searching for some useful clues from them. Therefore, she was keeping a close eye on the struggles between the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, the power struggles among the high-ranking officials in the court, as well as the secret scandals among the nobles. She had an even deeper understanding of the complexities of human relationships in the capital city and the situation in the imperial court.

  "Your Highness! Your Highness! The king has fainted..."

  Ye Li was sitting in the accounting room staring at the account book in a daze when Qing Xia rushed in and called out to him.

  Ye Li's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately stood up to ask, "What happened?" Qing Xia, who was normally calm, was clearly also frightened, her voice trembling with tears as she replied, "Just now, the prince returned to his room...and asked where the princess had gone. The servants said the princess was in the accounting house, but before the prince could say anything else, he suddenly spat out a lot of blood...and then fainted." Ye Li's heart trembled, and she threw down the pen in her hand as she rushed out, asking along the way, "Has a doctor been called?" Qing Xia replied, "Ah Jin...Ah Jin and Qing Luan have both gone. Qing Yu knows some medical skills and is staying with Qing Shuang to take care of the prince..." Before Qing Xia could finish speaking, Ye Li's figure had already quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

  Back in the courtyard, all the maids were clearly frightened out of their wits and forgot to greet Ye Li as she approached. As soon as Ye Li entered the room, she turned around the screen and saw Mo Xiuyao lying on the bed with a pale face like paper and lips still stained with dark red blood.

  "The princess." Qingyu said in a low voice as she stood up from taking Mo Xiuyao's pulse.

  "How is he?"

  Qing Yu said with some worry: "The king had suffered a very serious injury before, and it seems that he didn't take good care of himself, so his body is actually very weak. The sudden vomiting of blood was also due to overwork, but... the amount of blood vomited is too much, I'm afraid it's not good for the king..." Following Qing Yu's gaze, a large patch of bloodstains on the bedside that had not yet completely dried up made people feel extremely eye-catching, and the huge amount of blood almost made Ye Li terrified. "Is... he okay now?"

  Qing Yu shook her head and said: "I specialize in medicine and poison, but for the prince's condition, I'm really at a loss. However, temporarily, there shouldn't be any problems."

  Ye Li took a deep breath and nodded: "I understand, you go see if the doctor has arrived, and also ask General Mo to come over."

  Qing Yu and Qing Feng left after hearing the voice, Ye Li sat on the edge of the bed silently looking at the person lying in bed. She had always heard others say that Ding Wang's body was disabled and seriously ill. However, since Ye Li first saw Mo Xiu Yao, he had been very healthy, even when autumn came and she caught a cold for two days, she didn't hear him cough once. So Ye Li had long thrown away the phrase "seriously ill" and thought it was just a rumor spread by outsiders. In these few months, they seemed to meet every day, but Ye Li only now discovered that Mo Xiu Yao looked much thinner and more haggard than before. At this time, under his tightly closed eyelids, a faint dark blue shadow could be clearly seen.

  Ye Li was lost in thought, feeling the person on the bed who had fainted slightly move. She quickly lifted her head to look and just saw Mo Xiuyao slowly opening his eyes. Their eyes met, and Ye Li felt speechless for a moment.

  Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly, "A Li, what's wrong?"

  It wasn't until a while later that Ye Li looked at him and said, "You just spat up blood."

  Mo Xiuyao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm just a bit tired these past two days, it's nothing."

  "What's wrong?!" Ye Li only felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of her heart, "Even if I vomit blood, it's not a big deal! What else is there to worry about? Do you think you have so much blood that you can afford to waste it like this?" Mo Xiuyao seemed to be delighted by Ye Li's anger, and the light in his eyes became even brighter and softer, "Really, it's nothing. I'm used to it. As long as I get some rest soon, it'll be fine. Nothing will happen if I just take care of myself. Ah Li, trust me."

  Believe me, I'm a pig! Ye Li glared at him with annoyance, also shocked by his words. Used to it, how can you get used to being stared at and vomiting blood? "You rest first, let's talk when the doctor comes."

