Apologizing

In the eyes of the emperor, nothing was more important now than Xie Ning and the child in her belly. If the Xie family really made her so uncomfortable, it would be easy to keep them out of the palace and even the capital for a lifetime.

Xie Ning still felt restless when it was time to go to bed. This made the emperor wonder if the Xie family had done something terribly wrong to her.

The curtain was lowered, and Xie Ning twirled her braid in her hand, wanting to speak but not knowing how to start.

The emperor's hand reached out and pulled her braid: "Still not sleepy?"

Sooner or later, she would have to speak. Xie Ning pondered that it would be better to say it herself than to let others talk.

She didn't think it was a big deal, but others might not think the same.

The lights in the room were extinguished, and it was dark inside the curtain. Xie Ning whispered by the pillow, "Your Majesty?"

The emperor hummed and asked her, "What's the matter?"

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