The Mad Frank's Dreams: Post 13 Auntie Chue’s Head Part 1

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#Wss366 Resign

Mao had #resigned herself to being carried to the palace on a litter, less so that Steel and Miss Chue stood guard on either side of the procession. She wondered why things couldn't be handled more discreetly.

At least the litter was smoother than a coach would have been. Her headaches still came and went. Ginger and radish leaf tea, along with persimmon cakes, helped with the nausea. A coach would have been pure torture.

It was a relief when they arrived at the palace and were ushered into Jinshi’s office.

Mao sighed. Inspecting the prince confirmed her fears. “Pale. Low yang. He’s been working despite what I told him. Recovering from being poisoned isn't simple.”

The paperwork in question was stacked in front of the Moon Prince. It was way too much for a healthy man, and Jinshi was hardly that. “Just let someone else deal with that paperwork,” she thought.

If she had been alone, she would have just said it, but with witnesses present, she needed to present a veneer of respect.

The events of the last few months had been trying for both of them. First, Jinshi survived an assassination attempt by a hair’s breadth, and now Mao was recovering from a head injury.

Her assumption that she had been called to the palace to care for his wound was dispelled when he didn’t send the attendants away. Perhaps they had captured The Mad Frank. But if that were the case, why not just send a message?

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