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."
