Heir Xie stopped and did not respond, as if he couldn't see Cui Yun, his gaze falling upon the proud girl nearby.
The girl, with one hand on Cui Rong's shoulder, lifted her chin, glaring at the speechless Nan Tai Madam across from her.
A golden hairpin adorned her hair, along with a step shake that jingled pleasantly with the breeze. Her lips were red and teeth white, showing no signs of illness.
She seemed… no different from an ordinary person.
Eagerly, Heir Xie was prepared to take Shen Hua away to a safer place away from Cui Yun as soon as she recovered.
"Since the incense was problematic, it also provided a cause of illness, what did Doctor Ni say?"
"I've observed her these past few days; she has recovered extremely well. Won't it be long before she is fully healed?"
Something flashed in Cui Yun's eyes.
Ever since learning of Heir Xie's identity from Shen Hua, Cui Yun had never doubted its truth.
