My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 150 - 151: Pretending?

Chapter 150: Chapter 151: Pretending?

"Shut up, how dare you disturb the Prince in the middle of the night? Do you have a death wish?" Ye Yi coldly dragged Yanyan out, but was astonished at the girl’s surprising strength!

Just as he was about to use force to knock her unconscious, Ye Yunting frowned and spoke in a mild tone.

"Let her speak."

For some reason, when the servant girl burst in, Ye Yunting actually felt a sigh of relief.

"It’s the Princess Consort! Sob sob, the Princess Consort has been bleeding heavily for a whole week, and today it’s even worse, sob sob. Prince, please go see her quickly. I’m afraid if you’re too late, you will never see the Princess Consort again!" Yanyan sobbed.

Ye Yunting’s brows knitted tightly, and he immediately got up.

"Ye Yi, follow this Prince to Chuxiang Garden."

Ye Yunting strode ahead with Yanyan trailing behind, giving Ye Yi a furious glare.

Ye Yi: "..."

The little girl has quite the temper.

A group of people proceeded in a grand procession while Lin Fuying was still sitting on the floor, with no one to help her up.

She was seething with anger!

"Dong Yue! Dong Yue! Where the hell are you?"

At the sound of her voice, Dong Yue hurried in, trembling, and helped Lin Fuying up.

Once Lin Fuying was steady on her feet, she backhanded Dong Yue across the face.

"You little wretch! Chu Nanli, that little wretch must have done this on purpose!"

"Just as Yunting came back, she began her act. She just wants to steal the affection Yunting gives me. Isn’t she a wretch?"

Dong Yue dared not disagree, "Yes, yes, Princess Consort is right, Chu Nanli is a little wretch. The Prince is sure to see through her scheming and detest her!"

"Exactly, we can’t let that little wretch succeed."

Lin Fuying clenched her fists and stood up, silently following behind Ye Yunting.

Ye Yunting walked briskly to Chuxiang Garden, and upon seeing Chu Nanli’s pale face devoid of any color, a surge of anger welled up within him.

"It’s just a period, why overreact like this?"

Chu Nanli knew he wouldn’t have anything nice to say, so she ignored him.

"Your Highness, forgive me, but the Princess Consort fears she might have fallen ill; she has been bleeding nonstop for seven days." Yanyan spoke tearfully from the side.

Ye Yunting grew even more irritated, sitting beside Chu Nanli and noticing her forehead beaded with cold sweat, his brow furrowed, "Chu Nanli, you had better be truly unwell."

"Call Bai Wuheng over," Ye Yunting instructed Ye Yi.

A quarter of an hour later, Bai Wuheng arrived at his own leisurely pace.

"Isn’t the Princess Consort herself a physician? Why call Bai over?"

Ye Yunting gave him a sidelong glance, "Examine Chu Nanli’s pulse."

Bai Wuheng opened his mouth to protest but ultimately said nothing more, and began to take her pulse.

After a moment, his expression grew grave, "The Princess Consort’s vital energy is very weak. It seems the miscarriage has left her with this condition. If it’s not stopped in time, she could be in mortal danger."

Bai Wuheng was, after all, a physician.

He looked at Chu Nanli complexly; although the woman was vicious, she didn’t deserve to die.

"I will prepare a prescription for her right away."

With a dark expression, Ye Yunting asked coldly, "What are the chances you can cure her?"

After a moment’s thought, Bai Wuheng said, "Ninety percent. If there are no major complications, it should be a sure thing."

Ye Yunting did not say anything more.

Even Bai Wuheng now believed that Chu Nanli had miscarried and wasn’t pregnant.

Seeing her plan had succeeded, Chu Nanli then issued an expulsion order.

"Prince, I would like to rest."

Ye Yunting let out a sarcastically cold laugh and quickly got up, "Do you think this Prince wishes to stay here?"

"Of course not," Chu Nanli said lightly.

For some reason, Ye Yunting felt even more infuriated.