"So it turns out that Princess Changle feels unwell because of Sister Xiyue!" Mu Qingge nodded in sudden realization.
Bai Xiyue's clumsy explanation didn't interest Mu Qingge enough to care how many people believed it. She merely glanced at those around her, noting their furrowed brows, and coldly chuckled, "Princess Changle feels unwell because of Sister Xiyue. As her brother, I thought it would be right to personally escort the Princess back to rest as a gesture of gratitude. As for Sister Xiyue, although she was injured, I've already sent her to a clinic for treatment and she's out of danger. I also ordered the guards from our mansion to escort her back home, accompanied by Sister Xiyue's maid."
