She reached out her hand to call out, but she realized that the girl on the floor had already calmly risen, "Now that the Princess Consort is awake, Ye Jiu’s task is also complete. I shall take my leave."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Jiu immediately turned around and, without hesitation, opened the door, "Your family’s Princess Consort is awake, hurry in and attend to her."
Watching the maids rush in, not a single one of them noticed her.
The corners of Ye Jiu’s mouth, behind a layer of thin gauze, slowly curled up, forming a bitter smile.
Ye Jiu left the Royal Residence without even notifying the Prince.
And the first news the Prince received was not of Ye Jiu’s departure, but of the Princess Consort’s awakening.
Rushing to the main courtyard, seeing the Princess Consort who was indeed awake, the Prince’s face rarely burst into a wide smile.
Heaven knows how exhausted his heart and strength had been during the two days this woman was unconscious.
"How are you feeling, Princess Consort?" he asked, and without waiting for her to respond, he called out to the outside, "Where is the Imperial Physician? Hurry up and come see the Princess Consort!"
"My lord need not worry, your concubine’s body is already fine," the Princess Consort said, looking at the Prince’s face and recalling the scene in her dream, her tears uncontrollably began to flow.
The Prince’s nature was such that he was not a man of procrastination, nor was he one to be swayed by sentiment. Yet, in that moment, seeing the flow of tears from the Princess Consort, he still asked with concern, "What is the matter? Are you aggrieved at something?"
The status of the Princess Consort was not high; in fact, even the concubines from the harem could be considered to have a higher status than hers.
But, probably due to the Prince being the legitimate heir, he was especially protective of legitimacy, and had it not been for the Prince’s staunch support, her position as Princess Consort wouldn’t have been so secure.
In the Prince’s heart, no matter the difference in rank, the principal wife was the principal wife, an unmatched status for any concubine. A principal wife could afford to disadvantage a concubine, but a concubine never had the right to aggrieve the principal wife.
Having chosen the role of a concubine, one must bear all that comes with it, including the humiliation hidden beneath artificial respect.
When the Princess Consort shed tears of sadness, the Prince subconsciously thought that someone in the harem was being unruly again.
Little did he expect the Princess Consort to shake her head, "This servant has no issues, just moved in my heart by all that the Prince has done for this servant."
In those two days, her unfounded fainting had caused the Prince so much toil, something she had already heard from Nanny Liu. While she was touched in her heart, she felt even more guilty.
The Prince was good to her beyond what she deserved!
She not only lost her own child, she was also the cause of her own child’s death.
For all these years, she had treated her enemy as her sister, cared for the enemy’s child as if it were her own, and, to take care of the Mo Family, had even repeatedly fallen out with the Prince.
She truly was foolish, truly deserving of death!
But pity for her child remained.
From birth, she had cruelly never once held her, yet she personally ordered her to be handed over to that poisonous woman, causing her to ingest poison right after being born. A child of such tender age doomed to die, her remains not even known where disposed of!
The more she thought, the less the Princess Consort could control her tears, and the more uncontrollable hatred began to sprout in her heart.
And all of this, the Prince knew nothing of.
Because the happiness of the Princess Consort’s awakening still enveloped him.
So, when the Princess Consort spoke, he believed.
He did not notice the near-twisted expression on the Princess Consort’s face nor the deep regret in her eyes.