Warehouse

After settling the Second Prince to sleep, it was time for the eldest prince and Princess Yuyao to go to bed. Xie Ning had just woken up and had a full stomach, so it was better to walk around for a while; lying down to sleep now might cause indigestion.

The emperor pulled up her sleeve and saw a bruise on her elbow.

"How did this happen?" He caught a glimpse of it when Xie Ning was having her meal and felt something was off. Now that he looked closely, it indeed was an injury.

Xie Ning pulled down her sleeve a little, "I don't remember. It was chaotic at the time, and I didn't feel any pain."

The emperor gently pressed on the bruise, "Does it hurt now?"

"It's a little sore, but it's fine if I don't touch it." Xie Ning earnestly asked, "Did the Emperor get hurt? What was the deal with that cup of wine? I couldn't see clearly through the screen, and my heart almost jumped out of my chest."