Li Yuyu’s beautiful willow leaf eyes lit up with excitement.
She’s here, she’s finally here.
She’s come with a death wish to seek trouble!
"It’s one thing to keep me and the other sisters waiting, but to make Princess Consort De wait for so long too." Noble Lady Ying continued.
Li Yuyu waved her round fan, puzzled: "Why are you waiting for me? Aren’t you here waiting for the Imperial Physician? After all, I can’t cure sickness."
Noble Lady Ying was at a loss for words.
Princess Consort De’s beautiful face remained inscrutable, her voice gentle: "We still don’t know Han Guiren’s current condition. Sisters, let’s not quarrel, it’s better to wait calmly."
"It’s odd, how did Han get heatstroke? When I saw her at Cining Palace, she was fine, how come she returned to Zilan Pavilion only now?"
Noble Lady Ying found a new topic, and after speaking, she covered her slightly smiling lips with a handkerchief, glancing subtly in Li Yuyu’s direction.
Princess Consort De frowned: "I find this strange as well, we can only ask Han Guiren when she wakes up."
Li Yuyu picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, quietly watching their performance.
They made such a fuss today, and specially sent someone to fetch her, all to use Han Guiren’s incident to target her.
Yet they are waiting for Han Guiren to wake up and ask her, as if there were no palace maids by Han Guiren’s side to inquire from.
Indeed, Noble Lady Ying mentioned Shui Yun: "Where is the palace maid serving Han Guiren? Fetch her and ask."
Princess Consort De nodded in agreement: "Since all the sisters are concerned about Han Guiren and want to know the reason, let’s have Shui Yun brought here."
"Cough, cough." Beauty Zhou coughed slightly: "Princess Consort De, you may not know, but Shui Yun, though she didn’t faint, also got heatstroke. After returning, she went to her room and can’t get up yet."
"Oh?" Princess Consort De frowned: "Is that so?"
"Yes." Beauty Zhou said: "I heard that Han Guiren met Lady Li on her way back to Purple Cloud Pavilion."
At this point, she looked towards Lady Li and said in a low voice: "Perhaps Lady Li knows what happened. It’s okay if she doesn’t want to speak, when Shui Yun gets better or Han Guiren wakes up, we’ll naturally find out."
Oh, not bad, this delicate little beauty has learned to threaten her.
Li Yuyu sat up slightly, gradually becoming interested: "Beauty Zhou, your words are quite interesting. Just because she met me, I should know what happened? Didn’t Noble Lady Ying say? She also met Han Guiren at Cining Palace, why don’t you say it has to do with her?"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Beauty Zhou was choked by Li Yuyu’s words, and went into a coughing fit.
She covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her small, pale face turning red from coughing, making her look even more pitifully helpless.
"Beauty, say no more, everyone knows Lady Li is sharp-tongued. Saying more will only frustrate you." Mingzhen said, teary-eyed as she supported Beauty Zhou and complained softly.
Noble Lady Ying heard this and also persuaded: "Yes, Sister Zhou, take care of yourself and stop speaking for Han, lest you become the target of anger."
"Bang."
Everyone looked towards the source of the noise.
It was Li Yuyu who had placed the tea bowl heavily on the table.
"Feng Yin." Li Yuyu saw everyone looking at her and remained composed, smiling as she used her round fan to point in the direction of Beauty Zhou: "Since Noble Lady Ying said when I’m in a bad mood I take it out on others, then let Beauty Zhou feel wronged for a bit."
"Go, slap her mouth for me."