Zhou Kangxue choked.
He never would have imagined that the seemingly gentle and elegant Ye Chutang would be so blunt the moment she spoke.
Her words and actions showed not a shred of respect or fear toward him.
'How arrogant!'
Zhou Kangxue was so furious he laughed, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "I have been too rash. Since Second Miss Ye is someone the Eldest Princess trusts, then handling Your Majesty's illness must naturally be a simple matter for you. I spoke out of turn. I hope Second Miss Ye can forgive me."
Ye Chutang's expression was indifferent.
'Emperor Muwu's illness had come on suddenly and with alarming severity; she didn't have time to waste on such pointless trifles.'
Consort Rong stepped in to smooth things over. "Since Miss Ye has given her instructions, I will have them carried out at once."
With that, she immediately summoned the palace attendants, who opened the doors and windows and replaced the two thick quilts on Emperor Muwu with a thin blanket.
