Although Anning was unwilling to deal with Wang Cejun, since Miss was ill, she had to go see her.
Once Xiao Yuan fell asleep, Anning got up and went to Songtao Court.
When she arrived, the Imperial Physician had already seen Miss, and Wang Cejun was by Miss’s side, crying.
As Anning entered the room, she heard soft sobbing.
"What’s wrong with Miss?"
She asked.
Wang Cejun saw her co in and hurriedly knelt down to greet her.
Anning gestured for him to rise: "Get up now, where’s Miss?"
Wang Cejun pointed towards the bed in the inner room, and Anning quickly walked over, lowering her head to look at the little girl lying on the bed.
The girl was very young, only about two or three years old, looking very thin and small, lying on the bed with a pale face, appearing exceptionally pitiable.
Anning picked up her hand to take a look; the hand was small, thin, and the fingers were like chicken claws.
"Has she taken her dicine?"
Anning asked.
Wang Cejun replied from the side: "She did, but vomited quite a bit."
Anning massaged Miss’s acupuncture points, thought for a mont, then picked Miss up: "Let Miss sleep with tonight, you get so rest."
Wang Cejun’s face turned white with fear, and he knelt down with a thud: "Master, please don’t take Miss away, she’s my life, I..."
Anning’s face imdiately darkened: "What, as her mother, I can’t have Miss sleep with for a few nights? Do you think only you as the father care for her? As if I don’t care as her mother? She’s your child, but she’s also my daughter."
She glowered, causing Wang Cejun to look even more uneasy.
"I, forgive Master, I’m just worried about Miss."
Anning waved a hand: "Get up now, I see Miss is gravely ill, so I want her with for a while. I possess the Royal Family’s energy; perhaps I can suppress the illness. Once she’s better, I’ll return her to you."
Anning’s voice softened considerably, and only then did Wang Cejun dare to stand.
Anning didn’t want to linger, she carried Miss out.
Wang Cejun’s face turned pale, his steps unsteady as he sent them off, watching Anning carry Miss away. Wang Cejun bit down, his long nails cutting his palms until they bled.
ixiang Court
Song Shijun had his servant comforting Second Miss, with a few servants teasing around.
"Shijun, just now the Master went to Songtao Court and took Miss, I saw Wang Cejun’s face turn white."
Song Shijun slowly drank a bowl of bird’s nest soup: "Wasn’t that his own doing? Did he even consider the day it is? The day Lord gave birth to the legitimate daughter. Even when he should avoid it, he chooses to push himself forward, trying to win favor. Is that favor sothing he can strive for? Usually, Wife Master sees him being clever and able to lower himself to please, giving him so favor. He didn’t know his place, thinking he could rise above the Lord, what is he thinking? Could he want Wife Master to confuse legitimate and illegitimate, placing the illegitimate above the legitimate? He dreams too sweetly, but look, he’s hit a wall now."
Thinking of Wang Cejun’s disgrace, his servant being beaten with twenty boards before Songtao Court, and now Wife Master taking his daughter away, Song Shijun was delighted, finding his al even tastier.
He laughed: "You all better rember, don’t push yourselves around Wife Master these days, secondly, take good care of Second Miss, and don’t wander near Songtao Court, understand?"
The servants quickly affird their understanding.
Xiao Yuan didn’t sleep well, waking up shortly after nodding off.
Upon waking and not seeing Anning, he asked his attendant: "Qingyu, where is Wife Master?"
Qingyu stepped forward and whispered: "Master went to Songtao Court."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuan felt terribly sour inside.
Qingyu glanced at the weather and asked: "Lord, shall I prepare dinner?"
Xiao Yuan found it hard to eat, he clenched his teeth: "What dinner, Wife Master hasn’t returned, so I won’t eat."
Qingyu hesitated but said: "Wife Master might spend the night at Songtao Court, Lord should eat sothing."
"I won’t eat."
Xiao Yuan gritted his teeth: "Go, go to Songtao Court and bring Wife Master back..."
Before he finished speaking, Anning’s voice was heard: "See, I’ve returned."
Looking again, Anning was carrying a little girl as she entered.
She ca in, placed the little girl on the couch, covered her with a blanket, and then instructed Qingyu: "Go have them prepare the al."
Qingyu led people away, leaving Anning to sit beside Xiao Yuan: "After so many generations together, you still don’t trust ?"
Xiao Yuan looked away, ignoring her.
Anning shook her head helplessly: "Alright, but I was just going to see Miss. After all, she’s my daughter, I can’t ignore her."
She leaned over and whispered: "Otherwise, how about I bring all three children for you to raise, and from now on I’ll just visit you, okay?"
Xiao Yuan thought for a mont: "No need, I won’t do such thankless work, I won’t mistreat children born to others, but I also don’t want to raise them. Their real father is there, what’s the point of raising them, exhausting my efforts to raise them, and then they’re still close to their real father, not thankful but hate for keeping them apart. What’s in it for ."
Anning pushed Xiao Yuan’s hair aside and sighed: "That’s true, so I’ll raise them, you should concern yourself a bit more; after all, they’re children, can’t ignore them, plus..."
At this, Anning’s voice lowered: "Childbirth is too painful, even with just the one you had, my heart aches, I don’t want you to go through it again, and I certainly won’t go to soone else’s chambers. From now on, we might only have these four children, each must be properly raised, otherwise... that position might be difficult."
Currently, society values the phrase ’more daughters, more blessings.’
Anning is a Princess, with three husbands and four consorts, serving her are many, if it remains only four children, it would invite criticism, having fewer daughters during a succession battle is a disadvantage, three daughters is truly few for Anning as a Princess, if one or two were lost, sitting in that position becos a dream.
Xiao Yuan understood this well.
After so thought, he said: "Then you bring them for to raise, with here, I can handle these children, besides, four children is too few, I..."
He gritted his teeth: "I’ll have more; more legitimate daughters benefit both you and ."
Though he said it, thinking of having more children made Xiao Yuan’s heart ache terribly.
Anning shook her head: "No need, I can’t bear to let you suffer that much."
Xiao Yuan said nothing more, but he had made up his mind.
After dinner, Anning had the adjacent room tidied up; she slept there with Miss.
Throughout the night, Anning continuously applied pressure on Miss’s acupuncture points, later, while she slept, Anning perford acupuncture again, only when Miss settled down did Anning sit and start cultivating.
This world lacks Spiritual Energy, Anning’s cultivation only allows entry into the Qi Refinent Realm, making her physically stronger than others, and preserving so Spiritual Energy, progressing further is impossible.
Anning didn’t demand more, cultivated for a while, then went to sleep.
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