An Ning looked at Feng Xiyun with cold eyes.
Feng Xiyun remained in a weak posture, her face full of innocence, yet her expression was also filled with grievance.
"Knowing that you were unwell, you insisted on personally delivering the dicine to the Emperor, spilling it on him, and even burning him!" An Ning’s icy voice carried authority, "What punishnt does Doctor Feng deserve?!"
Feng Xiyun’s heart trembled.
She said it to express her genuine feelings and intentions towards the Emperor, deliberately pointing the bla towards the Empress, accusing her of making things difficult out of jealousy. Yet unexpectedly, the Empress turned the situation against her.
Slandering her, injuring the Emperor.
Tears flowed even more on her face, her whole deanor conveying extre wrongfulness, as if she were utterly bullied by An Ning.
She choked and said, "Your Majesty, I ensured the dicine wasn’t hot before offering it to the Emperor, I wouldn’t risk the Emperor’s health carelessly."
"Even so, with Mobei’s cold climate, if the Emperor’s clothes are wet, he could catch a chill. What punishnt should Doctor Feng deserve?!" An Ning’s imposing manner was overwhelming.
"Therefore, I imdiately helped the Emperor change clothes," Feng Xiyun replied.
She was always composed and calm.
Without any cunning, she couldn’t have handled the situation so calmly.
"So Doctor Feng believes that the Emperor won’t catch a cold by simply removing his clothes?" An Ning questioned.
Feng Xiyun bit her lip.
Montarily left speechless by An Ning’s words.
"Cough, cough." Just then.
Xiao Jinxing suddenly coughed twice.
It seed to silently confirm An Ning’s words; he had indeed caught a chill.
An Ning turned her head to glance at Xiao Jinxing.
Feng Xiyun also lifted her eyes to look.
Xiao Jinxing pressed his lips together, maintaining his proud posture, dignified and cold.
Feng Xiyun bit her teeth secretly.
It was clearly evident that the Emperor was siding with An Ning.
An Ning turned back, looking coldly at Feng Xiyun again, "Moreover, being a woman, and not an attendant of the Emperor, Doctor Feng brazenly helps the Emperor change clothes. While it’s not directly defying hierarchy, it still transgresses boundaries between n and won. Doctor Feng, who values her chastity and reputation, approaches the Emperor in such an improper manner, what exactly are your intentions?!"
Her unhurried tone carried a daunting force.
"I have no such intentions, I..." Feng Xiyun was put in an embarrassing position by An Ning.
She didn’t expect An Ning to be so articulate.
After finally directing the conflict toward An Ning, now she found herself in trouble again.
"Speak, I’m listening." An Ning didn’t let Feng Xiyun’s hesitation pass.
She wanted to see what Feng Xiyun could co up with.
And truly to see how capable this woman could be.
Feng Xiyun knelt on the ground, looking pitifully at An Ning, suddenly admitting, "Your Majesty, it was my mistake."
An Ning’s eyes flickered slightly.
So she didn’t refute anymore.
Started to adopt an even lower stance to garner sympathy.
At this mont, her appearance indeed seed pure and harmless.
Feng Xiyun weakly said again, "I was too worried about the Emperor’s health, only wishing to care for him well, so I didn’t realize that my own discomfort might also cause harm to the Emperor. It was my mistake. And when I accidentally spilled the dicine, I montarily forgot about the differences between n and won in my urgency, losing my propriety, it’s also my fault."
Clearly acknowledging her mistakes, yet everywhere, there were her grievances.
An Ning sneered slightly, suddenly walking towards Feng Xiyun.
Feng Xiyun’s heart moved slightly, not knowing why An Ning was approaching.
Though she had been clearing her na and consistently using her weak deanor to garner sympathy, believing she could easily get through today, deep down, she still felt guilty. Under An Ning’s increasingly close presence, her emotions beca strained.
"Slap!"
A loud slap resounded unexpectedly, directly hitting Feng Xiyun’s face.
Feng Xiyun was stunned, her face instantly turned red.
Yet, soone as deep-minded as Feng Xiyun would naturally not exhibit too much emotional fluctuation.
She looked at An Ning with a pitiful expression, appearing very helpless.
At that mont, tears glistened in her eyes as she glanced at Xiao Jinxing, seemingly seeking help but not daring to show it. Her cautious emotions made her appear extrely pitiful.
"Since there’s a mistake, naturally there should be punishnt." An Ning said casually, "Right, Your Majesty?"
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