The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day-Chapter 893 - 477: An Luming’s "Defection" (Second Update)
Inside the grand hall.
Between An Ning’s arrival and Bai Mowan’s recent visit, Xiao Jinxing’s attitude showed a stark contrast.
Even An Luming noticed the unusual demeanor of his father, the emperor.
He set aside the partly reviewed petitions, and his already upright posture now seemed even more meticulously correct, as if he was deliberately showing that his royal demeanor could not lapse for even a moment.
"Your humble servant greets Your Majesty," An Ning saluted.
She told herself to adapt to the customs.
During her half-year contract with Xiao Jinxing in the Imperial Palace, she tried to accommodate him.
She only hoped he would keep his word.
"Rise," Xiao Jinxing said hastily.
An Luming felt his father almost had the impulse to personally help his mother rise.
"Luming, why are you not saluting your mother?" Xiao Jinxing commanded.
An Luming frowned.
Just now, what that lady said clearly concerned him, yet his father hadn’t allowed him to speak a single word.
An Luming set down the ink stone and walked properly to An Ning, knelt and saluted, "Your son wishes mother well."
An Ning helped An Luming up.
When her gaze landed on An Luming’s face, her expression instantly changed. She turned to question Xiao Jinxing, "What’s going on with Luming’s face?"
His right side was noticeably swollen, and a closer look revealed some scrapes on his neck.
Did he fall?!
Since childhood, An Luming was more mature than most children his age. Such accidents from carelessness would never happen to An Luming.
Which is to say.
It’s very likely he was beaten.
Surely Xiao Jinxing wouldn’t use violence to make An Luming submit, right?!
At that thought.
An Ning could not remain calm.
"It’s martial arts practice," Xiao Jinxing immediately grasped An Ning’s thoughts and hastily explained, "I taught him martial arts and he got injured."
"Who told you to teach him martial arts?" An Ning snapped.
"A man should strive for strength," Xiao Jinxing replied sternly.
"Luming is only four years old."
"I could scale walls when I was four," Xiao Jinxing retorted.
"Then why not talk about how you were disabled at age ten, incapable of walking?" An Ning countered.
Xiao Jinxing nearly choked.
Can’t you save some face for me in front of my son?!
At that moment, he distinctly felt An Luming’s surprised gaze.
The image he painstakingly maintained was on the verge of collapse.
"Even if misfortunes come to one’s body, I rose again with perseverance," Xiao Jinxing said with a steady voice.
"Heh," An Ning could only admire Xiao Jinxing’s thick skin.
She rarely indulged in verbal sparring with Xiao Jinxing.
Firmly informing Xiao Jinxing, "From today, stop teaching Luming martial arts. I will have Uncle Zhang make reasonable arrangements for Luming’s training based on his physical condition."
"I have discretion," Xiao Jinxing unequivocally declined An Ning.
"Your discretion leads him to be bruised like this?!"
"Martial artists are bound to get injured..."
"Xiao Jinxing, I let An Luming enter the palace just to fulfill your so-called fatherly love, not for you to harm Luming," An Ning interrupted Xiao Jinxing, her voice clearly carrying suppressed anger, "Do you truly treat An Luming as your own son?!"
Xiao Jinxing’s expression changed under An Ning’s accusations.
He hadn’t begun to defend himself.
An Ning said sarcastically, "Just now Bai Mowan said so much, it’s reasonable for Your Majesty to doubt Luming’s identity."
"I have never doubted!" Xiao Jinxing firmly denied, word by word.
"True, after all, Luming looks like you," An Ning said casually.
As if unwilling to further entangle in this matter.
"Even if Luming didn’t resemble me, I wouldn’t doubt," Xiao Jinxing stated confidently.
An Ning glanced at Xiao Jinxing.
"I understand your character; if he weren’t my child, you’d directly tell me, not hide it," Xiao Jinxing articulated clearly.
An Ning’s heart slightly stirred.
Does Xiao Jinxing truly trust her so much?! 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
More than Bai Mowan?
"On Luming’s training, I’ll make appropriate adjustments to minimize injuries," Xiao Jinxing suddenly compromised.
Even if these injuries are minor, because An Ning worries and feels hurt, he was willing to change.
An Ning pursed her lips.
Feeling as if bullying Xiao Jinxing.
The one who injured her son was Xiao Jinxing, and An Luming was indeed only 4 years old; pushing too hard is simply forcing growth prematurely.
So in sum, she did nothing wrong.
No need to feel uneasy!
"Mother," An Luming suddenly spoke.
An Ning decided not to ponder further.
She wasn’t someone who clung to details unnecessarily.
"I am willing to follow father in martial arts training," An Luming said directly.
An Ning was surprised.
"My injury was just an accident. Besides, when I fell from the rooftop, father saved me. His injuries are worse than mine, on his back," An Luming added.
An Ning looked sharply at her son.
Was Luming speaking on Xiao Jinxing’s behalf?!
In just half a month, Xiao Jinxing managed to win Luming over so easily?
"I’m just stating facts," An Luming seemed to notice An Ning’s thoughts.
He actually didn’t want to say it.
But watching his mother blame his father...he just didn’t want to falsely accuse a good man.
Not because he developed affection for his so-called father.
An Ning glanced again at Xiao Jinxing.
Xiao Jinxing returned An Ning’s gaze, feeling somewhat surprised that An Luming had spoken for him, trying to conceal his joy, he said, "It’s not serious."
An Ning rolled her eyes.
Who cares whether you’re severely injured or not.
Her concern was that An Luming shouldn’t really be bought off by Xiao Jinxing.
Despite An Luming’s intelligence, he was only four years old.
Xiao Jinxing, the sneaky old fox, was wicked and cunning!
She regretted agreeing to leave An Luming entirely to Xiao Jinxing.
"Did you come to see me for a reason?" Xiao Jinxing changed the topic directly.
"I came to see Luming," An Ning said, "Even though Luming stays with you, you can’t monopolize him. Today I want to take him back to Xiaoxiang Palace."
"Luming is assisting me with reviewing petitions."
"Can he understand them?" An Ning’s anger flared again.
What exactly was Xiao Jinxing teaching An Luming?!
Did he think his son was older?!
Fourteen years old perhaps?!
"Mother, I can read, in places I don’t understand, Father explains," An Luming replied.
"..." An Ning’s frustration stuck in her chest.
Was An Luming truly bought off by Xiao Jinxing?!
His every word seemed a defense.
An Luming lowered his eyes again, repeating the helpless protest, "I’m just stating facts."
"Today, An Luming rests," An Ning declared dominantly, non-negotiably.
She must take An Luming back to clear his mind.
He shouldn’t be brainwashed by Xiao Jinxing.
What if Xiao Jinxing uses An Luming to make her stay in the Imperial Palace...
Could Xiao Jinxing, this scheming emperor, be any more cunning?!
Unable to remain composed, An Ning led An Luming away from Qiankun Hall.
