The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day-Chapter 866 - 450: The "Tender Moments" of Xiao Jinxing and An Ning (Fifth Update)
Song Yanqing was completely at a loss for words.
An Ning said indifferently, "I need to make some preparations to remove your scars. You should first focus on getting married and taking care of your health. I’ll inform you when I’m ready."
"Yes. I take my leave, Your Majesty," Song Yanqing hurriedly said.
At this moment, he had long been wanting to leave.
He dared not disturb the Emperor and the Consort’s intimacy even a bit.
Song Yanqing withdrew.
Under Xiao Jinxing’s signal, everyone else also left.
In the hall of the Xiaoxiang Palace, only An Ning and Xiao Jinxing remained.
Just like last night.
No one could disturb them as long as he gave the order.
Suddenly, there was silence.
Xiao Jinxing said, "Last night, you endured a lot."
An Ning pursed her lips but didn’t respond.
Stop it, having taken advantage and now pretending to be humble!
"Does it hurt?" Xiao Jinxing’s slender fingers touched the kiss marks on An Ning’s neck.
As soon as he touched her.
An Ning moved away.
Xiao Jinxing’s fingers awkwardly froze in midair, then slowly dropped.
"Do you remember the rosin ointment?" Xiao Jinxing asked her.
An Ning still didn’t respond.
"Let me apply the medicine for you," Xiao Jinxing said, reaching for An Ning’s hand with a casual grace.
This time, An Ning couldn’t dodge.
She looked at Xiao Jinxing.
Xiao Jinxing said, "Isn’t it that you can’t heal by yourself now? So, you need the medicine."
"Do you think this will improve our relationship?" An Ning asked him.
She held back as Xiao Jinxing forcefully pried her fingers apart.
Her right palm indeed still had some wounds, but the injuries weren’t deep from last night, and they were just shallow scratches now.
Even without applying ointment, they’d heal in three to five days.
"I just want to be a bit kinder to you," Xiao Jinxing said, "At least, I don’t want to affect your feelings for him."
An Ning frowned.
"I mean Fu Xingyi," Xiao Jinxing added.
An Ning understood instantly.
When leaving today, Xiao Jinxing had told her to treat him as if he were Fu Xingyi, so now, is he trying to play the role of Fu Xingyi?!
"You can’t replace him, let alone affect him," An Ning said coldly.
Xiao Jinxing seemed to chuckle lightly.
He didn’t mind.
Perhaps he had anticipated An Ning would say that.
He was just diligently applying the ointment for her, gently, little by little.
After he finished, Xiao Jinxing advised, "Try not to get it wet."
An Ning immediately withdrew her hand from Xiao Jinxing’s warm palm, "I am a doctor; I know better how to heal the body."
So.
No need for his concern.
"Then may I trouble the Divine Doctor to treat the wound on my head," Xiao Jinxing replied smoothly.
"..." An Ning looked at him.
Xiao Jinxing lay down, resting his head on her lap.
The back of his head facing An Ning.
An Ning restrained herself.
She knew that vase smash last night must have been quite serious.
She even doubted how Xiao Jinxing managed to keep going with her last night and how he got up early today for court assembly.
An Ning still proceeded, pulling aside his black hair to inspect the cracks and wounds beneath.
Some shallow scars had scabbed; some deeper ones still had debris.
Xiao Jinxing hadn’t immediately asked the Imperial Physician to clean his wounds.
Did he think his protagonist aura meant his life was that big?!
With humanitarian duty as a doctor.
An Ning signaled Yue Ying to bring out the medical kit she brought into the palace.
Then she started cleaning the debris and wounds for Xiao Jinxing.
It should hurt.
After all, she deliberately didn’t apply anesthesia to Xiao Jinxing.
But Xiao Jinxing beneath her didn’t even utter a sound.
An Ning wasn’t concerned either.
She just needed to finish what she was doing.
It took quite a while.
An Ning finally treated Xiao Jinxing’s wounds.
As she was about to tell Xiao Jinxing to get up and leave.
She heard his even breathing.
It seemed he had fallen asleep.
He could sleep like this?!
Couldn’t he feel the pain?!
Or was he genuinely exhausted to the extreme?
From last night until now, he hadn’t closed his eyes even once.
Even, excessively exerting himself.
But what does that have to do with her?
Wasn’t it all Xiao Jinxing’s fault?!
An Ning reached out to push Xiao Jinxing away.
Eunuch Ping saw the Consort’s actions and quickly knelt down, "Consort, please let the Emperor rest on you for a while."
An Ning frowned.
Why?!
"Not just last night or today; ever since the Consort arrived at the Imperial Palace, even when the Emperor hasn’t visited the Consort’s sleeping quarters, he hasn’t rested well. The Emperor is almost always reviewing memorials day and night, only taking brief rests on the couch at dawn before heading to the morning court," Eunuch Ping said, his voice emotional yet kept low, afraid to wake the Emperor, "Moreover, the Emperor’s sleepless state isn’t just since the Consort’s arrival; since the Emperor ascended the throne five years ago, he hasn’t truly slept well, totaling only around two hours each day."
"I’ve served the Emperor for five years and have never seen him sleep so soundly like now. I beseech the Consort, for the sake of the Emperor’s health, to let him sleep peacefully on you this once."
Eunuch Ping’s words were filled with emotion.
An Ning listened and felt somewhat agitated.
Xiao Jinxing’s poor sleep, whose fault was that?!
Was it her fault?!
Why should she indulge him?!
Yet just as An Ning was truly about to push Xiao Jinxing away, her fingers paused.
She looked into his eyes at the obvious dark circles, signaling his deep sleep... But everything was caused by his innocent-looking face when his eyes were closed, that familiar face giving her a moment of relent.
Plus, Eunuch Ping’s repeated pleas and hopeful gaze made her feel as if letting Xiao Jinxing have a proper sleep truly was an immense matter.
...
Yunxia Palace.
In the great hall, everything was shattered on the ground.
Last night, Xiao Jinxing really stayed overnight at An Ning’s place.
He truly stayed the night!
Today, not long after court duty, he went back again.
He still hasn’t come out.
Has he really been bewitched by that enchantress An Ning?!
What exactly bewitched him, and in what way was she better than that vile woman?!
Just because she looked like Ye Qichi?!
Can Xiao Jinxing still not forget that woman?!
She had enough.
She had truly reached her limit with Xiao Jinxing.
If he could betray Ye Qichi and engage with other women, why not with her?!
This was straight-up trampling on all her dignity without any hesitation.
She, Bai Mowan, absolutely couldn’t swallow this anger!
...
Xiaoxiang Palace.
For 2 hours straight.
An Ning felt her legs were numb.
Xiao Jinxing seemed to have woken up.
Awake, yet his head still rested on her lap as if reluctant to leave.
"If Your Majesty is awake, please get up," An Ning urged coldly, "I don’t wish to waste my legs like this."
