Consort Wen and Prince Sui would become important to the Emperor as long as they had something on Qian Jiyun.
Wouldn't that be good?
"How would I know that your arms… have recovered?"
She was really unaware. She would not have sent someone to the palace to report this matter to the Emperor if she had known. It was not like she did not want to return to the palace.
"You—" Prince Sui glared at her angrily. He no longer cared that the person in front of him was his mother.
"Even if my arms haven't recovered, you can't inform Father about this anymore. I can only look for him after the pharmacist confirms that An Jiuyue is at fault!"
He had gone to the imperial study twice, and his arms stopped hurting each time.
Fortunately, his father did not take this the wrong way. Otherwise…
"Have you thought about me, Mother?"
"What are you saying? I am thinking about you. As long as you can take Qian Jiyun down—"