  Before long, Ah Jin and Qing Luan, one on the left and one on the right, pulled in a big doctor, still the old doctor from Wu Yue An last time. Seeing Mo Xiu Yao, who was already awake and lying in bed, the old doctor waved his hand to open Qing Luan and Ah Jin, and said slowly: "I told you it wouldn't be serious, you young people are just too impulsive." Ye Li stood up and gave way to the old doctor so that he could take Mo Xiu Yao's pulse. The old doctor came forward, took the pulse, frowned, stroked his beard, and Ye Li asked: "Doctor, how is it?"

  The old doctor shook his head and said: "Nothing's wrong, but it would be best if the prince is careful. Just because nothing happened this time doesn't mean nothing will happen next time."

  Ye Li frowned and said, "If I'm not mistaken, last time the doctor said that the prince's body was very good." The old doctor raised his grayish-white eyebrows and said, "I didn't say anything wrong, at that time the prince's body was indeed very good, but now it's clearly very bad." Ye Li looked at him speechlessly, could it be that there was someone whose body was healthy for a while and then weak for a while every year? The old doctor continued, "The prince's body can't withstand cold, as soon as winter comes he has to be careful. However...it shouldn't be that serious yet. This time...how long has the prince not taken medicine? How long hasn't he rested?"

  Under Ye Li's glare, Mo Xiuyao couldn't help but bitterly smile, "Your medicine... seems to have lost its effect." He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a small, exquisite pill, saying calmly.

  The old doctor furrowed his brow, took the medicine bottle from Mo Xiu Yao's hand and opened it to examine it, saying: "Impossible, this was only made less than two months ago, how could it have lost its effect?" Ye Li said: "Doctor, I think what Wang Ye meant is that your medicine no longer has any effect on his body."

  The old doctor's face sank, and he took Mo Xiu Yao's hand again to take his pulse. This time it was clearly longer. After a while, the old doctor finally put down his hand, furrowed his brow and said: "I'll write a prescription for Wang Ye first, nothing will happen temporarily. I need to go back and study the medicine formula before saying anything else." Ye Li also knew that this matter couldn't be rushed, so he nodded and said: "Then thank you, doctor." The old doctor nodded, looking at Ye Li and said: "I'll say it again, Wang Ye's condition absolutely cannot be overworked. The more it gets to winter, the more careful one must be. If nothing had been taken care of in the past few years, now it wouldn't have become so severe." Ye Li nodded seriously and said: "I understand, doctor, you can rest assured."

  Someone followed the old doctor to get medicine, Ye Li settled Mo Xiu Yao and was about to get up but was pulled back from behind. Ye Li turned her head to look at the man on the bed who was calmly looking at her, his eyes fell on his somewhat pale and thin hands, and his heart involuntarily twitched, "What's wrong? Is there anywhere else that hurts?" Mo Xiu Yao shook his head, smiling lightly: "Are you busy, Ah Li?"

  "It's...fine." There were indeed some things to take care of in the study, but they weren't urgent. She just had a habit of finishing what she started.

  "So... can you stay with me for a while, Ye Lian?" Mo Xiuyao said softly, looking into Ye Lian's eyes which were still warm and gentle without any hint of reluctance. However, Ye Lian couldn't say no to him. Silently sitting back on the edge of the bed, looking at the man lying in bed with an even thicker smile in his eyes, Ye Lian glanced at the dark red stain on the floor that hadn't been cleaned up yet and asked worriedly: "Don't you want to sleep for a while?" Mo Xiuyao shook his head and said lightly: "It's a bit cold, I couldn't sleep." Ye Lian remembered that people who had lost a lot of blood would indeed feel extremely cold, probably those who spat up blood would also have this feeling. Unconsciously reaching out to pull the quilt over him, he asked: "Do you need charcoal fire?"

  It's just the beginning of winter and it's not too cold yet, but many people have already lit charcoal fires in their homes. Many wealthy families have prepared a large amount of silver charcoal. Because Ye Li herself has a good body and basically hasn't used charcoal fire again since Xu Shi passed away, they haven't burned charcoal fire at home and she didn't notice this problem. After all, Mo Xiu Yao is an internal strength expert far superior to her. Mo Xiu Yao shook his head helplessly, "I can't smell the smoke of charcoal fire. Although the specially made silver charcoal is said to be smokeless and odorless... Ah Li, do you understand now? Once winter comes, I'm indeed a useless person." As he spoke, Mo Xiu Yao's eyes had a few more hints of bitterness and sadness.

