Rong Qinglei thought for a long time before finally shaking his head.
"I don't remember any Consort Wan," he said slowly. "In the palace, everyone lives in fear. They all know that if they want to survive, they must speak as little as possible. It seems that something must have happened back then. That's why someone sealed the mouths of the eunuchs and palace maids. I'll help investigate this matter as well. How is Yue Mingxuan now?"
Sui He had just finished feeding Yue Mingxuan his medicine.
The fever had subsided, though he had not yet awakened.
It was already deep into the night.
Rong Qinglei cast one last look at Yue Mingxuan before leaving.
Gongsun Xing yawned.
"You should go too," he said. "I'll stay here and keep watch."
Gongsun Xing glanced toward the bed and still feeling somewhat uneasy.
But judging from Yue Mingxuan's attitude, he clearly held considerable affection for Shang Qinghua.
