The bed of the East Palace Master surely boasted the finest quality and craftsmanship, so how could it have collapsed so easily?
Song Guo asked with concern, "Crown Prince, Crown Prince Consort, are both of you alright?"
"I am unharmed, but the Crown Princess Consort seems not so well," came Ye Yiheng's dark, worried voice from the room.
The next moment, the lamp inside the room lit up.
The Nanny Xi's craned their necks to peer through the cracks in the windows and doors to observe the situation inside.
"If anything untoward occurs to the Crown Princess Consort, the Nanny Xi's on duty today must all be held accountable," Ye Yiheng's voice came again, chill to the bone.
The Nanny Xi's shuddered at his words.
Before long, Ye Yiheng wrapped Leng Yu Yan in a blanket and carried her out of the bedroom.
Exiting the bedroom, he headed straight for Tingfeng Garden, holding her in his arms.
