Feiying sprinted over from the shadows, helped Chu Qingmeng into the bedroom, and settled her in. After lighting the lamp, he turned to fetch the Mansion Physician, but Chu Qingmeng woke up and said weakly, "Feiying, go have them prepare some more pills from the prescription the imperial physician gave us this afternoon."
"My lady?" Feiying turned his head and saw Chu Qingmeng lying facedown across the edge of the bed, one hand dangling down, her complexion as pale as paper. "Should this subordinate go fetch the Mansion Physician to examine you first?"
"No need. Go make the medicine. I'm more comfortable lying like this. Tell Chunhe and Xiazhi they don't need to come serve these next two days. If anyone from the Prince's Mansion comes before the Heir Apparent's grand wedding, no matter who it is, have Chunhe turn them away. Just say I've been feeling tired these past few days, feeling listless and not wanting to see anyone." Chu Qingmeng propped herself up to finish saying all this, then began to pant again. Feiying hurriedly handed her the medicine, his eyes filled with worry as he frowned at her. Chu Qingmeng managed a desolate smile and continued, "I'll be fine. Every day I'll knock three times to prove I'm still alive. You don't need to bring food, just some water. Instruct the people in the manor not to go gossiping at the Prince's Mansion. You all work harder lately, have everyone keep watch more strictly—I don't want anyone I don't wish to see coming in." With that, …
Chapter 31