Love at First Sight Chapter 65 Please have a cup of tea first.

Zun Yi held deep admiration for his third brother. At this moment, he recalled the wounds Zun You had sustained, and the emperor’s investigation into the matter had yet to yield any results.

With some concern, he asked, “Third Brother, when you were attacked during the palace banquet, who do you think was behind it?”

Zun You had been pondering this question as well. There was something peculiar about the whole affair.

“Judging from what happened that night, I don’t think the assailant truly intended to take my life,” he said quietly.

“Really? What makes you say that?” Zun Yi hadn’t expected this answer.

“It was pure coincidence that I was there at that exact moment—no one could have known in advance. Moreover, when the assassin fled, the dart was actually aimed at Wen Yueqing.”

He recalled the events of that night: the intruder had appeared suddenly and left in haste, never making a genuine attempt to kill.

“So that’s how it was. I’ve never understood how, with so many imperial guards present, someone could break in and escape so easily,” Zun Yi admitted, perplexed.

“Affairs within the palace are always shrouded in uncertainty. Whatever the case, their actions were deliberate. Let’s observe how things unfold—sooner or later, someone will lose patience,” Zun You said with a smile. “Let’s not dwell on these matters. Let’s talk about something cheerful.”

“How about a game of chess, Third Brother?” Zun Yi suggested with a smile of his own.

“Excellent. It’s been far too long since we played. Let’s see how your skills have improved,” Zun You agreed.

The two brothers played chess together until evening, when Wen Yueqing finally returned.

“Where have you been all afternoon?” Zun You asked her with a smile.

“I was feeding the fish. The pond’s thawed at last,” Wen Yueqing replied as she ate.

“Do you enjoy keeping fish?” Zun Yi inquired.

“Very much. I’m especially fond of koi—they’ve grown so big now.” She gestured with her hands to show their size.

“She has a fondness for little creatures. Not long ago, she even asked me to buy her a parrot,” Zun You said, laughing.

“Is that so?” Zun Yi mused. “What a coincidence—I know a reputable bird seller. I can pick one out for you. What kind do you like?”

Wen Yueqing, aware of Zun Yi’s feelings toward her, chose not to answer directly. Instead, she turned to look at Zun You.

“She likes yellow ones—a golden macaw would suit her well,” Zun You said, catching her glance and smiling.

Wen Yueqing nodded, “In that case, thank you in advance, Your Highness.”

“You’re very welcome,” Zun Yi replied with a smile.

The three of them chatted together, their conversation light and pleasant.

Just then, Liu Yi entered and bowed. “Your Highness, Beauty Li has sent someone—she has something to report.”

“Let her in,” Zun You said, straightening up and waving his hand. Servants quickly cleared the table.

A young maid hurried inside, looking anxious. “Your Highness, Beauty Li has been suffering from severe stomach pains all day. She’s drenched in sweat and has started rambling incoherently. She begs you to come see her.”

Zun You’s expression grew troubled at this news.

Wen Yueqing knew he hesitated out of consideration for her, not wishing to decide too quickly. Yet, Beauty Li was carrying his child. In front of Zun Yi, she didn’t want to put Zun You in a difficult position. After all, only those within the prince’s residence knew of Beauty Li’s previous misdeeds against her. If Zun You refused to go now, it might seem callous.

“Your Highness, Beauty Li is nearly six months along. She’s never complained of discomfort before. I think you should go check on her,” Wen Yueqing said softly.

Hearing her words, Zun You felt reassured. He looked at Wen Yueqing and asked, “I’ll head to the rear court—will you come with me?”

She shook her head. “No, I’m a bit tired today. I’ll go rest in my room.”

As Zun You prepared to leave, Zun Yi quickly stood. “Then I’ll take my leave as well, and return tomorrow.”

“Very well. I won’t see you out,” Zun You replied, rising to walk out with him.

Liu Yi followed as they headed toward the back courtyard.

Just as Zun Yi neared the main entrance, a maid called out to him.

“Fifth Prince, please wait,” she said, catching her breath and bowing her head.

Zun Yi turned. “Oh? What is it?”

The maid bowed. “Fifth Prince, Miss Wen said she has something important to discuss with you and asked me to bring you to her.”

“Oh? She wants to see me?” Zun Yi was surprised and a bit delighted. Could it be that she had finally accepted his feelings?

“Very well, please lead the way,” he said with a smile.

The little maid glanced at Wang Xi behind him and whispered, “Your Highness, Miss Wen said she wishes to see you alone.”

Zun Yi thought for a moment, then said to Wang Xi, “Wait for me at the gate—I’ll be back soon.”

With that, he followed the maid toward the back.

As they walked, he began to feel something was off; the path seemed unusually secluded. The maid led him to a small, rather plain room beside the garden.

“Is Miss Wen meeting me here?” Zun Yi asked, looking around the modest chamber.

“Yes, she’ll be here soon. She asked that you wait a moment,” the maid replied softly.

Half-doubtful, Zun Yi sat down. The maid left the room, returning shortly with a cup of tea.

“Your Highness, please have some tea,” she said.

“Thank you,” Zun Yi replied, thinking nothing of it as he drank.

Meanwhile, in the rear court, inside Beauty Li’s chambers—

Zun You found her looking quite unwell. “How do you feel? Where does it hurt? Have you called for the physician?” he asked.

“Your Highness…” Beauty Li’s eyes filled with tears as she tried weakly to sit up.

“No need for formalities—just lie down,” Zun You said, taking a seat at her bedside.

“Thank you for coming to see me, Your Highness. I’ve already sent for Doctor Zhang, but he hasn’t arrived yet,” she replied, lying back.

“Very well, I’ll wait with you. Let’s see what he says,” Zun You said, deciding it was best to be certain of her condition now that he was there.

After about ten minutes, Doctor Zhang finally arrived, carrying his medicine chest.

“Come and examine her,” Zun You instructed.

“Yes, Your Highness.” Doctor Zhang felt uneasy—Beauty Li truly seemed unwell. He had been attentive throughout her pregnancy; she ate and slept well and had shown no issues at his last examination just yesterday.

He silently prayed that nothing would go wrong.

After taking her pulse, Doctor Zhang relaxed. Thankfully, it was nothing serious.

“Your Highness, Beauty Li has caught a chill in her stomach and intestines, causing diarrhea and nausea. I’ll prescribe some warming medicine for her, and she should recover quickly.”