Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Chapter 186 What happened to the foot injury?

The bald, burly man nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, yes, yes...this is what I should do..."

Mo Yan glared at him fiercely, then walked up to Jiang Qingyan and said gratefully, "Thank you for your kindness today, Qingyan. From today onwards, all the profits generated by my Haolilai will be split in half with you. In other words, you and I are both managers here."

Jiang Qingyan quickly waved her hand and refused, saying, "No need, no need, it's just a small favor for me. Besides, we're the same kind of people, so it's only right that we help each other out."

Mo Yan smiled and said softly, "Yes, we are the same kind of people, so our relationship is naturally special. So please don't reject me anymore."

Jiang Qingyan chuckled and said, "Since you're so generous, I won't refuse anymore. Pack me a few small cakes first, I have to go home."

Mo Yan nodded quickly, ran to the kitchen, packed all the freshly baked cakes into a food box, and handed it to Jiang Qingyan.

Jiang Qingyan accepted the small cake, thanked Mo Yan, and then returned to the palace with Lin Zhijie.

Watching Jiang Qingyan's departing figure, Mo Yan inexplicably felt her heart race, and her cheeks flushed slightly...

Meanwhile, inside the Chaoyang Palace, Imperial Physician Li was kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear.

Shen Yuan stood in front of him and said sternly, "Speak quickly, what exactly happened to Consort Lin's foot injury?"

Considering the hush money Lin Zhijie had given him, Imperial Physician Li naturally kept his mouth shut, repeatedly shaking his head and saying, "This old minister...this old minister doesn't know..."

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes, raised his sword, and lifted Li Taiyi's chin, looking down at him coldly. "My husband once told me that the greatest tragedy in life is dying before you've spent all your money. Why do I feel that Li Taiyi looks somewhat tragic?"

Upon hearing this, Physician Li was so frightened that he immediately wet himself…

Sitting to the side, Mo Ting couldn't help but frown and said in a deep voice, "Imperial Physician Li is an old hand in the palace, and he has done his fair share of secret dealings with the concubines. Naturally, he understands the principle of taking money to solve problems. But you should also think carefully about whether money or I am the one who calls the shots in this harem?"

Shen Yuan immediately added, "We didn't bring you here today to make things difficult for you; we just want to find out the truth. Tell us the truth, and we'll pretend we didn't hear what you said today."

Physician Li rolled his eyes. That's true. No matter how favored Consort Lin is, she is still just a consort. She can never compare to the Empress!

Moreover, judging from the Empress and Consort Shen's expressions, they seemed to have already guessed the reason, and just wanted a definite answer from me...

Besides, this is just a minor tactic used in the struggle for favor in the harem; it's nothing serious, and there's no need to make a big deal out of it...

Imperial Physician Li gritted his teeth and confessed, "Reporting to the Empress and Consort Shen, it was I who treated Consort Lin after she sprained her ankle that day. After examining the injury, I discovered that it seemed she had deliberately sprained it… Later, when I offered her medicine that could immediately heal the injury, she refused, saying she wasn't in a hurry and wanted it to heal slowly…"

Shen Yuan laughed and said, "So he summoned you again today and asked for that medicine?"

Physician Li nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes... he has fully recovered..."

Shen Yuan turned to look at Mo Ting, who was sitting in the seat of honor drinking tea, and raised his head, saying, "How about that? Was I right?"

Mo Ting took a sip of tea and said to Physician Li, "Alright, you may leave now."

Physician Li hurriedly kowtowed to express his gratitude, then used his robe to wipe away the few drops of urine that had seeped out before scrambling back to the Imperial Hospital.

Seeing the disheveled state of Physician Li, Shen Yuan chuckled and slowly walked to the chair next to Mo Ting, then sat down and said softly, "Should we tell my husband about this?"

Mo Ting picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for Shen Yuan, saying calmly, "What we can think of, my husband can naturally think of as well. She is far smarter than us."

Shen Yuan frowned. "Then why does my husband pretend not to know, and why does he spend every day with him?"

Mo Ting chuckled and said, "My husband once said that the squeaky wheel gets the grease."

Shen Yuan sighed silently, "Although I know the reason and the methods to win favor, I still won't do what he did..."

Mo Ting turned to look at Shen Yuan, "A gentleman acts with integrity and uprightness, and that is what I admire most about you."

Shen Yuan gave a bitter laugh and downed the tea in his cup in one gulp. "What's the use? My husband was still bewitched by Lin Zhijie..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhijie carried Jiang Qingyan back to Chaoyang Palace.

Seeing that Shen Yuan was also inside, Jiang Qingyan quickly got down from Lin Zhijie's arms, ran over, took out two small cakes from the food box, and gave one to Mo Ting and one to Shen Yuan.

She asked with a smile, "How is it? Is this little cake delicious?"

Mo Ting savored the unusual pastry in his mouth, his eyes filled with surprise. He couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so fragrant with milk, soft and fluffy, and has a rich egg flavor. Where did you get such delicious food, my husband?"

Shen Yuan chimed in, "Husband, these pastries are delicious!"

Jiang Qingyan smiled and said, "What do you think if these little cakes were served in the palace every day?"

Mo Ting nodded in agreement, saying, "If we could enjoy such delicious pastries every day, that would be wonderful!"

Shen Yuan agreed, saying, "These pastries can be eaten not only for breakfast, but also with tea in the afternoon."

Seeing that the two agreed, Jiang Qingyan snapped her fingers, "Since you both agree, then I will choose a day to bring Moyan into the palace to be our imperial pastry chef!"

Mo Ting asked in confusion, "Mo Yan? Who is the person my husband is talking about?"

Shen Yuan frowned and said, "Husband, you wouldn't have brought in another pretty boy who can make pastries to compete for favor in the palace, would you?"

Jiang Qingyan rolled her eyes at him and explained, "First of all, although Mo Yan is very fair-skinned, she's not a gigolo! Secondly, she's a woman! She won't compete with you for your affections!"

Since the Mo Yan her husband mentioned was a woman, the two of them didn't say anything more. Who cared who she was, as long as she wasn't a rival in love...

At this moment, Shen Yuan noticed Lin Zhijie standing outside the hall, about to leave. He quickly waved to him and called out, "Hey! Isn't that Brother Lin? Why are you standing outside? Come in, come in! Don't get sunburned and can't get out of bed again, then your husband will have to take us to take care of you..."

Mo Ting pursed his lips, finding it somewhat amusing, but still managed to hold back his laughter.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhijie coughed awkwardly and then slowly stepped into the hall.