  Ye Li got up and took another quilt from the closet to cover Mo Xiu Yao's body, then frowned and asked: "What exactly did you suffer from back then? Why is it so strange?" Generally, even if both legs were disabled, or even amputated, there might be occasional phantom pain, but Mo Xiu Yao couldn't stand the cold, and his body would weaken in winter, which definitely had nothing to do with his legs. And not being able to inhale smoke dust should be a problem with the respiratory system or lungs. Mo Xiu Yao said: "I don't know what I suffered from myself, when I woke up it was already over a month later. My body was already like this." Mo Xiu Yao's expression was light and calm, as if he were just stating facts. But Ye Li had seen such expressions many times before. Those comrades who were seriously injured on the battlefield and woke up to find themselves disabled would often have a calm expression after coming out of extreme madness. Yet, it was more heart-wrenching than when they were madly shouting. Ye Li didn't know what Mo Xiu Yao's expression was like when he first woke up to discover his current state, but his calm demeanor now still made her feel very uncomfortable.

  "Alright, then let's follow the doctor's orders. It would be best if Your Highness could get some more rest recently. I heard that you've been spending over seven hours a day in your study lately?" Ye Li raised an eyebrow and said.

  Mo Xiuyao was taken aback, and softly sighed: "A Li... I'll be careful, but..." This wasn't the time to rest, as the situation in the imperial court had become increasingly strange over the past half year. The Ding Guo Wang Fu seemed to be standing outside of the imperial court, but a slight misstep would send them tumbling into the abyss. As the Ding King, he had an unshirkable responsibility to bear certain burdens.

  Ye Li glanced at him with a hint of danger and said calmly, "What can you do that I can't? Even if so, let's talk about it when we really can't handle it. Excuse my rudeness, Your Highness. No matter how hard you try, if you take ninety-nine steps but die on the last step, it's still a failure. So, before taking those ninety-nine steps, consider whether you have the life to take the hundredth step." Mo Xiu Yao fell silent for a moment, then looked at Ye Li and smiled, "Ah Li is right. Then... I'll be troubling Ah Li from now on."

  "I thought I was the Crown Princess of Jing." Ye Li said calmly.

  Mo Xi Yao said softly: "Of course, you will always be my queen."

  As a result, Ye Li became even busier, not only handling the internal affairs of the Wang Fu but also taking care of external matters. With Mo Xiuyao providing guidance on the side, Ye Li quickly got the hang of things. And Ye Li's efficient and decisive work style gradually earned the respect of the staff members both inside and outside the mansion. The elderly stewards, including Mo Zongguan and Sun Yaya, looked at Ye Li with even more admiration and respect in their eyes. To alleviate Mo Xiuyao's boredom while resting in bed alone, Ye Li moved the venue for handling other matters from the study to their bedroom. While dealing with affairs, she could also chat with Mo Xiuyao and ask him questions whenever needed.

  Mo Xiuyao was somewhat surprised to discover that his queen was like a book that could never be finished, he would never guess how much more she had in store, and where her abilities lay. If another person with such qualities were to appear by his side, Mo Xiuyao would absolutely feel threatened, and would try various methods to probe and even eliminate them. However, facing the woman in front of him who was holding a pen and writing rapidly while still able to chat with him with a smile, he only felt that his cold heart had added a faint flame, although it was a smile, but it made someone who felt like they were in an icy landscape every winter feel inexplicably warm and comfortable. He just wanted to indulge her in doing what she wanted, quietly watching the occasional faint smile that appeared on her face. He knew that one day she would bloom with stunning beauty that would amaze the world. A bright pearl will not be forever dusty, one day it must soar into the sky. And at that time... he might already be gone.

  "Your Highness, Your Highness. Mu Zongguan said that He Dafu has brought medicine." Qingyu came in to report.

