Fifteen minutes later, the Imperial Physician let go of Little Xinzhuo's wrist.
"Empress, Noble Shi can rest assured, the Seventh Prince is not ill. He merely has an upset stomach. Taking one tael's worth of medicine will suffice."
Noble Shi breathed a sigh of relief, expressing profound thanks.
Empress Feng gave a smile that was not quite a smile, eyeing Little Xinzhuo but not exposing anything.
"Many thanks, Empress."
After the Imperial Physician left, Noble Shi hurriedly thanked the Empress.
"No need for formalities, Sister. The Seventh Prince got a stomach upset under my care; I am also responsible. Now that he is better, I am relieved. I felt unwell these past few days and couldn't properly attend to you and the Seventh Prince. Today, feeling a bit better, I thought of you. How have you been adapting to palace life these past few days?"
Empress Feng's exceedingly radiant face bore a flawless smile, appearing very amiable and approachable.
