CHAPTER 32: MORNING AFTER CONFLICTS

Mo Yi said nothing, which was as good as admitting it.

In truth, he had been listening closely the whole night.

He knew the prince had fallen asleep and was sleeping unusually soundly.

In all the years he had served him, this was the first time he had seen the prince rest so peacefully.

What puzzled him was that his master, who was always alert and cautious, could sleep so deeply in the presence of a stranger.

With curiosity flickering in his eyes, he finally said, "Thank you, Fifth Prince. I’ll escort you back."

"That won’t be necessary. I can go back on my own," Yue Mingxuan said quickly while waving a hand.

He didn’t want any rumors linking him to Shang Qinghua especially concerning the prince’s illness.

That secret must not spread.

"Oh, by the way," he added, "the prince’s condition has been stabilized for now. But completely purging the poison will take time. During this period, he must not eat anything cold or spicy. Make sure they pay attention to that."

Seeing Mo Yi’s eyes light up, Yue Mingxuan continued, "I’m not trying to drag out his treatment. Detoxing too often will damage his body. Even though I want to finish quickly and distance myself from him, I still have my own principles. I won’t do anything that harms a patient."

"From now on, I’ll come once every five days. You don’t need to summon me again and about last night’s treatment method, please... never mention it again."

Without waiting for Mo Yi’s reaction, Yue Mingxuan turned and walked away, his steps light but firm.

When Mo Yi saw Yue Mingxuan’s large robe fluttering as he walked away, he instinctively wanted to follow. But when he turned around and saw the tightly closed door of the room, he stopped himself.

The prince was still inside, sleeping peacefully.

Perhaps Yue Mingxuan’s treatment had worked.

Mo Yi had the duty to protect his master, he could not leave now, no matter what.

Even though part of him wanted to remind Yue Mingxuan about something, he stayed at his post.

Meanwhile, Yue Mingxuan hurried back, his only thought after a whole night’s exhausting work was to collapse on his bed and sleep.

But when he reached the gate of his resident, he suddenly realized something horrifying, he had come back wearing only an outer robe with nothing underneath.

When he lifting his head, he froze. In front of him stood Rong Tieshan and Xie Lianhua appearing every bit the perfect pair.

Yue Mingxuan sighed inwardly.

This was the second time he had appeared before a man in such an embarrassing state.

Truly, enemies met often on narrow roads.

He noticed the disgust and disappointment that Rong Tieshan couldn’t quite hide in his eyes, while Xie Lianhua’s face shone with smug excitement.

After taking a deep breath, Yue Mingxuan pretended not to see them and turned to walk straight through the gate toward his own resident.

But Xie Lianhua clearly understood his thoughts and quickly stepped forward to block his way.

Her big bright eyes blinked in disbelief and she stared at Yue Mingxuan’s disheveled appearance as if shocked beyond words.

Her voice trembled with exaggerated concern. "Younger rother Mingxuan, you... you look so... disordered! What happened to you last night? Did something bad happen again?"

Her "kind concern" for someone so notorious almost made it seem like she was full of sympathy and goodness.

Yue Mingxuan curled his lips and said coldly, "Thank you for your concern, but I think it would show more sincerity if you just stepped aside and let me pass."

His sharp words pierced right through her fake act. Her beautiful eyes instantly filled with tears, making her look as fragile as a flower struck by wind and rain and of course, Yue Mingxuan was meant to be the storm.

"You... how can you talk like that?" she said pitifully while dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief scented faintly with mint, her tears flowing even more. "Younger brother Mingxuan, even if you’ve done wrong things before, you shouldn’t give up on yourself like this. Think of Prince Rong’s dignity, how can he face anyone when you behave this way?"

"Enough." Yue Mingxuan’s tone turned sharp with irritation. "You have no right to decide what wrongs I’ve done. Stop pretending to be pitiful just to win sympathy. Prince Rong isn’t blind. No matter how good your acting is, he can see right through you. Think about that."

With that, he turned away, feeling a wave of disgust and walked quickly back toward Chiguan Palace.

That pair of scheming lovers even when doing shameful things still knew to act cautious in public.

Just yesterday they had forced him to break off the engagement and now, early the next morning, they appeared together at his door.

Were they trying to make sure everyone knew they had spent the night together?

The thought made his stomach churn.

Disgusting. Absolute scum.

He couldn’t help but feel sorry for the original owner of this body.

Thank heavens he had already cut ties with Rong Tieshan.

Rong Tieshan’s gaze lingered on Yue Mingxuan’s retreating figure until it disappeared behind the door of Chiguan Palace.

Only then did he lower his eyes.

This was the second time Yue Mingxuan had appeared before him in such a disheveled state.

Was this man truly careless about himself... or was there more behind it?

As he thought of this, a strange heaviness settled in his chest.

Xie Lianhua quickly noticed that fleeting emotion in his eyes and her heart trembled with unease.

Her face turned sorrowful and her voice trembling with soft sobs. "Your Highness, please don’t believe him. He only speaks harshly because he dislikes me."

The tears that was gathered one her eyes rolled slowly down her cheek.

She didn’t bother to wipe it away, she just letting it glisten under the light, making her look even more pitiful. "I’ve always been sincere with him, yet he always bullies me like this."