Qu Tan'er, in order to prevent an innocent catastrophe and collateral damage, hastened to explain, yet she had to use a calm tone, "My lord, aren't they servants from your mansion? If they catch a cold, we'll have to spend silver on a doctor for them. Isn't that money? I'm trying to help you save on the household expenses of the prince's mansion."
"Is that so?" Mo Liancheng peered at her with a scrutinizing gaze, not openly admitting belief in her words, nor denying them outright.
