The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day-Chapter 954 - 538: An Ning Drunk (Late Night)

An Ning stretched lazily and teased Xie Ruotong, "Your short-lived ghost has come to pick you up."

Xie Ruotong frowned.

Clearly not immediately comprehending.

"Behind you." An Ning pointed.

At that moment, she actually saw Xiao Jinxing too.

They came together.

But she ignored him.

Xie Ruotong turned around and immediately saw the Emperor.

She hastily got up, wanting to pay her respects.

"No need for formalities outside." Xiao Jinxing said directly.

Xie Ruotong lazily sat back in her chair.

"Come on, let’s go back." An Ning said to Xie Ruotong.

"I still want to drink with you." Xie Ruotong insisted stubbornly.

When people are drunk, emotions become harder to contain.

They become much more straightforward.

"There will be a next time." An Ning reassured her.

"Next time you won’t be here..." As she spoke, Xie Ruotong’s eyes suddenly reddened.

She abruptly became emotionally vulnerable.

"Before I leave, I’ll definitely drink with you again." An Ning promised.

"Really?"

"Really."

"Alright then." Xie Ruotong quickly compromised.

An Ning smiled faintly.

She said to Song Yanqing, "Aren’t you going to take her away?"

Song Yanqing hurriedly came back to his senses.

He was also startled by Xie Ruotong’s sudden demeanor.

Usually, Xie Ruotong was invincible, cold, and emotionless, yet in front of the Empress, she was so adorably cute.

He bent down to support Xie Ruotong.

Xie Ruotong stood up.

As soon as she stood, her head felt dizzier.

The whole person fell directly into Song Yanqing’s arms.

Song Yanqing immediately held her.

Xie Ruotong complained in his arms, "You’re all bones, it hurts."

"..." Song Yanqing was a little embarrassed.

He had already worked hard to nurture his body.

But flesh doesn’t just grow overnight.

"Let’s go, we’re going back." Song Yanqing softly coaxed Xie Ruotong.

"No, I’m dizzy." Xie Ruotong refused.

Once she moved, the world felt like it was spinning.

She was uncomfortable.

"Only if you carry me." Xie Ruotong added.

Song Yanqing’s face turned red.

An Ning stood beside, laughing brightly.

Had she known Xie Ruotong was this cute when drunk, she should have gotten her drunk sooner and sent her to Song Yanqing’s bed.

Song Yanqing might also regret not doing so sooner to avoid Xie Ruotong’s coldness for such a long time.

"Song Yanqing, don’t tell me you can’t carry her." An Ning teased deliberately.

Song Yanqing felt more embarrassed.

Now, he could naturally carry Xie Ruotong.

But with so many people around, especially the Emperor, he dared not be presumptuous.

"Don’t worry about me." Xiao Jinxing said directly.

"Then I’ll risk being disrespectful." Song Yanqing said respectfully.

The etiquette ingrained in his bones made Song Yanqing’s demeanor refined, transcending the mundane.

Song Yanqing bent down.

He hoisted Xie Ruotong into his arms.

Xie Ruotong leaned against Song Yanqing’s chest.

Rarely obedient and at ease.

"I take my leave." Song Yanqing said as he carried Xie Ruotong away after saluting again.

An Ning just watched their departing backs.

Love that was lost and regained, happiness after hardship, such emotions feel beautiful, inspiring.

So An Ning watched for a long time, the smile in her eyes too, was one of happiness.

For Xie Ruotong’s happiness.

"Do you still want to drink?"

Xiao Jinxing’s voice snapped her back to reality.

She turned to look at Xiao Jinxing, seeing him already seated across from her; even in plain attire, his face and aura left others far behind.

"Would you drink with me?" An Ning asked.

"If you want to drink, I’ll accompany you. If not, I’ll take you back." Xiao Jinxing said.

"Let’s have a bit." An Ning picked up the wine cup, murmuring, "I want to get drunk."

Xiao Jinxing nodded.

He didn’t ask why she wanted to get drunk.

Why after seeing Gu Xingchuan, she would be so melancholy.

Why she would turn to alcohol to drown her sorrows.

An Ning poured herself a drink, ignoring Xiao Jinxing.

Xiao Jinxing also didn’t drink much.

He mostly just watched An Ning drink.

An Ning drank two more pots.

She lay on the table.

Probably drunk.

Xiao Jinxing walked to her side, bent over, and picked her up.

The moment he picked her up, An Ning suddenly giggled.

Xiao Jinxing frowned, "Why are you laughing?"

"I just suddenly thought of the scene when Song Yanqing carried Xie Ruotong away. I worried that Song Yanqing might drop Xie Ruotong, but you are healthy and won’t drop me unless you do it on purpose," meaning, she could rest assured.

"Sleep, I won’t drop you." Xiao Jinxing promised.

"I’m actually not drunk." An Ning said.

"I know." Her heart wasn’t drunk, her body was.

"I want to stroll through Xun’an City again."

"Next time, next time I’ll go with you, it’s very late now." Xiao Jinxing refused.

"Is there a next time?" An Ning suddenly asked Xiao Jinxing.

"If you say there is, then there is." Xiao Jinxing promised.

An Ning no longer resisted.

She quietly leaned against Xiao Jinxing’s chest.

She heard the sound of Xiao Jinxing’s heartbeat, one beat after another, steady yet urgent.

She said, "Why doesn’t Fu Xingyi’s heart beat like this anymore..."

Xiao Jinxing’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

Was today’s abnormality of An Ning because she remembered Fu Xingyi, or because of Gu Xingchuan?!

It would never be because of him.

Xiao Jinxing carried An Ning back to the Minister Mansion.

By then, it was evening, and the sky was pitch black.

Ye Zhengde and Qin Mengxi had been waiting anxiously at the door.

Seeing the Emperor carrying their daughter back, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Afraid something might have happened.

"It’s nothing, she’s drunk, I’ll carry her to the room to rest, you should also rest early." Xiao Jinxing said.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Your Majesty, for your trouble."

"It’s nothing."

Xiao Jinxing carried An Ning into her room, placing her on the bed.

By that time, An Ning was already asleep.

Her cheeks were rosy.

A dry tear stain remained at the corner of her eye.

Xiao Jinxing instructed the palace attendants, "Bring me a basin of warm water."

"As you command."

Soon, a palace maid brought a basin, ready to wipe the Empress’s body with a warm towel.

"I will do it, you can all leave."

"Yes."

Everyone left.

Only Xiao Jinxing and An Ning were left in the room.

Xiao Jinxing gently wiped An Ning’s cheek with the warm towel, erasing the tear stain at the corner of her eye, very carefully, very tenderly.

As if wanting to erase all her sadness completely.

After finishing with her face, Xiao Jinxing lowered his gaze to loosen her clothes.

Just as he removed her outer garment and was about to undo her nightwear.

An Ning suddenly opened her eyes.

Xiao Jinxing looked back.

Their eyes met.

An Ning’s face was very red, her eyes staring straight at him.

It was hard to tell the emotion in her eyes.

He explained, "I’m helping you wipe your body, you’ll feel more comfortable. If you don’t like it, I’ll have your palace maid help you..."

"Fu Xingyi." An Ning suddenly called his name.

Xiao Jinxing pursed his lips.

"Is it you?" An Ning continued to ask him.

Xiao Jinxing wanted very much to tell her it wasn’t.

But he saw two streams of hot tears slide down her fair and clean face.