She wasn't worried at all about Hongxuan getting sick; the little guy was very healthy.
She didn't notice or care about these gazes, but the Fujin (principal wife) did, and thought about it.
Upon careful consideration, and seeing the worried looks in the eyes of Granny Liu and Yao Huang who were serving her, her expression changed.
Oh no!
She also thought that Hongxuan might get sick from visiting Honghui, and she felt anxious about making a wrong decision.
What should we do? Should we immediately send Yao Huang to stop the Fourth Prince Hongxuan, who hasn't gone far yet?!
When the figure of Guarjia came into view again, the Fujin couldn't help but recall the alarm bells that had just rung in her heart, and she immediately swallowed back the words that were about to come out.
Why not just go with the flow?
If the Fourth Prince Hongxuan really did contract the disease, then it would be a good thing, as Honghui would lose a potential rival. Moreover, he could find an excuse to say that he hadn't thought that much about it at the time.
Yes, I didn't think that much about it, so I didn't react in time to stop him.
Yes, that's it. If he were to just disappear like this, it would be better. Then, the Fujin glanced at Jiaming and realized that she wouldn't be as wary of the Guarjia clan as she had been just now.
These numerous thoughts occurred in a single instant. Similarly, the change in the Fujin's expression also occurred in a single instant.
Most of the women in the room looked at Jiaming with either schadenfreude or pity, but only Jiaming, as she turned her gaze away from Hongxuan's back, caught a glimpse of the Fujin's fleeting change in expression out of the corner of her eye.
After a little thought, one could understand why the princess's expression had changed—she was clearly planning to make the best of a bad situation.
Princess Consort, hehe, kind Princess Consort, hehe!
Jiaming lowered her head, using the act of drinking tea to conceal the mocking corners of her mouth.
Unfortunately, this idea failed; Hongxuan's body wasn't that useless.
Thinking about it, Jiaming, with her eyes lowered, couldn't help but roll her eyes, but no one noticed.
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