Even as he nodded in response, the emotions going through his mind were anything but ‘fine.’
“I’m fine. It’s nothing serious.”
Seated on a bedding mat in one of the lodge’s chambers, he forced a smile.
But Sinhui’s expression remained grim.
“Nothing serious? You lost consciousness in the consorts’ quarters in the middle of the night. If you hadn’t been found quickly, it could have been a disaster.”
Sinyeong clenched his teeth as Sinhui needlessly laid out the details, dredging up the humiliating events of the previous night.
「His Highness has collapsed! Someone, call a physician—quick!」
Hwayeong had literally thrown him to the ground.
Then, without hesitation, she had bellowed those words for the entire consorts’ quarters to hear.
The place had erupted into chaos.
Shrill voices of palace maids calling for a court physician filled the night air.
He had wanted to say he hadn’t actually collapsed.
But Hwayeong had left him no choice.
