Chapter 600 Touch His Legs
"Now that good fortune has come, of course I'll go in!" Although the eldest princess had once disdained Princess Fuyun's luck, which was exaggerated to be so high, she did not take her reputation seriously.
But now that it concerns her beloved son, she still believes it.
Duke Pinghe did not dare to stop him at this moment. Princess Fuyun had a very important position in front of His Majesty. The couple could not compare to her.
Moreover, it would be best if she could bring some good luck to An'er!
Fu Zhaoning was just about to withdraw the needle.
She had asked all the questions that needed to be asked and done all the tests that needed to be done.
Just as she was about to start the acupuncture, the eldest princess and others came in. When they saw that He Xian'an had needles inserted into his knees, which looked like the needles had pierced into the bones, it was terrifying. The eldest princess' face changed and she screamed in a trembling voice.
"How dare you prick my An'er with a needle!"
Fu Zhaoning paused and looked back.
When she looked up, she saw Princess Fuyun.
She was wearing a light pink palace dress and a short cape trimmed with fox fur, which made her face look like a jade plate, bright and gentle.
Princess Fuyun's gaze also fell on Fu Zhaoning's face.
"Miss Fu."
"Hello, Princess Fuyun." Fu Zhaoning replied indifferently.
"What do you mean? You should come over and pay respect to Fuyun properly?" The princess shouted again, "Also, why don't you take out the needle quickly!"
She rushed to the bed, calling her darling, and was almost crying with heartache.
"How painful it would be if such a long needle was stuck in the bone!"
"Mother, can you please stop crying? It doesn't hurt now!" He Xian'an shouted with a flushed face.
Fu Zhaoning ignored her words of greeting and turned back to remove the needle from He Xian'an.
"An'er, I feel sorry for you—"
"Don't feel bad!" He Xian'an stared at Fu Zhaoning's hand as he was removing the needle. It was a painful feeling to see such a long needle being pulled out of his leg.
Princess Fuyun was a little slow to respond, "No, no, I'm treating An'er's leg right now, no need to come over and salute."
Chenxiang and Yinsuo, who were following her, looked at each other.
They looked at Fu Zhaoning with a sense of crisis. When did this Miss Fu become such a big shot?
She was not at all inferior to her head princess.
"An'er, how do you feel?" Seeing that Fu Zhaoning ignored her, Princess Fuyun asked He Xian'an softly.
Miss He Er looked at her and bowed.
"Aunt Fortune."
Princess Fuyun nodded slightly to her.
He Xian'an didn't even pay attention to her, as if he didn't hear her question.
"An'er, your aunt is asking you a question."
"What are you asking? Can't you see that my legs are full of needles? What is there to ask now?" He Xian'an replied in a rough voice without even raising his head.
Yinsuo's expression changed a little.
Ping He An was also shocked. "Princess Fuyun, An'er is still young and naive. He is also suffering from illness and has a bad temper. Don't bother with him."
This brat, Princess Fuyun is so great that she comes to see him in person, and yet he still dares to be so stubborn.
He was really spoiled by his mother.
"He's still a child, and I'm his aunt, so I won't argue with him. I also hope his leg can get better."
Yinsuo took the opportunity to say, "Otherwise, the princess should comfort the young master. If he gets some good luck, all his illnesses will be cured and he will be full of life."
"Yes, yes, Fuyun, can you come over and touch my An'er's legs?"
The eldest princess looked at the emperor's younger sister eagerly. Although she was the eldest sister, she could never act like an elder sister in front of Fu Yun.
"this--"
"Fuyun, he is your nephew, so you should feel sorry for him."
Princess Fuyun nodded helplessly, "I am just an ordinary person, but if it can make An'er feel better, I, as an aunt, will do my best."
She walked towards the bed.
Fu Zhaoning had completely retracted the needle at this time. Yinsuo and Chenxiang also followed Princess Fuyun over. The two exchanged glances and rushed towards Fu Zhaoning at the same time, pushing her away.
"Young Master, let the Princess show you her legs."
Fu Zhaoning took a few steps back and stood firm.
She glanced at Princess Fuyun, who seemed not to have noticed her maid's little action just now. She was leaning gently towards He Xian'an, and her voice was as soft as cotton falling gently.
"Don't be afraid, An'er, it will be fine."
She reached out and gently touched He Xian'an's leg.
He Xian'an didn't know why, but he slapped her hand away and said, "Don't touch me!"
He shouted.
Princess Fuyun screamed and leaned to the side.
"The eldest princess!"
Two palace maids hurriedly supported her.
"He Xian'an!" Miss He Er also shouted in surprise. How dare he take a picture of Princess Fuyun!
Duke Pinghe and his wife were also frightened and ran over, and they all showed concern for Princess Fuyun.
"Did you hit your wrist? Did it turn red?"
"Did you hit anything?"
He Xian'an felt a little unhappy when he saw how nervous his parents were about Princess Fuyun.
Princess Fuyun is no longer a child!
Fu Zhaoning had just stepped back a little and was now thinking about He Xian'an's leg problem, so he was not prepared to step forward and get involved.
But in the end, Princess Fuyun seemed to have red eyes and looked very hurt, and was supported by two palace maids as she walked out.
Mr. and Mrs. Pinghe also followed out nervously.
"Don't blame An'er, he's still a child. I can just apply some medicine and rub my hand and it will be fine. But An'er may not like me very much, I'll come to see him later."
"Princess, it's not like that. That brat has been spoiled by my wife and is lawless. He treats everyone like this, including me as his father. It's definitely not that he doesn't like you—"
Duke Pinghe and his wife explained as they escorted Princess Fuyun out, their voices becoming increasingly distant.
He Xian'an curled his lips.
"He Xian'an, you are so brave. You actually dare to take a photo of her!" Miss He Er also scolded her brother.
“I really didn’t try very hard!”
"You slapped her hands until they turned red, and you still say you didn't use much force?"
"I slapped her harder just now! She didn't even pretend to cover her hands! I really didn't slap her hard!" He Xian'an looked at Fu Zhaoning.
Upon closer look, he saw a small red spot on Fu Zhaoning's wrist.
That seemed to be the photo he took before.
He really used force when photographing Fu Zhaoning, but she didn't scream.
"You, does your hand hurt?" He Xian'an pointed at Fu Zhaoning's wrist in a daze.
Fu Zhaoning raised his hand and took a look, then shook his head, "It doesn't hurt. My delicate skin will get a red mark if it's touched."
She paused and added, "But if you do it again next time, I'll give you a needle."
"Look! I hit her harder, but she said it didn't hurt!" He Xian'an glared at his second sister, "Why does the imperial aunt look like her hand is about to break!"
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