"Yes, Your Highness."
The nanny immediately led a group of people out, but Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu, who had entered with Ya Molian, had no intention of leaving.
"Mo'er, I have something to tell you."
Princess Consort Lian glanced at them, hinting at Ya Molian.
"Hmm, please speak, Mother Consort," Ya Molian said, looking at her.
Princess Consort Lian: "..."
With Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu present, how was she supposed to speak?
"You should ask them to leave first."
"Mother Consort, Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu are here solely to ensure my safety, as you well know. My health is frail, and I can fall ill at any moment; without them, I won't be able to talk at ease with you."
Ya Molian rested one hand on the chair arm, his fingers rhythmically tapping it, but the words he spoke struck Princess Consort Lian to the core.
She clenched her teeth.
What did he mean by protecting his safety if not that he knew about her previous attempt to poison him?
