Hui Dao's heart stirred. This spiritual energy seemed to be emanating from Prince Dai's Residence? But no sooner had he thought it than he saw Su Ziji sweep him with an icy gaze. He could not help but shudder and immediately lowered his head.
Prince Dai frowned but said nothing. In silence, he continued riding into the residence, merely glancing at the lights in the courtyard. By the time he reached the main courtyard, a group of people had long been waiting beneath the eaves and along the corridor.
"What happened?" Su Ziji asked, seeming to still wear a smile.
"Your Highness, Her Highness suddenly had fetal movement just now." The steward appeared badly frightened, but he forced himself to compose himself and answered at once.
"How is she?" Su Ziji's expression changed instantly.
"Your Highness, this old servant immediately summoned a physician. He has already gone inside to examine her. Word has just come that there is no great danger."
Su Ziji silently let out a breath. Without another word, he hurried inside. The courtyard was utterly quiet; even those carrying water and boiling medicine moved on tiptoe. As soon as he stepped onto the corridor, the maids and old servants immediately knelt down, holding their breath like silent cicadas.
Su Ziji paid them no heed. Entering the small hall, he saw silk curtains hanging around the inner bedchamber, with Ye Buhui dimly visible lying within. Outside stood a physician writing a prescription. Clearly, the residence physician who had been summoned had already examined Ye Buhui.
"Your Highness has arrived." The physician was a gaunt old man with grizzled hair. He hastily bowed to Prince Dai, but Su Ziji waved a hand. "Yuan Jiashan, dispense with the formalities. What happened?"
"Your Highness, Her Highness suddenly experienced fetal movement just