Xiao Jinxing moved away from An Ning’s legs.
If An Ning hadn’t said her legs would be disabled, he might have shalessly stayed.
After all.
As soon as he looked up, he could see the disgust in An Ning’s eyes.
"Don’t overthink it, it’s just that I dare not offend Your Majesty." An Ning lightly massaged her own legs while dashing Xiao Jinxing’s hopes.
She seed to understand.
How to make him uncomfortable.
"I know." Xiao Jinxing’s cold voice.
He knew all of An Ning’s rejection of him.
An Ning tapped her legs before slowly picking up the ink painting she hadn’t finished and resud writing, saying, "Eunuch Ping said you have trouble sleeping, I’ll prescribe so dicine for you now..."
An Ning’s body tensed.
Xiao Jinxing approached her from behind, placing his right hand on the hand she held the brush with.
An Ning’s face clearly showed discomfort.
Xiao Jinxing said, "I’ll teach you how to write ink painting well."
"Your Majesty, I’m prescribing dicine for you." An Ning restrained her fury, speaking through gritted teeth.
Who the hell cares for his teaching?
"I’ll make your prescription look better." Xiao Jinxing promised.
Can looking good cure illnesses?!
"What’s the next character?" Xiao Jinxing seed not to sense An Ning’s resistance and anger as he softly asked by her ear.
An Ning said nothing.
"I don’t mind holding Ningning like this forever." Xiao Jinxing’s voice grew increasingly ambiguous.
At that mont, his warm breath fell on An Ning’s ear.
So unless she satisfied the perverse emperor’s whims, there was no way she could walk away unscathed.
An Ning took a deep breath.
Then she recited her prescription.
Xiao Jinxing continued to hold her hand, teaching her to draw each stroke.
The prescription that could have been finished in a few minutes.
Was deliberately drawn out by Xiao Jinxing for the ti it takes to burn an incense stick.
Finally, it was done.
An Ning took the prescription and left Xiao Jinxing’s embrace.
Being too hasty, and her legs indeed numbed by Xiao Jinxing’s weight, her body suddenly beca unstable as she stood.
She fell directly back into Xiao Jinxing’s arms.
"Don’t touch !" An Ning shouted angrily.
She stopped Xiao Jinxing just in ti as he tried to embrace her.
Xiao Jinxing stifled a laugh.
Because An Ning was so furious, her cheeks flushed red, even her ears turned red, which was quite alluring.
Even if she hated him.
It was still better than her ignoring him altogether.
An Ning steadied herself and crawled out of Xiao Jinxing’s arms.
Then she slowly stood up and tossed the written prescription to Eunuch Ping, "Tell your emperor to take it on ti, and stop causing trouble everywhere!"
With that.
An Ning left the palace hall directly.
Though she limped, her speed was extrely fast.
She quickly disappeared from Xiao Jinxing’s sight.
The smile on Xiao Jinxing’s lips gradually faded.
Toward An Ning.
What on earth should he do to truly keep her?
He got up from the soft couch.
Took the prescription from Eunuch Ping’s hand.
Looking at the ink painting they wrote together...
Xiao Jinxing put the prescription into his own sleeve.
"Your Majesty, this servant hasn’t morized the prescription yet..." Eunuch Ping hurriedly said.
"No need, I don’t need it." Xiao Jinxing bluntly stated.
"But the Empress just said..."
Xiao Jinxing had already walked out of Xiaoxiang Palace with large strides.
More than anyone, he knew what the real cure for his insomnia was.
...
An Ning returned to her inner chamber and lay down on the bed for a while.
Being pressed by Xiao Jinxing, her legs were stiff on one hand, and on the other, the aches and softness in her bones made her sowhat sleepy.
If it weren’t for Xiao Jinxing sleeping on her, she figured she would have already climbed back into bed and fallen asleep again.
Just as she was about to fall asleep.
"Empress." Yue Ying called her softly from outside the screen.
"What’s the matter?" An Ning asked irritably upon waking.
"The Imperial Concubine sent so nourishing soup, saying you worked hard serving His Majesty last night and specially brewed tonic soup for you to replenish your body." Yue Ying reported.
An Ning frowned.
Would Bai Mowan be so kind?!
No doubt it’s poison, to directly poison her to death.
"Help up." An Ning ordered.
She really felt too soft to move.
"Yes."
Yue Ying draped an outer robe over the Empress, then helped her walk outside.
Bai Mowan’s personal palace maid Zixia knelt before An Ning, "This servant greets the Empress."
"Rise."
"Thank you, Empress." Zixia stood up, then respectfully said, "The Imperial Concubine was thoughtful of Your Majesty yesterday working hard to serve His Majesty, and specially sent this servant to bring tonic soup to Your Majesty. You there, serve the tonic soup to Her Majesty."
Speaking.
A young palace maid carefully handed the tonic soup to Yue Ying.
Yue Ying took it.
She knew it was a gift from the Imperial Concubine and couldn’t refuse it.
She handed it to the Empress.
An Ning glanced at it, then lifted it and sniffed it.
Fortunately.
It wasn’t poison.
Naturally, Bai Mowan wouldn’t be foolish enough to openly poison her to death.
No matter how well the emperor treated her, it was estimated that he wouldn’t let her be so indulgent.
So she cleverly chose the birth control soup.
At least to prevent her from bearing Xiao Jinxing’s offspring.
Once An Ning confird its effects, she drank it without hesitation.
She was still pondering how to brew the birth control soup under Xiao Jinxing’s radar when it was conveniently delivered to her.
Zixia watched with unblinking eyes as An Ning drank the entire bowl of birth control soup.
She also breathed a sigh of relief.
If the Empress hadn’t drunk it in front of her, there was no way she could explain it to the Imperial Concubine upon returning.
At this mont, in the midst of her anger, no one dared to upset the Imperial Concubine.
"This servant will not disturb the Empress’s rest and will return to the Imperial Concubine to report." Zixia said respectfully.
"You may leave."
"This servant takes her leave."
An Ning watched in the direction Zixia left.
She pondered that if she couldn’t reach an understanding with Xiao Jinxing, she would have to rely on Bai Mowan!
...
Zixia returned to Yunxia Palace to report.
"Did she drink it?" Bai Mowan confird.
"This servant saw with her own eyes that the Empress drank it." Zixia replied.
Bai Mowan gave a cold smile.
She would never allow the drama of mother-to-son nobility to unfold before her.
She coldly ordered, "Prepare tonic soup for , I want to see the Emperor."
"This servant obeys."
...
At night.
An Ning had dinner with An Youyou and Anqi.
Her body was too exhausted, she didn’t have much appetite.
"Mommy, aren’t you going to eat a bit more?" An Youyou noticed her mother’s discomfort.
"You two eat, I have no appetite." An Ning said as she proactively placed food on Anqi’s plate.
An Youyou pouted.
Clearly, she was the one concerned about Mommy.
Yet Mommy treated Sister Anqi better.
Forget it, she was used to being ignored by Mommy anyway.
"But Master said Mommy is pregnant and pregnant won need to take in more nutrition." An Youyou spoke seriously.
"Isn’t there enough at to shut your mouth?"
An Ning, in a bad mood, stuffed a chicken leg into An Youyou’s mouth.
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