The three ministers fled in disarray, their figures looking disheveled.
Even though An Honghan was cruel and ruthless, it cannot be denied that he was a good emperor; otherwise, he would not have devoted himself so much to governing Fengze Kingdom.
Xi Xizhi patted the back of his hand comfortingly; the soft, plum blossom-shaped pad gently touched An Honghan's skin.
The paw pads were soft, warm, and incredibly elastic. Ignoring the little ferret's struggles, An Honghan grabbed its paw and mischievously poked the little ferret's soft paw pads.
"Don't look at me like that, I don't need comforting." The man and the ferret were having a great time, even though the little ferret was being forced.
"Chirp chirp..." Xi Xizhi struggled incessantly, trying to pull her paws back. She had really been a good person for nothing. Who said good people get good rewards? Isn't that just nonsense?
Exhausted from struggling, Xi Xizhi was carried back to Panlong Palace by someone, then placed in her small boudoir and covered with a silk quilt.
Every night when Xi Xizhi went to sleep, she slept in a human-like posture, with her limbs sprawled out. So when the palace maids and eunuchs saw this, they couldn't help but chuckle softly. Even the perpetually icy An Honghan sometimes had a smile playing on his lips.
Xi Xizhi ignored their gazes, sniffing along the quilt with her little nose. A strong medicinal smell surrounded her nose, causing her to sneeze. Because the ferret had ointment applied every day and wouldn't be washed off until the next day, when it crawled into its little bed to sleep, it inevitably rubbed the smell of the ointment onto the quilt.
Thinking about it this way, Xi Xizhi tilted her head and looked towards the dragon bed. An Honghan hugged it all day long; she wondered if it had picked up the smell of the ointment.
You must have been infected; you must have been smelling this odor for so long that you didn't notice it.
Enduring the pungent smell of the ointment, Xi Xizhi tossed and turned until she finally slept. The next morning, Xi Xizhi, half-asleep, crawled out of her warm bed and squatted down in front of the small bowl beside her. That bowl was specially for her to hold water so that she could drink by herself whenever she was thirsty.
I drowsily stuck out my tongue and licked it twice, then smacked my lips... Why does it taste spicy again?
The little sable immediately opened its eyes wide and sniffed the bowl of 'water,' which smelled strongly of alcohol!
Given that it had gotten completely drunk on the previous two occasions with barely a drop of alcohol, Xi Xizhi didn't dare drink much this time, only taking a sip to relieve its thirst. Fortunately, it had always behaved well when drunk, simply sleeping instead of causing a scene; otherwise, it would have been incredibly embarrassing.
"Chirp chirp..." Xi Xizhi called out twice to Lin En, pointing her little paw at the bowl of wine. It seemed to be saying, "You've got it wrong, it wants water, not wine."
Lynn stiffly twitched the corner of his mouth, bent down slightly, and said, "Have you forgotten? Yesterday His Majesty asked you if you liked to drink, and you nodded. So His Majesty ordered that everything you drink be replaced with fine vintage wine."
These words struck Xi Xizhi like a bolt from the blue.
When did she say that?
"Chirp chirp..." Xi Xizhi called out to Lin En in confusion.
She's not an alcoholic; drinking once in a while is fine, but if she drinks every day, wouldn't she be like Maitreya Buddha, sleeping all day long?
Water...water...
Seeing that Lynn remained unmoved, Xi Xizhi started rolling around on the ground like a scoundrel. She rolled to the left, bumped into the wall and stopped, turned a corner, and then continued rolling to the right, bumping into a vase…
The wall was fixed, and no matter how much Xi Xizhi bumped into it, it wouldn't move an inch. But the vase was different. When Xi Xizhi's small body bumped into it, the vase wobbled a few times, then crashed backward with a bang.
"Ah!" Several palace maids screamed in fright when they saw this scene.
Lynn's eyes suddenly widened, his gaze sharp and piercing, and he rushed towards the spot. The broken vase was secondary; if it hit the ferret, their lives would be in grave danger. They had barely escaped death, and now, after only a few days, they were about to be killed by this little ferret.
Someone was even faster than Lynn. Almost the instant the vase fell over, An Honghan suddenly rushed over and snatched the mischievous little mink.
Bang... The one-meter-tall vase shattered.
A shard the size of a plate flew more than a meter high, grazing the back of An Honghan's hand. A drop of blood fell onto the white jade floor, like a splendid flower gradually blooming.
Xi Xizhi was dumbfounded, staring at that bright red stain, her mind blank.
“You’re always causing trouble the moment I’m not watching you.” An Honghan was only wearing a dark blue bathrobe, the front of which was half-open, revealing his pectoral muscles.
His facial features were strong and resolute, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, seemingly able to keenly see through everything.
The little sable's gaze gradually shifted from the bright red stain on the ground to the back of An Honghan's hand.
A long, deep wound lay there, with blood constantly flowing out.
Xi Xizhi pointed her finger at the wound, her eyes filled with deep self-reproach, reminding him to stop the bleeding quickly.
Lynn was so frightened that he felt dizzy and jumped up and down, shouting, "Quickly, go and fetch the imperial physician!"
The palace maids and eunuchs rushed out in a panic, and Lin En ordered two eunuchs to fetch water.
An Honghan's face was cold, and he scolded Xiao Diao in a helpless voice: "Look what you've done."
He heard Lynn's voice and, connecting it to what he said, knew that Little Mink must have gotten up. He was just about to get up to see how Little Mink would react after drinking the bowl of wine when he unexpectedly witnessed a thrilling scene.
Without thinking, he instinctively rushed over, afraid the vase would hit the little ferret. With its fragile little body, such a large vase could easily kill it.
Xi Xizhi also realized her mistake, and the injury on An Honghan's hand was caused by it. Curled up, she looked at An Honghan with her bright, watery eyes, which seemed to be able to squeeze out tears.
"Quick...quick, make way...the imperial physician has arrived."
Three middle-aged men dressed in dark green official robes came in breathlessly, carrying medicine boxes.
The eunuch brought in two basins of hot water and placed them on the table.
When the imperial physicians saw An Honghan's wound, their mouths dropped open in astonishment. The wound was clearly caused by a sharp weapon. As far as they knew, His Majesty had practiced martial arts since childhood and was extremely skilled; many great generals were no match for him.
In recent years, no one has been able to harm a single hair on his head.
"What happened to this wound?" the imperial physician asked Lin En in a low voice. It was still dark, and judging from the expressions of the eunuchs and palace maids, it didn't seem like an assassin had come to kill him.
An Honghan frowned, his gaze intentionally shifting to the little mink lying on his lap.
Xi Xizhi felt even more ashamed. Couldn't you just stop looking at her like that? The more he stared at her, the more guilty she felt.
Seeing that His Majesty was not angry, Lynn patted his anxious heart and slowly said, "The vase broke, and the shards caused the cuts."
Lynn did not tell the imperial physicians the specific reason, but only instructed them to stop the bleeding of His Majesty as soon as possible, in case the wound left a scar.
While it's true that scars can enhance a man's masculinity, An Honghan is the ruler of a nation. Wouldn't it be laughable if word got out that he had such a scar on the back of his hand?
The three imperial physicians had worked in the palace for many years and were highly skilled in medicine. They first treated the wound with clean water, then applied wound medicine, and finally bandaged An Honghan with white gauze.
Xi Xi watched intently as the imperial physician treated An Honghan's injuries, and even after the physician finished, she remained staring blankly at the back of An Honghan's hand.
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