  Ye Li glanced at Mo Xiuyao, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and nodded to Qing Yu, saying in a low voice: "Please ask Dr. He to wait for a moment in the flower hall." Although it had only been a few days, Ye Li also felt that the colder weather was not good for Mo Xiuyao's body. Probably because the medicine could no longer control Mo Xiuyao's condition, even after resting for two days, Mo Xiuyao's spirit had not improved compared to before.

  As they entered the flower hall, He Dafu and Mo Zongguan hurriedly came forward to greet them. Ye Li waved his hand and said, "Dafu, Mo Zongguan, no need for formalities. Let's sit down and talk."

  After Ye Li sat down, the two of them bowed to each other and sat down on either side. He Dafu took out a prescription and handed it to Ye Li: "This is the prescription that I have re-adjusted over the past few days. Please take a look, Your Highness." Ye Li took the prescription and glanced at it, only to discover that most of the medicines listed were not for treating illnesses or injuries, but rather for detoxification. "He Dafu, what's going on here? If I'm not mistaken, taking this medicine excessively will lead to addiction." Ye Li put down the prescription and asked in a low voice. The last item on the prescription was written as "A Fu Rong", Ye Li knew exactly what that was, and what consequences would follow after taking it.

  "I didn't expect the princess to be well-versed in medicine. The princess is right, opium is a great painkiller, but it's indeed addictive if used for too long. So, I've been hesitant about whether to add it or not." Doctor He said with a serious expression, Ye Li nodded as if accepting his explanation, "Does the prince need to consider the pain-relieving medicine?"

  "It's extremely necessary. The medicine I prescribed previously was ineffective because it could no longer suppress the pain caused by the toxins in Wang Ye's body. If we don't administer some painkillers, Wang Ye's spirit will deteriorate further and his body will weaken even more. It's possible that he won't even make it to the detoxification process... Moreover, Wang Ye's current physical condition cannot withstand the intense pain, which may cause his old wounds to recur." He Daifu said in a low tone, his somewhat aged face filled with fatigue. It was clear that he hadn't had an easy time over the past two days either. Upon hearing about Mo Xiu Yao's condition, Mo Zongguan's expression also turned unsightly, "Wang Fei, this..."

  Ye Li shook her head and said, "Afu Rong can't be used, the dosage you prescribed is too high. At most, it will only take a month for him to become addicted. Once he's addicted, it will be even more harmful to his body."

  He Daifu couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't want to think about it too much, but the truth was that he had never experienced such a severe case before. It's not something that ordinary people can understand, the pain of the poison breaking out on Wang Ye's body.

  "Why was he fine during the summer?" Ye Li asked.

  "What's wrong, isn't it just a matter of time? It's not that there's nothing to worry about, but rather that it's relatively easier. Because the poison on the king's body is a cold toxin, and in the summer when the weather is warm, with the medicine I've prepared to counteract the cold toxin, as long as he takes it on schedule, there won't be anything out of the ordinary. However, once the weather changes, the cold toxin will wreak havoc. The king's entire body's blood vessels are even like they're congealed. In the first two years when it was most severe, he would even fall into a long coma. These past few years have been controlled relatively well, but this year... "

  "The weather is a problem..." Ye Li nodded after a moment of contemplation: "I understand. Please have the doctor reconsider the prescription again. Also, what about the antidote for the cold poison?"

  "He shook his head and said, 'There is currently no medicine that can cure it. The cold poison in the king's body was caused by being secretly attacked by the Northern Rong people when he was at the border many years ago. At that time, we invited the world-renowned doctor Shen Yang to diagnose and treat the king. The cold poison originated from a snow-capped mountain peak where the borders of Beijiang and Xiling meet, which is said to be the coldest place in the world. It is said to have grown in a cold pond on that snowy mountain peak. The cold pond was so cold that it could freeze people and animals to death, and no one who fell into it would survive. However, there was a flower called 'Liang Huo Lian' growing in the cold pond, and only its lotus seeds could counteract the cold poison in the king's body.'"

