Zhao Zun turned and strode out of the study, heading swiftly toward the courtyard where Han Lei resided.
Butler Mr. Liu was also startled and quickly sent someone to fetch the best doctor in the city.
In the night, Zhao Zun's figure moved like a gust of wind, weaving under the eaves of the Prince Mansion.
His heart was filled with anxiety and unease.
He had clearly already cleaned out the servants in the mansion. Although the disloyal ones had only been given a beating and hadn't been sold yet, he had explicitly forbidden them from serving the old madam and Han Lei. How could Han Lei suffer such harm?
Hearing Zhao Zun's footsteps approaching, the drowsy Han Lei barely opened her eyes. Seeing Zhao Zun, she managed a faint smile.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
The two special detox capsules she had just swallowed must have started working, as the pain in her abdomen had eased considerably.
