Zhang Miaoyu let out a slight sigh of relief upon hearing this and plopped down onto the nearby rosewood chair. "That's good. So, the rumor about you giving Doctor Mo a handkerchief is false?"
Shen Wei shrugged. "I did give him a handkerchief."
Zhang Miaoyu nearly fell off her chair. Her eyes widened, and she stammered, "Th-th-then, is it also true that you were alone with Doctor Mo during the day, with your clothes in disarray?"
Shen Wei nodded. "It's true. I've been going to the Imperial Hospital these past few days to spend time with Doctor Mo."
Zhang Miaoyu's face turned ashen.
Her expression twisted into one of exasperation as she grabbed Shen Wei's sleeve. "You—you're utterly reckless! With so many eyes watching in the imperial harem, how could you do such a thing? What about Le You? What about Chengtai and Chengyou? How could you—how could you—I don't even know what to say to you!"
She paced around anxiously.
