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Xiao Yun'er was also annoyed. She had only meant well by wanting the two of them to make up, so she had only angered her sister instead. Watching her sister and brother-in-law leave one after another, she pouted and said, "What's wrong with me? Where did I go wrong?"

"Because I didn't consider my younger siblings' feelings!"

The sudden male voice behind her startled her, and she trembled. Turning around, she saw Huangfu Yu standing there calmly, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

Xiao Yun'er was clearly taken aback, then raised an eyebrow in confusion: "What are you thinking, sister? What do you mean?"

Huangfu Yu stepped forward: "With so many people making a fuss here, she's in a difficult position. She also knows that this isn't the Seventh Prince's usual style, so it's understandable that she's angry. All I can say is that your intentions are good, but you didn't handle this well."

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Huangfu Yu stepped forward: "With so many people making a fuss here, she's in a difficult position. She also knows that this isn't the Seventh Prince's usual style, so it's understandable that she's angry. All I can say is that your intentions are good, but you didn't handle this well."

"Then what should we do?" Xiao Yun'er asked with a sullen face, clearly somewhat displeased: "You spoke with such certainty, I'd like to know, what can you do? Do you have a solution?"

Huangfu Yu smiled slightly and instead of answering, asked, "Tell me, why is your sister-in-law angry?"

Not knowing why he asked that, Xiao Yun'er still answered as he said: "Because my brother-in-law lied to him!"

"Then why did she get angry when he lied to her?"

"This..." This question stumped Xiaoyun.

My sister isn't a petty person, and I rarely see her get angry, but she threw a huge tantrum right now, which is really hard to understand.

"Then why do you think that is?" she asked.

Huangfu Mi curled the corners of her lips, "Because she cares, she cares about Seventh Brother, she worries about him, that's why she's angry because of his deception."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yun'er suddenly realized that her anger wasn't due to dislike, but rather because she cared about her brother-in-law, and therefore couldn't bear his deception!

"What should we do now?" Xiao Yun'er asked, her eyes wide.

"It's simple. Since she cares about the seventh brother, we can start from there."

Xiao Yun'er's eyes lit up: "I understand now. I'll go find my brother-in-law and ask him to pretend to be sick."

Before she could finish speaking, she had already taken a step as if to run out, but Huangfu Mi reached out and grabbed her arm: "Wait--"

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yun'er asked, puzzled.

"What kind of crazy ideas are you having? Pretending to be sick? Your sister-in-law is angry because he lied. If you keep pretending to be sick and she finds out, she'll be driven crazy."

"What should we do?" Xiao Yun'er's mouth dropped open, clearly frightened, as if she had only just realized the seriousness of the situation.

Her adorable, panicked look made Huangfu Yu smile, and he reached out and pinched her cheek: "Keep your mouth shut and come with me."

"Go? Where to?"

Huangfu Mi smiled mysteriously, gave her a flirtatious wink, and said, "How about finding Hua Jiuye?"

--

The news that Huangfu Mi had fallen ill came a few days later. Meng Wan was reading a book on a soft couch when Mu Ci suddenly rushed in to report it, which made her panic.

"Sick? How could that be?"

"This servant doesn't know either. I only found out by asking around when I saw the maid from the front courtyard go to invite Young Master Hua."

Meng Wan raised her eyebrows, and at this moment she calmed down.

He seemed perfectly fine the day before, but he fell ill in just a few days. Who would believe it? He must have been up to something again, trying to find a way to make me visit him.

So he sat back down and picked up his book: "Ignore him, let him pretend to be sick. He even went so far as to call Hua Jiuye over. If he's so capable, let him actually be sick!"

“But…” Mu Ci clearly thought differently from Meng Wan, “This servant doesn’t think the prince is faking it. I just took a look, and his complexion really wasn’t good.”

"Really?" Meng Wan looked up from the book.

"Hmm." Mu Ci nodded. "Zhenzhen doesn't seem to be faking it. Why don't you go and take a look, Miss?"

Meng Wan was getting anxious. She had initially thought he was faking illness, but Mu Ci spoke with such conviction that she decided to go and see him.

Thinking about it, he naturally couldn't sit still any longer, so he immediately got up, put on his cloak, and went out.

--

Because Meng Wan had kicked him out of his room, Huangfu Mi had been staying in the study for the past two days. The distance from Meng Wan's residence was not far, but it wasn't exactly close either.

Meng Wan walked quickly, telling herself all the way that when she saw him, she must first calm herself down and make sure he was really sick. But when she arrived at the study and saw the person lying on the bed in the side hall, she immediately panicked.

"Huangfu Mi--"

Who can tell her what happened? She had only not seen him for a few days, how could he be so pale? He lay there like a lifeless doll, devoid of any vitality.

"Your Highness--" Hua Jiuye, who was sitting by the bed taking Meng Wan's pulse, immediately stood up when she saw Meng Wan rush in.

Meng Wan waved her hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Huangfu Mi's hand, and seeing him lying there unconscious with his eyes closed, she hurriedly turned to Hua Jiuye: "How is he?"

Unexpectedly, the princess was in such a hurry, and Hua Jiuye felt a little guilty at this moment.

Is it really alright to deceive the Princess and do this with the Fifth Prince? If the Princess finds out, will she kill me to silence me? And the Prince, although the drug won't harm his body, if he finds out I drugged him, will he tear me to pieces?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shiver.

Meng Wan naturally noticed his dazed expression and thought something terrible had happened. Her heart sank: "What's wrong? Is it serious? You'd better think of something quickly. Aren't you a miracle doctor?"

Hua Jiuye was speechless at what he said, and corrected him righteously: "Your Highness, I am not a divine physician, but merely a disciple of a divine physician."

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