"But what if something not so good happens to Fu Yun on the estate? For example, she might fall ill out of excessive grief, or be tormented by worries. After all, Fu Yun is my life-saving benefactor..."
Noble Consort Li's fingers tapped slowly on the table, considering the possibility of Fu Yun falling seriously ill. In that case, they could spread the word that the Crown Prince's idea almost killed her, which would not be a good thing for his reputation.
Mother and son exchanged glances, and then Noble Consort Li snorted, "Would Fu Yun be willing?"
"For my sake, Fu Yun would naturally be willing. Mother Consort, Fu Yun has a true heart for me; please show some mercy. She was sent to the estate even before she has fully recovered from her miscarriage. Another serious illness would indeed be a great harm to her body. Considering the sacrifices she's made for me, please don't make things difficult for her anymore."
