"Congratulations, sister." Murong Jingwan said with a smile, feeling bitter in her heart because Xuan Ningxuan did not abide by their agreement.
"If you are pregnant, take a good rest in the palace and don't move around at will!" Xuan Ningxuan said coldly, with a trace of displeasure flashing across his face.
"Jingshu realizes your mistake. Your Majesty, Jingshu has resigned!" Murong Jingshu bowed slightly, turned around and left with the palace maid. Her goal had been achieved. Although Murong Jingwan smiled, she saw it, and the smile did not reach her.
Corner of eye.
In the empty palace, only Murong Jingwan and Xuan Ningxuan were left. Neither of them spoke, each thinking about their own thoughts.
After a long time, Xuan Ningxuan looked at Murong Jingwan with a guilty look on his face and said apologetically: "Jingwan, I'm sorry. I was drunk that night!"
He smiled bitterly, wondering if he could break his promise just because he was drunk.
"Why don't you speak, do you mind?" Xuan Ningxuan grabbed Murong Jingwan's arm tightly and shouted loudly.
Her arm hurt from being scratched, Murong Jingwan said calmly: "Your Majesty, my sister is pregnant with the prince, so she should live in the queen's palace."
With anger condensed in his eyes, Xuan Ningxuan quickly let go of Murong Jingwan and turned around, not wanting her to be swept away by his anger.
It wasn't until his anger subsided that Xuan Ningxuan turned around and said bitterly: "Jingwan, you are blaming me!"
Murong Jingwan shook her head gently. Did she have the right to blame Xuan Ningxuan? She didn't. It was because she overestimated her position in Xuan Ningxuan's heart.
"Your Majesty, I have no right to blame you. As you said, it was because of the wine." Murong Jingwan said word by word, with a hint of ridicule in her words.
Gently holding Murong Jingwan into his arms, Xuan Ningxuan gave Murong Jingwan a promise. "Jingwan, only you are my queen, and only your child is the prince."
It should have been a flattering mood, but Murong Jingwan couldn't smile.
Xuan Ningxuan gently let go of Murong Jingwan, with lust in his eyes.
"Jingwan, I want you." Xuan Ningxuan whispered in Murong Jingwan's ear, and slowly unbuttoned her coat with both hands.
Panic-stricken, Murong Jingwan grabbed Xuan Ningxuan's hands and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, you must be tired today!"
His eyes suddenly turned sinister, and Xuan Ningxuan said coldly: "Are you in love with Xuan Ningyi?"
A trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She was not a heartless person. Xuan Ningyi's love for her slowly melted her frozen heart. Ever since she knew that Xuan Ningyi was her fourth brother, she had a good impression of Xuan Ningyi.
A bit worse.
Feeling a sense of crisis in his heart, Xuan Ningxuan roughly picked up Murong Jingwan and threw her onto the bed.
Her body fell heavily on the bed, and Murong Jingwan felt dizzy. Before the dizziness disappeared, Xuan Ningxuan pressed on her.
"Your Majesty, let me go." Murong Jingwan struggled desperately.
"Pa" Murong Jingwan's face instantly became red and swollen.
Staring blankly at his outstretched hand, Xuan Ningxuan regretted why he always hurt Murong Jingwan unknowingly.
"I'm sorry." Xuan Ningxuan said guiltily, picked up the quilt on the side and covered Murong Jingwan.
"Your Majesty, can you give me some time?" Murong Jingwan clutched the quilt tightly, lowered her head slightly, and whispered.
"I understand, you have a good rest!" A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and Xuan Ningxuan left lonely.
How could he blame Murong Jingwan, it was all his fault, it was him who made her afraid of her, and it was he who broke the promise between them.
Murong Jingwan was the only one left in the huge palace. She was lonely and alone. Murong Jingwan hugged her trembling body tightly. She was afraid of Xuan Ningxuan, and she was afraid of physical contact with Xuan Ningxuan.
She wanted to avenge her child, but found that she was afraid to face Xuan Ningxuan alone. Was her choice to come back wrong or right?
Xuan Ningxuan returned to the Imperial Study Room in despair, with a serious look on his face and a look of solemnity in his eyes.
"Here comes someone." The voice was calm and unhurried, but it contained murderous intent.
A man with a serious face and no smile came in and quickly knelt down in front of Xuan Ningxuan.
Xuan Ningxuan glanced coldly at the man kneeling on the ground, quickly took out a token from his waist and threw it in front of the man.
"Mo Yan, I want you to unite the forces in the world. I hope you can complete this matter within a month." Xuan Ningxuan warned seriously.
The man looked up at Xuan Ningxuan in embarrassment. It was not easy to gather all the forces in the world within a month.
"I don't want to say it a second time, if I can't bring myself to see you." Xuan Ningxuan frowned, knowing in his heart that this was not easy, but he had no time to wait.
"I accept your orders," the man said solemnly, and slowly exited the royal study room of Xuan Ningxuan.
After the man left, Xuan Ningxuan slowly sat on the dragon chair, holding his forehead with his hand and looking solemn.
Murong Jingwan's attitude just now gave him an ominous feeling. Perhaps letting Murong Jingwan get close to Xuan Ningyi was a mistake from the beginning.
If he didn't know Murong Jingwan's true identity, he would be sure to imprison her in his palace.
But Murong Jingwan turned out to be the palace owner of Shuiyun Palace, and her martial arts skills were even better than his. If she wanted to leave the palace, no one could stop her.
He knew Murong Jingwan's true identity, but he did not dare to tell Murong Jingwan because he was afraid that she would leave because of it.
He really didn't know about Murong Jingshu's pregnancy. He didn't know that the madness that night would make her pregnant with a dragon. Although Murong Jingwan reacted as usual, he knew that she actually minded.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt ashamed of Murong Jingwan. Xuan Ningxuan slowly walked out of the imperial study and personally took a group of eunuchs and maids and a bunch of rewards to Murong Jingwan's palace.
No one was informed, Xuan Ningxuan wanted to give Murong Jingwan a surprise.
Gently pushing open the door of Murong Jingwan's bedroom, Xuan Ningyi felt heartbroken. Murong Jingwan sat on the bed with empty eyes and tears on her face.
Xuan Ningxuan quickly stepped forward and held Murong Jingwan in his arms.
Murong Jingwan's body was stiff and her whole body was cold. Even though she was held in Xuan Ningxuan's arms, her body was still cold.
Xuan Ningxuan gently patted Murong Jingwan's back, and Murong Jingwan's stiff body slowly unfolded.
"Jingwan, these are all gifts from me, do you like them?" Xuan Ningxuan pointed to the things in the hands of the palace maid and eunuch with a happy face.
Slowly raising her head and looking at the pile of gold and silver jewelry, Murong Jingwan had no trace of joy on her face.
"Your Majesty, I want to leave the palace." Murong Jingwan cried and pleaded, grabbing the lapel of Xuan Ningxuan's clothes. She regretted that she should not have returned to the palace.
"I don't allow it. Didn't I promise you that Jingshu's child will never be the next prince." Xuan Ningxuan hugged Murong Jingwan tightly, fearing that the person in his arms would disappear if he let go.