  He Daifu's words had barely fallen when Mo Zongguan took over, saying: "However, the Lianhua Lotus blooms once every ten years and bears fruit once every fifteen years. Starting from six years ago, Hei Yunji has sent people to lie in wait at the foot of the mountain year-round, but unfortunately... it will take at least two more years for the lotus seeds to mature." Mo Zongguan didn't say that even if they obtained the lotus seeds by then, Hei Yunji would have to pay a terrible price to get through Beirong or Xiling and return to Da Chu. But no matter what price was paid, Hei Yunji would definitely obtain the Lianhua Lotus and would definitely deliver it back to Da Chu smoothly, even if it meant sacrificing the lives of everyone in Hei Yunji.

  "Doesn't that divine doctor Shen have any other way?" Ye Li frowned and said. The reputation of Divine Doctor Shen Yang was something she had heard even when she was in the inner chambers, it was indeed a divine doctor who was so skilled that even the emperor might not be able to invite him. He Daifu said: "Divine Doctor Shen heard last year that there is a kind of medicine called Feng Wei on Donghai Island, which has an extraordinary effect on cold poison. At the beginning of this year, he took people out to sea and won't return until December at the earliest."

  Ye Li nodded and said: "I understand, then I'll have to trouble Doctor He."

  He Dafu stood up and bid farewell, Mo Zongguan remained in the hall, looking at Ye Lixiu's tightly knitted eyebrows, obviously very depressed, "Wang Fei..."

  Ye Li looked up and saw Mo's serious but worried face, sighed: "Mo, you've worked hard all these years." Mo shook his head in a panic: "Your Highness, what are you talking about? I'm just sorry that I couldn't take the place of the king to suffer this pain. The king back then..." Looking at the young master who was full of vigor and enthusiasm back then, but now... Mo also felt unbearable. But he was more worried about this young queen now, her performance in the past half year had exceeded everyone's expectations. People in Dingguo Wangfu were all sincerely admiring this new mistress. The queen of Dingguo Wangfu didn't need to be stunningly beautiful, didn't need to be talented, and didn't even need to be good at dancing, just needed to be strong enough. But even the strongest woman might not be able to bear the current situation. This was also why the king had been hiding his physical condition, and they, as servants, never mentioned it in front of the queen.

  Ye Li stood up and smiled shallowly: "General Mo doesn't have to worry too much, as long as the person is still alive, there will always be a way. Later, General Mo will find some people who are proficient in architecture for me, I need them."

  Mo Zongguan watched as Ye Li's figure slowly disappeared into the distance, his dull eyes brightening slightly. This princess... might actually be different after all.

  "I understand now."

  Ye Li returned to the room, and Mo Xiuyao had already woken up. As soon as she entered the door, Ye Li clearly saw that Mo Xiuyao's left hand, which was clenched tightly outside the quilt, was trembling. But at the moment he saw Ye Li enter, he relaxed, and then casually pulled his hand back under the quilt. Ye Li knew that he was enduring the pain again. Her heart couldn't help but waver about her decision to order Dr. He to withdraw the painkillers earlier. However, seeing Mo Xiuyao's gentle yet firm eyes, Ye Li suppressed her doubts. Mo Xiuyao would absolutely not like it if she became a person who had to rely on some kind of medicine to survive.

  "A Li, you're back."

  Ye Li sat down beside the bed, "If it hurts, you can cry out."

  Mo Xiuyao smiled, "Does calling out make it not hurt? Don't worry, it's just a little pain. It's just that I can't get up and have to lie in bed all day, which is a bit annoying."

  "I won't laugh at you," said Yeli.

  Mo Xiuyao looked at her quietly for a long time before asking in a low voice, "A Lian, can I hold you?" Ye Lian was taken aback, and she leaned down to hug Mo Xiuyao along with the quilt, smiling. "You can't catch a cold now, so just make do with this." Mo Xiuyao chuckled softly for a while before stopping and saying in a low voice, "Actually...the pain is still bearable. But that feeling of desolation...it's like falling into an icy pool filled with freezing water, and being trapped there forever. I've gotten used to the pain after a long time, but I just can't get used to that cold feeling. Sometimes...I even think it's okay if it hurts a bit more. What I'm really afraid of is that one day, I won't be able to feel any pain at all, and only have that icy feeling left. If that happens...A Lian, I really don't know how much longer I can hold on."

