Your Majesty, the concubine of the next court dominates the capital.

Chapter 16
Ye Jingming actually didn't like this kind of sweets at all, but Mo Yuhan handed them to him, and he still picked up one and ate it, but never reached out for a second one.

"Does the prince not like it, or does it taste bad?" She frowned weakly and asked quickly.

"I just don't like sweet things very much."

Mo Yuhan nodded disappointedly, looking down at the pastries on the plate.

"My lord, look what I bought today!" Yan Ziyu walked in swaggeringly at this time, and then came directly, and completely ignored herself next to her.

"When I passed by, I thought this fragrance was very special, and then I buried it. It's a good choice to put it in the room." She held a sachet and couldn't put it down.

"It's really special." Ye Jingming nodded after smelling it.

"Why do you want to go out today?"

"It's too boring to stay in Zhaohua Garden every day. It happened that Xiaohuan was going to go shopping, so I went together." She pinned the sachet to her waist and stretched.

Mo Yuhan stood aside a bit embarrassed, but when she turned around, she saw Ye Jingming's expression was smiling, and her eyes were all on Yan Ziyu, this action made her even more angry.

The hand holding the plate couldn't help trembling slightly. The cakes I made early in the morning were no match for Yan Ziyu's simple words...

"My lord, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I went back first." She directly proposed to leave.

Ye Jingming nodded and didn't say anything or even look at him.

Biting her lower lip, she left the yard and returned to the house. Looking at the exquisite pastry in her hand, she became even more angry, and threw the plate on the ground, and the high-speed rail was quickly scattered all over the floor.

The maid outside must have heard the commotion inside, and rushed in, and then saw the mess all over the place: "What's wrong with Miss Mo? But what's bothering you?" She knelt on the ground and asked cautiously .

"Nothing, let's go out."

"Yes!"

"Wait! Help me go out and buy something." She suddenly had an idea, and called back the maid who was about to go out, and then asked her to come close and whisper a few words in her ear.

"Okay." The servant girl nodded and left.

She looked at the pastry on the ground, but the corners of her mouth slowly curled up: "Yan Ziyu, let me see how long you, a vixen, can laugh."

Yan Ziyu didn't stay at Ye Jingming's side for long, she decided to come in only because she heard someone's voice inside, since she had achieved her goal, there was no need to stay there.

Speaking of which, Mo Yuhan has settled down a lot recently, it seems that after the incident of falling into the water last time, he didn't do much action, maybe it's because the prince had already started to have some doubts last time.

Not as stupid as I thought...

The next day, after she got up, Xiaohuan came in to dress herself up. She left the sachet on the dressing table last night. She was about to get it but found that the position of the sachet seemed to have changed a little...

She had ordered that without her permission, the servants could not enter and leave her room at will, let alone the rest time.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, picked up his sachet and brought it to her nose to smell it...

After lunch, Ye Jingming was in the room dealing with some trivial matters nearby, when he saw Xiaohuan rushing in.

"what happened?"

"It's the princess. The princess seems to be poisoned. Please follow me to have a look, my lord."

"Why do you want me to go there alone?" He wondered.

"It was the princess who said it, and the slaves don't know."

Although Ye Jingming was puzzled, he still followed.

It didn't take long for the news that the princess was ill spread.

Mo Yuhan slowly put a grape into his mouth: "It seems that there is a reaction..."

The next day, she felt that the palace was much quieter, because Yan Ziyu would come here at this time on weekdays, but... I'm afraid she won't be able to see her for a while.

"My lord, how is the concubine's condition? I heard about this matter yesterday, but I didn't think I could help, so I didn't go through it." She immediately put on a worried look.

"It's all right, but it will take some time to recuperate."

"That's good. What did the imperial doctor say? Will there be scars? A girl's face is the most important thing. If there are scars..." she asked worriedly.

"Why are there scars?"

"Didn't the princess have a rash?" When Mo Yuhan said this, he felt something was wrong.

"I don't remember saying that the princess has a rash. How did you know it?" Ye Jingming's tone quickly cooled down. When he said this, he felt like he was asking questions.

"At that time, I was worried about the condition of the princess, and then I went to Zhaohuayuan to see it, and then I found out."

"Is that so..."

Mo Yuhan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then prepared to put on a show and ask a few more questions.

"But the princess is poisoned. Where did you hear that it was a rash? I want to hear about it."

As soon as these words were uttered, Mo Yuhan felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and it took about a minute for him to recover.

Only then did she realize that she was being tricked. She actually asked someone to tamper with the sachet and put some allergic medicine in it. As long as she touched the sachet for a while, rashes would start to appear on her face.

"I..." Her eyes slowly began to dodge.

"What can I explain now? Miss Mo." A cold voice came out, it was Yan Ziyu.

"Princess? You...you are not..."

"Shouldn't I have a rash, and then I can't see it? Are you trying to say this? You messed with my sachet. If ordinary people really can't smell any changes, but unfortunately, I Knowing some medical skills, I really noticed that there is something mixed in it, and I should face up to all the medicinal materials that can make people allergic."

"Princess, this is a bit difficult for others. Why do you say that it must be my hands and feet?" Cold sweat soon broke out on her forehead.

"Didn't you admit it just now? I remember that no one ever said that I had a rash, and everyone told me that I was poisoned. How do you know that I have a rash? Can Miss Mo explain this? thing?"

"Yuhan... did you really do this?"

Ye Jingming's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking to a stranger.

Mo Yuhan's lips began to tremble, what he wanted to say seemed to be stuck in his throat, he wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)