A melodious and indifferent young voice came through—
"My timing isn’t ideal."
Upon hearing this, Prince Kang’s entire body stiffened.
The flames of anger on his face, as if doused, extinguished!
He turned around, seeing Feng Fuce approaching with a team.
He had no choice but to force a courteous smile: "Marquis Wan tirelessly aiding His Imperial Brother, I am dealing with family matters, so I can’t receive you properly. Hence, the earlier comment."
Feng Fuce slightly raised an eyebrow, his expression indifferent.
With a smile, his youthful exuberance appeared somewhat unruly.
"No worries, I can wait. Please continue, Your Highness."
After speaking, he retracted his gaze, quietly casting a glance at Bai Zhi’er.
The little one blinked her big eyes, looking at him.
Wondering what came to her mind, Bai Zhi’er pitter-pattered over to Feng Fuce.
She tiptoed, her round eyes moist and dark, exuding cleverness and cuteness.
"Brother Fu Ce, are you here to trouble Third Uncle again?"
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow.
What do you mean again?
He responded in a low voice, "It’s not Prince Kang I’m looking for, but her."
Feng Fuce raised his chin, pointing in the direction of Second Aunt.
Bai Zhi’er opened her small, round mouth.
Second Aunt is actually so bad, even Brother Fu Ce is coming to catch her?
Feng Fuce chuckled and whispered to the little one, "And you, are you here to uphold justice for Prince Kang?"
Bai Zhi’er immediately put her little hands on her hips and said righteously, "I’m teaching a lesson to those who bully Third Aunt!"
At this moment, Prince Kang glared at Second Aunt, questioning her again—
"Tell me, you have taken infertility soup, how did today’s miscarriage happen?!"
Second Aunt’s face was deathly pale, terrified.
"Your Highness, when did I ever take infertility soup!"
Second Aunt shivered, stammering, "It was the soup I drank the first day I came to the mansion..."
No wonder, after drinking it that day, she endured unbearable abdominal pain.
At the time, she wanted Lixiang to fetch the doctor.
However, Prince Kang reassured her, only saying that perhaps something from the kitchen was not prepared cleanly.
Prince Kang’s confidant brought a packet of medicine from somewhere, and after taking it, the pain ceased.
Second Aunt didn’t think much of it then.
After all, would a man really bring a concubine into the mansion and the first thing serve her infertility soup!
Second Aunt was extremely distressed, the façade of gentleness turned into hysterical screams.
"Your Highness, how could you treat me ! I’ve served you for two years, is there no affection?"
Prince Kang frowned impatiently.
He looked down at her, his usual amorous demeanor towards beauties turning sharp.
"How is there no affection? I haven’t skimped on your food or clothing, allowing the servants to treat you well as a master, isn’t that enough?"
Second Aunt laughed bitterly, "Master? I wanted to be a concubine, but you kept postponing it. Am I a plaything or someone you care about!"
Prince Kang completely lost his patience.
"I spoke sweet words for my amusement, how could you take them seriously?"
"Besides, you haven’t lacked food, clothing, or shelter, what more are you dissatisfied with, do you really think you can stand equal with the Princess Consort?"
"If it weren’t for feeding you infertility soup, I wouldn’t have known you used such unscrupulous means against the Princess Consort!"
After speaking, Prince Kang pointed at Physician He, furiously questioning, "If she can’t get pregnant, how did you diagnose a miscarriage?"
"Speak, are you in cahoots with her? Marquis Wan is right here, if you don’t tell the truth, I’ll send you to the Xiuluo Guard for severe interrogation!"