She walked gently to Madam Wang, her voice soft and weak, seemingly very concerned: "Sister, don't worry, the Prince has a guardian angel and will be fine."
"I hope so."
At this moment, Madam Wang was so focused on the Prince that she didn't notice that the woman before her was her mortal enemy, and she answered instinctively.
"Sister, you too, the Prince has just recovered from a severe illness, so there's no need to rush the wedding night. There will be plenty of time once the Prince's health is restored, won't there?"
Indeed, to consolidate her position in the Prince's Mansion, Madam Wang did think this way. However, these thoughts could not be verbalized!
"Sister, you are talking nonsense. Sister doesn't have such thoughts. It's just that sister and the Prince haven't seen each other for many days, and both sides were a little excited." She said, and Madam Wang lowered her head shyly.
"Ugh!"
Who would believe that!