  "It won't happen that way." Ye Li hugged him softly and said, "Didn't Shen God Doctor go to the East Sea to find Feng Wei Cao? In two more years, Lie Huo Lian will also bear fruit. By then, the cold poison will be resolved, and everything will get better. You've been able to hold on until now, what's another two years?" Mo Xiu Yao nodded and said, "I'll definitely wait. Ah Li, if I don't die, you can never leave me again. Aren't you afraid?"

  "I didn't marry you expecting you to die soon so I could accept your inheritance." Ye Li said calmly.

  "I will absolutely not die, Ah Lian." Mo Xiuyao stretched out one hand to wrap around Ye Lian's slender waist. Ye Lian was taken aback, her expressionless face pulled his hand down and stuffed it back under the quilt, "If you can't stand the cold then don't mess around." Did she just make some kind of promise? But it seemed like she didn't say anything... Ye Lian silently thought to herself.

  As soon as winter arrived, the King of Jing's residence declined all invitations and gatherings, including banquets. The reason was the same as before: the King of Jing was seriously ill. People who had been stirred up by seeing the King of Jing during the summer gradually calmed down. After the imperial physicians came and went several times without being able to do anything, various supplements and medicines flowed into the King of Jing's residence continuously, and no one disturbed them again. The King of Jing's residence seemed to have returned to its usual quietness and silence as in the previous two years.

  Of course, it's not like no one ever visits. Feng Zhiyao is an example of someone who does.

  "Feng San Gongzi, the princess and the king invite you to the side hall." Feng Zhiyao, who was waiting in the study, raised an eyebrow in confusion and asked: "Is A Yao ill again? But isn't he living with the princess? Why has he moved to the side hall again?"

  Mo's serious face revealed a faint smile, saying: "Thank you, Feng Gongzi, for your concern. The king has been doing well these past few days. A few days ago, the king and queen moved to the side hall to live."

  Feng Zhiyao's face was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred. "The mansion is so big that it's good, you can live in the main hall if you want to, or live in a side hall if you prefer. If you get bored, you can even switch between several courtyards." Mo Zongguan had long known Feng Zhiyao's temperament and didn't find it strange, smiling lightly: "If Young Master Feng thinks the mansion is too small, he can mention it to His Highness. The Wang estate has two more mansions in the capital that Young Master Feng can live in."

  Phoenix rolled her eyes, "Forget it. The house is big and there are many people and things to deal with, it's annoying to death."

  "Master Feng should get married." said General Mo, following behind Feng Zhiyao.

  "I know, your family's king has married a good queen. This young master hasn't had enough fun yet." Feng Zhiyao waved his hand to indicate that the matter of marriage would be discussed later. His old man didn't even care about such things, but these few elderly people in the palace were quite enthusiastic. Unfortunately, he couldn't handle it.

  Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao's residence was a separate building in the south wing of the main courtyard, located in the inner garden of the main courtyard. It had two fewer side rooms than the main hall, but looked even more quiet and elegant. Feng Zhiyao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as soon as she entered the great hall. A warm air enveloped her, making the entire hall feel as cozy as a spring day in March or April. Feng Zhiyao was aware of Mo Xiuyao's physical condition and knew that Ding Wangfu would never burn charcoal in winter wherever Mo Xiuyao might appear. But here...

  The ink general followed behind and said: "Phoenix Young Master, the Prince and Princess are waiting for you in the small study."

  "Feng Zhi Yao didn't turn her head back and asked: 'How many study rooms does your Wang Fu have in total?'"

  "The outer and inner courts each have a library and a study. The main court has an additional study for the prince and princess respectively. This side hall's study was just temporarily set up."

  "This young master dislikes the study room even more than discussing matters in it." Feng Zhiyao said.

  "So... should we invite the princess and the prince out now?"

  "Never mind. I wouldn't dare let them come out and see me in person." Feng Zhiyao waved her hand, shaking her fan as she swaggered away.